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attend in person.” I tell them coldly.

“Two civil suits for verbal and physical assault, intimidation, trespassing and anything else my billion dollar legal team can think of as well as crucifying you for whatever turd you’ve condensed into this envelope. Good day gentlemen,” I growl and they both slink away, one rubbing his wrist, the other hissing questions at him.

Once I see the fear in Alyson’s eyes, I relax, and pull her to me, kissing her forehead.

“Sorry about that, hazards of being at the top. Everybody wants to bring you down,” I inform her casually, swiping the key card to open the door once I’m sure the two men have left my floor.

My hotel.

But I don’t advertise that fact.

“What was all that really about, Eric?” Alyson asks once inside, not even registering the suite once I flick the lights on. She looks worried.

I roll my eyes and open the envelope, glancing at the top of the first page before dismissing it from my mind.

“Angry bimbo,” is all I tell her, tossing the papers onto the table by the door, but Alyson looks hurt that I won’t tell her. Then even more hurt as she starts to think it over.

A sudden wave of panic registers.

I don’t want her to think...

“The receptionist I let go today,” I tell her, and notice her shoulders sink, her eyes narrowing as she looks past me.

“It happens from time to time, a lot of the time.” I remind myself out loud.

“People get snippy and think they can have a piece of the pie because things didn’t go the way they wanted. Too bad for her she broke her employee contract several times over before she was even rude to you, so it’s bye-bye Barbie.”

Alyson laughs out loud suddenly. Nervously.

“That’s exactly what I thought she looked like, an angry Barbie.”

I notice the unfair dismissal heading and the zeros on the end of the suggested claim, which will get thrown out of any court.

Puffing air out through my cheeks, I’m relieved when I look up and see Alyson’s found something more interesting to focus on.

“Oh. My. God,” she exclaims, stepping down from the marble entrance to the carpeted foyer.

It’s like a miniature version of the front entrance of the hotel itself, which I thought I liked years ago, but now, having Alyson see it all it feels a little tacky.

Overkill.

She can redecorate however she wants to have it. She can have and do whatever she wants.

I stare dreamily, watching her fine ass again, and pinch myself that she’s even in my house now.

Our house.

What a difference a day makes. A few hours ago I was a different man. A lonely man. Now I’ve found my queen.

Chapter Eleven

Alyson

I don’t know if it’s wrong to think it, but I’m never going back to my apartment again.

Eric’s right. New clothes sound like a good idea too.

The foyer is a little bit much, but the rest of the place spans out into modern style meets a bit of the future. The views from the huge windows draw me in but I have to turn to look at Eric again.

I can’t believe it. I just can’t believe this is actually happening to me.

The satisfied look on his face makes me go to him instead. I feel instantly guilty for wanting more, I should be infinitely grateful for what I’m pretty sure I already have.

Eric.

“I’m yours, without any of this,” I tell him and I mean it. He’s more than a building, his company or any amount of money.

He’s the greatest treasure and the only thing I really want.

“I’m glad to hear it,” he says, putting his hand to his heart and making a face of mock relief.

“One lawsuit trying to bleed me dry in one day is bad enough,” he jokes, but I’m serious.

“I am glad to hear it, Alyson, because all of this?” he asks, opening his hands out in front of him, “All of it’s been so meaningless for so long now. Empty without my queen by my side. Empty without you.”

A part of me feels a tear coming. It’s the single sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me ever.

Another part of me, the old Alyson still can’t believe such a rich and powerful, stunningly handsome older man could even go for me in the first place.

In any place.

“I want you here, Alyson. By my side. I want you to be my queen and I’m going to treat you like one every day we share together. Starting right now,” he says,