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After dinner, he took me to a rooftop bar with a view that made me gasp. The entire Strip stretched out before us, a glittering carnival of lights and possibility.
“Like it?” he asked, pressing against my back as we stood at the railing.
“It’s beautiful.”
“Not as beautiful as you.” His lips brushed my ear.
I turned slightly to look at him, our faces inches apart. “You always know what to say, don’t you?”
His grin was positively wicked. “Only when it’s true.”
We left the rooftop bar and strolled down the bustling streets of Las Vegas. The city buzzed with energy, a sensory overload of neon lights, music, and laughter.
Alexander’s hand found the small of my back, guiding me through the crowd with an ease that spoke
of his confidence.
We made our way to the front of the Bellagio Hotel, where a crowd had gathered to watch the famous fountain show. As the music started and the water danced in sync with it, I couldn’t help but be mesmerized. The jets of water shot high into the air, illuminated by colorful lights that painted the
night sky.
Alexander stood close behind me, his hands resting on my hips. I leaned back into him slightly, feeling the warmth of his body against mine.
“It’s beautiful,” I murmured.
“Yes,” he replied, but I had a feeling he wasn’t talking about the fountains.
After the show, we wandered through the opulent lobby of Caesar’s Palace. The marble floors gleamed under crystal chandeliers, and the air smelled faintly of money and expensive perfume.
Alexander led me through rows of slot machines and gaming tables until we reached a quieter corner.
“Ever played blackjack?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye.
I shook my head. “I’m not much of a gambler.”
“Don’t worry; I’ll teach you.”
We sat at a table, and Alexander placed a generous stack of chips in front of me. The dealer gave us each two cards, and Alexander explained the rules in a low voice that made it hard to concentrate on
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anything else.
“Just follow my lead,” he said with a wink.
I ended up winning more than I lost, thanks mostly to Alexander’s guidance and occasional hints.
We laughed together as I collected my winnings–an amount that seemed small to him but felt like a fortune to me.
“Beginner’s luck,” he teased as we left the table.
“And an excellent teacher,” I shot back playfully.
Our next stop was Fremont Street, where we watched street performers and took in the dazzling light show overhead. A man dressed as Elvis serenaded us with “Can’t Help Falling in Love,” prompting an eye roll from Alexander and giggles from me.
“How cliché,” he muttered, though there was amusement in his eyes.
By now, my feet were starting to ache from all the walking, so we ducked into a nearby café for some
coffee.
We sat by the window, watching people pass by outside while sipping our drinks.
“So,” I said after taking a long sip of my latte, “is this how you usually spend your nights in Vegas?”
“Not quite. Usually involves more business meetings and less sightseeing.”
“I’m honored then.”
“As you should be.” His tone was teasing but sincere.
We continued our exploration until late into the night.
At one point, we stumbled upon an impromptu dance performance right on the sidewalk. A group of breakdancers had drawn a circle of spectators with their impressive moves.
Alexander watched them for a moment before turning to me with a mischievous glint in his eye.
Care for a dance?”
“In public?” I hesitated but felt giddy at the idea.
“No one will care.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me into an empty space nearby.
The music was infectious, with a fast beat that made it impossible to stand still.
Alexander spun me around effortlessly, his movements smooth and confident. Despite my initial embarrassment, I found myself laughing and trying to keep up with him.
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We must have looked ridiculous, two well–dressed people dancing awkwardly among street performers, but it was fun and liberating in ways I’d never expected. When we finally stopped, breathless and laughing uncontrollably, even some of the breakdancers applauded us good- naturedly.
“Told you no one would care,” Alexander said smugly as we walked away from our impromptu performance.
“Alright, Mr. Knight,” I conceded playfully between gasps for breath. “You win this round.”
Eventually, fatigue set in from all our adventures, so we decided it was time to head back to our
resort at last.
The elevator ride back to our suite felt longer than usual, my feet aching in my heels. His hand rested on my lower back, his thumb tracing small circles that made it hard to focus on my discomfort.
“Tired?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.
“A little. Someone kept me quite busy today.”
His lips curved into a wicked smile. “I don’t recall hearing any complaints.”
The elevator dinged, and we stepped out into the hallway. He pulled out the keycard but fumbled with it slightly – a rare moment of imperfection that made me smile.
“Having trouble?” I couldn’t resist teasing.
He shot me a look that made heat pool in my stomach. “Careful, Miss Harper. I might have to punish you for that sass.”
Inside the suite, I kicked off my heels with a sigh of relief. The diamonds at my throat caught the city lights streaming through the windows, reminding me of his earlier gift.
“Would you like a drink?” he asked, already heading to the bar.
“Water would be nice.” I sank onto the plush couch, rubbing my feet.
He returned with two glasses – water for me, whiskey for him. Instead of sitting beside me, he lifted my feet onto his lap and began massaging them.
“Oh god,” I moaned as his thumbs worked out the soreness. “That feels amazing.”
“I have many talents,” he said with that infuriating smirk of his.
“So modest, too.”
His fingers moved higher, kneading my calves. “I thought we discussed that sass of yours.
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I bit my lip, trying not to smile. “Did we? I must have forgotten.”
His hands stilled. “Stand up.”
His commanding voice sent a shiver down my spine. I stood, watching as he loosened his tie with deliberate slowness.
“Turn around.”
I complied, my heart racing as I felt him move behind me.
“You’ve been quite bold tonight. First at dinner, then with the dancing, and now this attitude.”
His hand came down on my ass with a sharp slap, and I gasped more in surprise than pain. The sound echoed in the quiet room, and I felt my face flush with a mix of embarrassment and something else, something that made my skin tingle and my heart race.
I twisted my head to look at him over my shoulder. “Mr. Knight! What was that for?”
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