The Lotus And The Billionaire

Chapter 30: Drive Around The City

“You know what, Diaz? When we met up for that project more than two years ago, I had the impression that you kind of wanted me dead.”

“Oh, congratulations. You were right.”

Alvarez let out a chuckle as he shook his head, presumably out of annoyance. “Damn, I thought you’d at least sugarcoat your words.”

“Never.”

I had initially thought that it wouldn’t even excite me to go on a trip with someone like Alvarez, but I guess I had to eat my own words. After we both agreed to buy food and go for a drive around the city, we were enveloped by a somewhat comfortable silence.

Either of us would often break the silence with idle chatter. He does it when he intends to make me recall embarrassing memories or simply annoy me. I talk to him when I ask about certain places. Sometimes, he’d ask me to help him eat the food he bought, so I feed him— shove the food into his mouth, even.

What? It’s fun to annoy him when he can’t get back at me!

It was that sort of cycle while we were inside the car. Somehow, despite all the exchange of insults, I felt the same fuzzy feeling I had when I did these alone. Perhaps I’ve grown to not mind Alvarez’s presence, after all.

A smile escaped from my lips as I admired the streets of such an unfamiliar place. The car window was open, so I was able to feel the wind against my face as Alvarez drove a little too fast. It was fine, it feels a lot nicer this way.

“I was just wondering…” I spoke out of the blue, finally remembering a question I meant to ask earlier.

“What is it?”

“Isn’t your ex holding a party here? The model– Ah, wait. I think there are too many…” I looked up to think, trying to remember whose i********: post that was.

Alvarez glanced at me, brows furrowed. “What are you talking about? And how do you even know that?”

“Your life’s all over the mass media, you dolt. Of course, somehow, I’d come across news about you.”

Is he not aware of how famous he is? I snorted and tried to check my account, hoping I’d come across something about that party. Alvarez would surely be invited, right? But this guy would never fail to show up at such a place. Besides, everyone’s always waiting for his arrival…

“This!” I exclaimed and showed the picture to him.

“Oh, Stella? I got invited.”

Knew it!

I tilted my head to the side, curious. “Why didn’t you go, though?”

“And what? Leave you by yourself in the hotel? No, thanks.”

“Oh? What a sweet husband you are.” I smirked as I crossed my arms over my chest.

He scowled at me, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. “Did you want me to leave you there or something?”

“Yeah, so I can enjoy the jacuzzi alone.”

“Jokes on you, then.”

“Mm-hmm. You missed your chance to meet acquaintances that are present here, though.”

He snickered. “Who cares? My wife’s not invited, so I don’t see why I should be there just to meet them.”

Oh…

Right, I wasn’t invited. I’ve known Stella since we went to the same college, but I never really got close to her. I belonged to a different circle because she was quite picky with who she hung out with.

What a shame, though. That party seemed to be very luxurious. And not to mention, his friends are going to be there. I wonder how he declined the invitation…

I guess Alvarez is indeed a loyal man. Despite so many scandals with women, there was never any news of him cheating on a partner. Of course, now that he’s been tied to one woman, he’d probably devote his entirety to me until our marriage has been nullified.

“What are you looking at me like that for?” Alvarez asked as he looked back at me.

I shook my head as I finished another stick of street food. “Nothing. Just wondering if you can stay loyal to me until we end this.”

“Diaz, you already know I will.”

Of course I know. He’s always been a man of his promises. He swore to me that he would not leave until he was sure that we’d made a full recovery. There was a lot more than that, actually. There was that assurance that he wouldn’t treat me like s**t either.

I’m the one who’s been tormenting him all this time, and that’s the truth. Sexually and mentally, though. Sure, he insults me and teases me all the time, but he’s never truly hurt me in any way. I think…

The day I make him hurt me is the day we’re both going down. Perhaps I should tread more carefully from now on or I’ll end up stepping on a landmine I should never even come across.

I imagine it’ll be a dilemma we may not overcome…

“How do you think the divorce will go after all this?” I asked as I looked up at the sky, my vision of them slowly being obstructed by the skyscrapers.

“Who knows…” was the only thing that came out of Alvarez’s mouth.

“The plan was to quietly separate without alerting the media, right?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“That’s going to be difficult.”

“Uh-huh. Considering they’re always trailing my ass,” he replied, chuckling.

Oh, he laughed a little. I thought he was awkward with the topic as he didn’t talk much, but I guess he just didn’t know how to reply to my question.

That’s my answer. Probably.

Back when we were at Grandpa Emil’s house, he spouted some things I thought would make this difficult for the both of us. I’ve actually been meaning to talk to him about what he said because I was afraid I could have misunderstood it.

A somewhat suffocating air filled the car after that conversation, or perhaps it was just me who felt that way. Alvarez seemed completely fine, as if he never felt awkward with that topic. Well, I guess that’s the man who would always throw things away like nothing once he’s done with them. Now, that makes things a lot easier.

