Read Novel Full Chapter 391: Shower
Chapter 391: Shower
Alex carried Heena inside the Presidential Suite, her legs still shaky from the intense orgasm on the balcony.
The moment the heavy door clicked shut behind them, the cool, filtered air and soft lighting wrapped around them like a secret.
Heena’s eyes widened as she took in the sheer luxury. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of the glittering city, while elegant modern furniture, fresh flowers, and a fully stocked bar spoke of effortless wealth.
Everything smelled faintly of sandalwood and crisp linen.
"God, Alex... everything here is so beautiful," she murmured, still nestled in his arms, her voice soft with genuine appreciation. "I’ve never stayed anywhere like this."
He smiled and carried her straight through the living area toward the bedroom. When he pushed open the double doors, Heena gasped.
The bedroom was enormous... dominated by a massive king-sized bed dressed in pristine white linens and plush pillows.
A private terrace connected to the balcony they had just left, and soft ambient lighting cast a warm, intimate glow over everything.
The sheer size and elegance of it left her momentarily speechless.
"How good it will feel while sleeping in this..." she whispered dreamily, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his shoulder.
Alex chuckled, lowering her gently onto the edge of the bed before leaning down, his lips brushing her ear.
"How good will it feel," he teased, voice low and wicked, "when I take you right here on this same bed, hmm?"
Heena’s cheeks flushed, but a mischievous smile curved her lips.
Her hand wandered boldly down his body until her fingers wrapped around hard, impatient length of his cock straining against his trousers.
She gave him a slow, teasing stroke.
"I’ll love it," she admitted, biting her lower lip, "but let it wait for a bit. I need a shower first."
Her eyes sparkled with playful challenge. "And I can’t take you in with me... or you won’t let me actually shower."
Alex laughed softly, clearly amused by her sudden boldness. "Alright, Ma’am. Go freshen up." He straightened up, already reaching for the room service menu on the bedside table. "In the meantime, I’ll order some food for us."
The moment he mentioned ordering, Heena’s expression shifted. She glanced toward the door with a mix of nervousness and amusement.
"That bitch will come running the second she hears it’s us," she muttered.
Alex smirked, stepping closer again. He tilted her chin up so she met his eyes.
"Yeah, I bet she’s been waiting impatiently," he whispered, his tone dark and possessive.
"But it’s your problem now, not mine." His thumb brushed slowly across her lower lip.
"When she comes... show her I’m your man. Don’t cower. Let her see you can take care of me. If you act shy, she’ll think she still has a chance."
Heena’s breath hitched at the commanding edge in his voice. A thrill ran through her... part embarrassment, part excitement at the thought of claiming him openly in front of the attractive staff woman.
She nodded slowly, then stood on tiptoe to press a quick, teasing kiss to his jaw.
"Fine," she said, already heading toward the luxurious marble bathroom. "But you’d better behave while I’m in the shower."
"I make no promises, Professor."
Alex watched Heena’s retreating back with a dark smirk. The once cold and reserved professor, a married woman, now walked toward the shower ready to serve herself to him so willingly.
He picked up the phone and dialed room service.
As expected, it was Lydia who answered on the first ring, her voice smooth and professional, as if she had been waiting for the call.
Alex smiled to himself, already anticipating the upcoming competition.
He placed the order quickly... the best dishes on the menu along with a fine bottle of wine... then cut the call without lingering.
He glanced at the elegant clock on the bedside table.
"Plenty of time..." he commented softly to himself, a knowing smile playing on his lips.
He hadn’t chosen this hotel randomly. Earlier that afternoon, Viktor had sent him an encrypted message... discreet intel about certain people he would be coming into contact with very soon.
Important people. And by pure coincidence, Howard had booked this exact hotel for his little getaway with Siobhan.
Alex had simply decided to see them up close before the real game began.
He began undressing slowly, peeling off his shirt and trousers, his cock still half-hard from their earlier play.
For a moment he considered following her into the luxurious marble shower... imagining pressing her against the wet tiles and taking her right there under the steaming water.
The temptation was strong.
But he decided against it. Not yet.
"Since she likes this bed so much... let’s take her right here," he thought with a wicked grin.
With a quiet chuckle, he moved toward the second bathroom... a sleek, modern shower attached to the suite’s dressing area.
The water came on hot and powerful as he stepped under the spray, letting it cascade over his toned body while his mind turned over the pieces of information Viktor had shared.
He lathered up unhurriedly, the steam rising around him.
His thoughts drifted between the woman currently showering in the main bathroom and the couple next door who had no idea how close their worlds were about to collide.
***
Downstairs in the service area, Lydia’s eyes lit up the moment she received the order from the Presidential Suite. A slow, satisfied smile spread across her face. She had been waiting for this.
She quickly conveyed the details to the kitchen, then turned to two junior staff members standing nearby.
"Presidential Suite order is ready. Call me the second it’s plated and the cart is prepared,"
she said, her voice sharp with excitement. "I’ll deliver it personally."
Without wasting a moment, she stepped into the staff changing area, opened her locker, and pulled out a small kit she had prepared earlier... a fresh touch-up of makeup, a slightly tighter blouse unbuttoned one button lower than regulation, and a subtle but expensive perfume she only used on special occasions.
She freshened up quickly, checking her reflection with a critical eye.
’Let’s see how long that older woman can hold his attention,’ she thought smugly.