Sold To the Grizzly Don (Alcee and Bruno) novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158

Alcee was surprised, “you really want to go through with it? Won’t Kylen be angry?”

“He has no right to express any kind of emotion where I am concerned. I also moved all my stuff into my own condo this morning. He will get one hell of a surprise when he gets home tonight after work.”

“Yeah, I mean I can absolutely help you with it. I’ll get it all set up. When we’re back at the office, I’ll come up to your desk and we’ll go through some things about what you want it to look like. How soon do you want it to happen? What is your minimum bid? You need to get a physical done and we’ll post the test results. It needs to confirm your virginity and how you are STD clear.”

“The fact you know this blows my mind,” Lorita snickered.

“The fact your brother needed to post his own sexual health history and failed to mention he was diagnosed with chlamydia in the past is going to make me more vigilant for Genevra.”

“Question,” Amal looked at Genevra, “actually two questions. One, what did you do to Kylen’s apartment which is going to give him a surprise and two, what if he bids?”

“One,” Genevra held up her first finger, “I trashed his bedroom and ensuite bathroom. He made me sleep in a child’s bedroom. The bastard left out kids‘ cereal for me this morning on the table.”

“No.” The four other women dragged the word out together.

“He’s so passive aggressive and petty.”

“Why?” Alcee questioned curiously. “Specifically, why cereal?”

“Because when he was driving me home the other night after the mess of the dinner, he buckled my seat belt for me. We were in the back seat of the town car, and I didn’t put it on. Fine, I know I should but it’s like a limo. If I get in a taxi do I put a seatbelt on? No.”

“Yes.” Amal shot her a look. “Especially in New York. Cabbies are nuts.”

“Well, I didn’t want to, and he forced me into the seatbelt and then said his little niece has more common sense than me. Whatever. Then when we got back to his place, I was thirsty, so I poured myself a glass of milk. He got bent out of shape because I drank a glass of milk. It’s a good source of calcium and vitamin D.”

“It’s the only D you’re getting.” Susana snorted and Alcee giggled.

Genevra shot them glares but Alcee shrugged, “she’s not wrong. We’ll fix it though.”

“Which brings me to Amal’s second question, he won’t. He definitely won’t.”

“Why?”

“Because” Genevra bit her bottom lip and looked away, “after his comment on the milk thing last night I took my dress off right there in the kitchen with him standing there. He just stood there with his arms folded over his chest and unless he has a micro peen and neither a grower nor shower, he was not affected by me standing in his kitchen drinking milk wearing nothing but a lace thong panty.”

“Wait, he was unbothered,” Alcee questioned aghast.

“Completely unbothered. I didn’t even have a bra with my dress last night. Just the thong and even then it was scandalous. Didn’t even flinch. Looked me up and down with his arms crossed over his chest, told me to drink my milk like a good girl and to go to bed and to make sure I put my clothes in the hamper.”

“Fuck off,” Amal gripped Genevra’s arm. “He did not.”

“He calls me brat. He treats me like a child. He is clearly not sexually interested.”

“Maybe he tucked it or something. You know, like drag queens.” Susan hypothesized. “Maybe he pulled it all back in case you turned him on at dinner.”

“He also has a date tonight. Some model. I hope the only brand of lucky he gets tonight is when he crawls into his bed to find the charms I

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dumped into it.”

“Oh, tell me it had the milk in it.” Alcee leaned forward excitedly.

“Lucky Charms with milk in his bed. I dumped an entire brand–new bottle of baby powder all over his bathroom. Want to call me a baby? I’ll give you baby. I also dumped baby oil all over his bathtub and shower. Hope he breaks a limb.” She was lost in a memory, “I also maybe, perhaps,” her eyes narrowed, and the girls exchanged nervous glances as one of Genevra’s eyelids twitched worriedly, “hung a bunch of old man cardigans in his closet and threw out his suit jackets. There’s a thrift store on the corner near him. I went down and bought that old man some old man sweaters that reek of mothballs. His suit jackets are in a garbage disposal chute in his building.”

“Oh, my fucking god, you’re a genius!” Lorita was howling with laughter. “This is the best thing I ever heard.”

The girls all joined in on the laughter.

Alcee looked at her phone as it buzzed on the table. “Ugh, Torq is looking for me again.”

“Why now?” Genevra asked.

“He wants me to work out of his office. He’s literally already ordered the men to move my desk from the IT department up to his office. Tank and a few other guys were doing it earlier. He wants me close. He’s smothering the fuck out of me. I mean the bubble bath and back massage and cuddles before I fell asleep were nice, but I woke up to morning wood poking my back and he didn’t do anything with it. He gave me some garbage about needing to earn back his place.”

“You didn’t have make–up sex?”

“Nope. Though,” she cocked her head as she looked at the message he sent her in follow–up to the one about coming to his office, “maybe he’s not taken a vow of chastity right yet.”

“What do you mean?”

“He said he booked a tattoo appointment and needs to see the source of his inspiration before he goes.” She got up from the table, shoved her cookie towards Susana, “you can have it. My dessert is waiting.”

“What kind of tattoo is he getting? Your boobs or something? Tell me he’s not putting your boobs on him.

“Nope. My scar.” Her eyes were already on the door as she took off to inspire her man.

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I hope Genevra finds someone that’ll treat her nicely that’s not Kylen. he had his chance