Either way, I’m enjoying my time right now. I don’t want to pop my happy bubble just because of things that don’t even make any sense.

Oh, but one last thing.

“Hey, do you consider how your life would be if you never married me?”

“Probably shit.”

I blinked twice at him. “Why?”

“I doubt I’d even be able to eat with all that work…” he trailed off as he glanced at me. “That’s why I owe you.”

Oh…

I guess I really did help him out this time. Right, I’ve been taking quite good care of him lately. I guess it just…naturally came out of me. Perhaps it was because I was always the one caring for the people around me.

Well, I’m glad he’d have fewer reasons to throw me out earlier than planned. I just have to make sure this holds out until the end!

“How did you survive your previous visits? Who took care of you?”

“Alvarez chuckled as he sped up once again. “No one. I had scheduled food deliveries, but I would often forget to eat. I almost starved myself to death once.”

“Oh? Never heard of that.”

“Well, I had a private doctor at the time and I refused to tell anyone about it. It was a good thing that I had recovered easily.”

That was quite strange to hear. Aside from being quite a control-freak, he’s very organized. He always tries to avoid fatigue in some way and would often take measures so he’d stay healthy.

So now that I’m learning that he stressed himself out like that, I began to wonder if he’s relying on me to help him out in terms of that now. I mean, I never saw him organize meal schedules or call his doctor for anything lately.

I grinned at him. “Oh, what would you do without me?”

“Croak to death.”

My smile dropped with the boring answer. “You’re no fun.”

“As if I’d let you have your way with me just because I can’t shut you up while I drive.”

“This is why your d**k’s small.” It’s not, though.

“Yeah, yeah. It is. Now, shut up. Or talk about something else.”

Hmm? Is he pent up or something? Or is he running out of stuff to retort back to me? Damn, maybe he really is that tired, after all. I want to tell him to take us home and rest already…

But I thought a reward would be better. He deserves one, after all.

“Small? Can I see?”

His grip on the steering wheel tightened immediately. I chuckled when I saw him gritting his teeth, enough for his veins to show. Wow, that was all it took to provoke him.

“You wouldn’t want to test me, you know that…” he warned as he tried to keep his sanity.

“Oh, I would. And you also know that.”

Ah, yes. Tension filled the air as I rolled the windows up, making sure Alvarez knew what I was doing. As I have said, he has done well these past few days, and he deserves a good reward.

However, Alvarez didn’t budge! He just kept driving, looking awkward as he tried to restrain himself. Damn, is he trying to take me somewhere? Maybe I should check the map or something. Ah, technology is amazing.

Oh. Wait, are we heading to the port…?

“The port? Are we allowed there?”

Alvarez sighed. “Can you not talk for a few minutes? I’m trying to focus here.”

“Why don’t you pull up for a while?”

He looked at me, his eyes seemingly clouded with lust. “Diaz. I’m warning you.”

“I’m just saying!” I replied, smirking. Oh, how nice it is to have him look like he’s about to do everything I say. That’s the look he always gives me when we’re doing it and there’s something about it that strangely makes me feel like his world revolves around me.

Oh, that…sounded so strange, and somewhat toxic…

“You’ve been doing so great, you know…” I trailed off as I stared at him. “I thought you ought to receive something nice.”

He snapped. Finally.

I smiled when he pulled up by the nearest sidewalk, as if he couldn’t take it anymore. He quickly adjusted the car seats and looked at me, as if he was waiting for me to do what I needed to.

Quickly, I went down on him and held onto his thighs as I watched his c**k spring up onto my face. As soon as my lips touched the tip, he threw his head back and covered his eyes with his arm.

Oh, no, you don’t.

With my left hand, I grabbed his arm and made him look at me. I threw my pride away to do this for him, yet he’s not going to watch me? He has to.

“f**k…” he muttered when I traced his d**k up and down with my touch, and then wrapped my lips on the tip to suck on it. I licked his slit with my tongue as I did that, making him grab my hair. “Damn, Diaz, when did you become so damn good at this?”

I thought he meant that he’d let me do as I please with that…

But I was wrong.

Tears welled up at the sides of my eyes when he pushed my head down, with my mouth deep throating him. The harsh feeling of having him poking down my throat, as if he was trying to destroy my mouth. But I allowed him to.

Even when I was gagging already, I tried to take it as he thrusted into my wet mouth, his groans and the sounds of him thrusting into my mouth filling the car. I had to hold onto his thighs to make sure I wouldn’t accidentally fall.

And finally…

He slowly pulled out a little, still grabbing my hair, as he thrusted his entirety deep into my mouth. I felt it twitch against my mouth as he came inside my mouth.

“Swallow.”

Damn, that was definitely an order.

Alvarez bit his lower lip, grinning, as he watched me swallow everything. He leaned in and wiped the tears that fell from my eyes, looking satisfied.

“You’re good at this,” he told me as he cupped my cheek and made me sit on his lap to kiss me.

Oh, gosh…