Chapter 161
Chapter 161:
I was sketching my latest design when Zal walked into the office with purpose, like a man on a mission.
“Ah, my dear cousin… how can I help you today?” Ghazi greeted him, leaning back in his chair, looking effortlessly handsome as always.
“You don’t have to worry about your uncles anymore,” Zal said as he took a seat in front of Ghazi’s desk. Ghazi looked at me, and I nodded in response, a silent exchange of understanding between us. I smiled at him, knowing exactly what he wanted. I got up from the sofa, walked over to the liquor cabinet, and poured three glasses of his finest whiskey. It was a celebration, after all, and I could tell Zal was feeling good about avenging what had happened to Oscar.
I placed Zal’s drink in front of him, then walked over to Ghazi, handing him his glass. I grinned when he pulled me down to sit on his lap while Zal continued talking about how he and his men had surrounded his uncles’ safehouse and carried out his revenge. His aunts had played the victims, begging for their lives, but Zal had graciously let them go, telling them to leave the country and never return.
“I told them they can’t come back under any circumstances,” Zal said. “I’ve ordered our men to finish them off if they try to return in the future. I don’t feel great about letting them live, but sometimes it’s better to leave someone alive to tell the story of how wrong it is to mess with us p>
We all raised our glasses to that.
“So, how’s Oscar?” I asked, knowing that Ghazi wouldn’t mention it. He was protecting my feelings, not wanting me to feel insecure. But I was stronger now, and I wanted to know about Oscar. In some ways, I could see a bit of myself in his eyes.
“Oscar is settling into my place,” Ghazi replied. “He’s been window shopping for a new place near his work, but I told him I have the final say when it comes to security measures.” Zal’s eyes brightened as he spoke about his boyfriend. It had been a while, and I knew it would take time, but I hoped the four of us could become close. I wanted us to be able to sit together for a meal and talk about our days.
Seeing Zal happy made me feel hopeful.
The love he had for Oscar was so obvious, and I couldn’t help but feel happy for Ghazi’s ex.
When Zal finally left and Ghazi finished with his work, it didn’t take long for me to settle onto his desk. My legs were parted as I pulled him closer and kissed him deeply.
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“Mmhmm… I could never get enough of having your ass on my desk,” Ghazi murmured. His hands caressed my thighs, and his eyes locked with mine as he slowly stood up, positioning himself between my knees. One hand grabbed the small of my back, pulling me against him, while he leaned down to capture my lips with his. I opened my mouth instinctively, letting his tongue explore as he indulged in the hunger between us. My hands roamed his back, eager to touch every inch of him, no matter how often I had him in my arms.
“I love you,” I whispered, my voice husky as I let him undress me, leaving me naked on his desk, my cock already leaking from his touch.
“I love you too, my beautiful Remy,” Ghazi said with a sexy smirk. “Now sit while I grab something that will make you look perfect, sitting naked on my desk p>
I felt a rush of anticipation as I watched him head toward his desk drawer. He told me to close my eyes, and I obeyed.
This wasn’t the first time we had done this. In the past few weeks, he’d cuffed my wrists, given me a butt plug, and once, even nipple clamps. I couldn’t help but wonder what new toy he had in mind this time.
“Keep them closed, okay?” Ghazi instructed.
“Ghazi, hurry,” I whined, and he chuckled, pressing his lips gently to my forehead.
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