Vin stepped out of the car first and extended his hand. I took it and exited the vehicle, realizing we were in the underground private parking. Of course, he was the owner and had his own parking in his hotel.
He took my hand possessively and led me to the elevator, which took us to the hotel's reception area. It was a grand hall.
"Are you going to check on progress?" I asked curiously, looking around at the beautiful interior. Vin had clearly invested wisely.
"No, I'm not in the mood to work right now," he said, looking down at me with desire as he followed behind. And I knew exactly what his mood was at that moment.
"The hotel is stunningly beautiful and opulent," I remarked, casting a fleeting glance over my shoulder at him.
He scanned the surroundings, his gaze lingering on me bef
