My Little Temptress

#6: Burn

The drive to the Royals was smooth, the city lights blurring past as Knox leaned back in the leather seat of the car. His thoughts were still on Felicia—her enigmatic smile, the way she always knew how to play her cards close to her chest. Tonight, he wasn’t just meeting with her for business; there was a different kind of tension in the air, one that he couldn’t ignore. He wasn’t sure if it was the power dynamic between them or something more personal, but he knew he had to approach this carefully.

As the car pulled up to the grand entrance of the Royals, Knox’s gaze lingered on the sleek, modern exterior of the five-star hotel. The place was a testament to his family’s influence and wealth, a symbol of everything they controlled. He stepped out of the car, his black suit crisp and immaculate, his every move deliberate.

Inside, the Royals exuded opulence—gold accents on dark wood, crystal chandeliers that caught the light just right, and the quiet hum of the elite mingling. He made his way to the private suite where he had arranged to meet Felicia, his steps confident, his mind already focusing on the night ahead.

The door opened to reveal the suite, luxurious and intimate, the soft lighting setting the perfect mood. A bottle of expensive red wine sat on a table beside a pair of glasses, the crystal shining as it caught the light. The view from the windows showcased the sprawling city, the lights flickering in the distance like a sea of stars. The room felt personal—like an oasis of comfort amidst the chaos of their world.

Felicia was already there, seated on the edge of the couch, her silhouette alluring under the soft glow of the lights. She was dressed in a sleek black dress that clung to her curves, the fabric shimmering with every movement she made. Her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders in loose waves, and her eyes—those captivating eyes—were locked on him as he entered.

“Well, well,” she said, her voice low and velvety, a teasing smile curling on her lips. “I didn’t expect you to make me wait this long. You’re lucky I’m in the mood to entertain you.”

Knox closed the door behind him, his eyes narrowing in amusement. “I like to keep people on their toes,” he replied, his voice smooth, almost predatory. He moved toward her, the air between them thick with unspoken tension. “Besides, you know how things work between us. Business first, pleasure second.”

Felicia’s smile deepened as she stood up, walking toward him with a grace that seemed almost predatory herself. “Always the businessman, Knox,” she murmured, her fingers trailing lightly along his chest. “But I’m sure we can mix the two, don’t you think?”

Before Knox could respond, Felicia closed the distance between them, her lips capturing his in a kiss that was slow at first, as if testing the waters. But soon, the kiss deepened, a mix of heat and intensity that had them both forgetting the boundaries they usually kept. Felicia’s hands slid under his jacket, pulling him closer, while Knox’s hands found her waist, gripping her firmly.

Knox then broke the kiss as he whispered, "Now let's get to business." He smirked, and then someone knocked on the door. "Looks like your male lead is here," he said, smirking as he left to open the door.

Felicia just smirked as she knew what would happen. She sat on the bed, and then Knox came in together with Viktor. "Now let's get this over with." He took something from the drawer; it's a s*x toy. "You two know what to do. I want an explicit show," he said with a mischievous grin and left the room.

Know went back to his car and when he opened his phone there he saw Felicia and Viktor