She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

Chapter 407: A Dangerous Invitation

"Do you know how you got upgraded into this lavish executive suite from a normal room?"

Ruby asked, a small smirk playing on her lips as she locked eyes with the couple in front of her.

"What do you mean?" Howard frowned, still flushed from his orgasm. "Wasn’t it for us?"

Siobhan chimed in, crossing her arms under her bare breasts. "I clearly remember you telling that it was a gift from the hotel to us, distinguished guests"

Ruby let out a soft, amused laugh, gently covering her mouth as if she couldn’t hold it back. She shook her head slowly, eyes glittering with mischief.

"Distinguished guests?" she repeated, the words dripping with mock politeness.

"Please... I don’t mean to be rude, but we have hundreds of regular guests just like Mr. Howard here every week. The hotel doesn’t hand out executive suites as random gifts or loyalty rewards. That’s not how it works at this level."

Howard’s brow furrowed deeper. He had sensed something was off when they first arrived, but the allure of the bigger room, the better view, and the free champagne had made him ignore it.

Now, sitting there with his pants still open and Siobhan half-naked beside him, the truth felt suddenly important.

"Then what is it?" he asked, leaning forward. "How exactly did we get this suite?"

Ruby gestured subtly with her chin toward the wall that separated their executive suite from the presidential suite at the end of the corridor.

"That man," Ruby said, her tone almost reverent. "He’s the one who arranged your upgrade."

Howard blinked, caught off guard. "Him? Why would he do that?" He let out a nervous laugh. "I don’t think we know each other..."

Siobhan, however, looked far more excited than confused. Her cheeks flushed as a thrilling possibility flashed through her mind.

’What if he took a liking to me?’ she thought, a secret smile tugging at her lips. ’What if he saw me at check-in and wanted to get closer...?’

"Who is that man?" She asked, her voice breathy with anticipation. She leaned forward even more, completely forgetting her exposed breasts.

Ruby shook her head slowly, playing her role perfectly.

"I can’t tell you his identity... because even I don’t fully know. He’s registered under a private name, and the hotel staff were strictly instructed not to ask questions."

"But what I can tell you is that he is a man with very... specific tastes."

She paused, letting the implication linger in the air.

"He doesn’t do anything without a reason. He wanted neighbors who understand pleasure. Who aren’t shy. Who can match his energy."

Ruby’s gaze flicked between them, slow and deliberate. "He likes listening. Sometimes... he likes watching. And when he finds someone who catches his interest... he rewards them generously."

Howard and Siobhan exchanged a shocked glance.

In that instant, both of them remembered the moment they had first stepped into the executive suite earlier.

The unmistakable sounds drifting through the wall from the presidential suite... a woman’s desperate, broken moans, the sharp slap of skin, and a deep, commanding male voice that sent shivers down their spines.

Howard’s throat went dry. The pieces clicked together in his mind. Those sounds hadn’t been accidental. They were an invitation. A preview.

Siobhan’s breathing had grown noticeably heavier, her chest rising and falling as fresh arousal flooded through her.

Ruby sat back slightly, her smirk deepening.

"So now you know why you’re here... in this beautiful suite, with this view, this privacy... right next to him."

She let the heavy silence stretch for a moment, then gracefully rose from her chair.

"Now, please excuse me," Ruby said sweetly, smoothing down her uniform. "I still have a few more things to attend to before the end of my shift. But if you need anything at all... anything... please don’t hesitate to call me."

She turned as if to leave, then paused at the door, glancing back over her shoulder with a serious expression.

"Oh, and remember... just one thing." Her tone dropped, becoming low and cautionary. "Try not to ruin his mood. He is a very dangerous man when displeased. Extremely powerful... and not the type who forgives easily."

Ruby gave them one last mysterious smile, the kind that promised far more than she was saying, and quietly slipped out of the executive suite, closing the door behind her with a soft click.

***

For a long moment, neither Howard nor Siobhan spoke. They remained seated in heavy silence, the thick, unmistakable scent of sex still lingering in the air between them.

Siobhan stared at the wall that separated them from the presidential suite, her eyes dark with fascination.

’Who the hell is he?’ she wondered, biting her lower lip.

She immediately understood the kind of taste Ruby was hinting at.

He steals other men’s women.

The realization hit her like a spark of electricity. This powerful, dangerous man didn’t just want to watch... he wanted to take. To claim what didn’t belong to him.

She glanced sideways at Howard, a wicked little smile tugging at her lips.

’Let’s see how you react when he fucks me right in front of you...’

A delicious shiver ran down her spine as the vivid image flooded her mind... her on her back or on her knees, moaning for the stranger while Howard was forced to watch.

Howard, meanwhile, sat back in his chair, pants still open, slowly stroking his half-hard cock as his mind raced.

He didn’t fully believe the girl had told them everything. There’s no way some random rich guy upgrades strangers just to listen to them fuck.

That mysterious man was clearly into some dark, twisted kinks. Sharing. Cuckolding, maybe. The mere thought sent an uneasy shiver through him... part fear, part strange, unwanted arousal.

For a brief second, he tried to picture himself in that position... casually sharing Heena with other men for fun, watching her get fucked by someone richer and more powerful.

The image made his blood boil with sudden, sharp anger. His jaw tightened.

No. Fuck that.

He shook his head hard, pushing the thought away. He couldn’t stomach it. Not even as a fantasy.

’Rich people have the weirdest fucking tastes,’ he thought. ’They can afford anything... so they chase the most depraved shit just to feel something.’

Still... this was a golden opportunity.

If he played this right... if he could befriend the man, impress him, the rewards could be endless.

Connections. Money. Access to premium, high-class women who would normally never look at someone like him.

A sleazy little smile crept across Howard’s face.

He looked over at Siobhan, who was still staring at the wall with hungry eyes, and felt his cock twitch harder in his hand.

"So..." he said, voice low and thick. "What do you think we should do about our new neighbor?"