Billionaire's Stripper novel Chapter 29

Spencer stopped me at the front door. "Ms. Carmichael, where can I have Valen carry you off to this morning?"

"Spencer, I'm not in the mood. I want to go home. Call me a cab please?"

"At once."

I sat on the sofa in the fancy lobby with tall ceilings and modern glass accents throughout. After ten minutes of waiting, I walked toward the front door.

"Ms. Carmichael, I will take you home."

He walked toward me tightening his tie around his neck. I knew Spencer woke Valen to take me home.

"Valen, that isn't necessary. Uber or a cab is just fine. You go back to sleep."

"Not sure what happened this morning between you two, but Mr. Gaster would be very upset if I didn't take you home myself."

"I don't want to argue. I'm ready to go."

Fifteen minutes later, we pulled inside the gate to my apartment.

"Thank you, Valen."

Valen parked the car, turning off the ignition. He walked around opening my door.

"Valen, I can make it from here."

"Sorry, I'm ordered to check the premises."

I exhaled, clenching my fists at my sides. "Are you serious?"

"Yes."

After riding the elevator up to my apartment, I unlocked the door. I walked in behind Valen. He flipped on the lights.

"Stay right here please."

I stood close to the front door watching Valen thoroughly check my apartment.

Valen walked toward me. "Alright, all clear. What is your schedule today?"

I waved my hands at him. "Oh, no! Tell Hayden I can do for myself."

"You can either tell me your schedule or Mr. Gaster can drive you around himself."

I huffed. "That man is unbearable!"

I ran my hand over my hair. "I'm going to one class at noon then work at 8 tonight."

"I'll be back at 11:45."

Valen was almost out of the door. "Wait!" I turned to him.

"What happened last night?"

Valen glanced at me. "It was a rough night. Mr. Gaster cares about you a whole hell of a lot. I'm not allowed to say." He ran his hand over his perfectly cut brown beard. His long brown hair rest in a neat ponytail at the nape of his neck.

His brown eyes shot back up at me. "You will have to ask him. Goodbye Ms. Carmichael."

Before I could say bye, he was out the door. I wonder what is Valen's story. Is he married? He is so mysterious and loyal to Hayden.

"Lydia, Lydia!" I heard from behind.

I turned in the direction of the voice. I smiled as I shielded my eyes from the sun. The March winds were fierce today. I can't wait until the summer. "Hey, Curtis! How are you?"

"I'm good."

He slipped my backpack off my shoulder, transferring it over to his. My eyes shot across campus. Valen was standing outside the Bentley in a black suit and dark sunglasses. God, please don't let Hayden be inside the car.

"No, silly. Well I better get going. I have to work today. I'll see you next week."

His eyes were sad. I felt terrible. I turned walking toward Valen who was holding the door open for me. I was relieved when I didn't see Hayden inside. I watched Curtis' face as we drove away. I remembered telling him I didn't have time for a man.

"Ms. Carmichael." Valen cut into my thoughts.

"Yes."

"Does Mr. Gaster know about Curtis Bottner?"

I cleared my throat. "Yes, I mentioned him to Hayden."

He smirked through the rearview mirror. "Does Curtis know Mr. Gaster is your boyfriend?"

"No! I mean, no," I said calmer.

"I already let Curtis down nicely. However, I told him I didn't have time for a boyfriend, then Hayden happened. Hayden doesn't take no for an answer. I walked out on Hayden this morning and he still has you driving me around."

"Ms. Carmichael, he's not going to stop caring for you because you have a misunderstanding. He's not a boy he's a man. And a man doesn't let his woman run around the city without protection."

"Valen, protection? Forget it. I will ask Hayden. Are you Hayden's friend as well?"

"Yes. I was friends with his cousin Sebastian first. He introduced Hayden and me."

Valen parked in my apartment parking lot. I stood at the front door waiting for Valen to finish checking every room of my apartment.

"Valen, you don't have to mention Curtis to Hayden!" I yelled.

He smirked, walking toward the door. "See you at 7:40 this evening."

I stuck my head out of the door. "Bye."

I locked the door, undressed, and climbed into bed. Grabbing the pillow Hayden slept on, squeezing it in my arms. My nose captured his cologne. Fuck, I miss him. My eyes closed reminiscing on how he ate my pussy before we went out to dinner. Shit, it was the fucking best. My pussy muscles tightened, thinking about how good it felt to cum. The way his eyes met mine as he sucked up all of my cum. Yeah, I belong to Hayden. I need to own that shit. The only reason I don't, he keeps pushing me to quit my job. I need him to let it go for now. Once I believe we will be ok together as a strong couple, I will quit.