Then Ryder entered the dining room again, looking at his brother first before looking at me.
"I need to go to work. Cariño, you want me to drive you home?" He asked and I nodded, standing up as I grabbed my plate.
"Don't worry about that, I will clean off the table." Alejandro said and I smiled at him. I then looked at Ryder, the two of us making our way upstairs again.
"Is it okay if I keep your clothes? I will give them back to you sometime." I said as we entered the room I have- nevermind, we have slept in.
"You don't even have to ask, it's more than okay with me." He smiled at me.
"I will go get ready in my room and then come get you, okay?" He asked and I just nodded. He left the room again and I walked over to the nightstand.
I now pulled the sweats on, tying the string as tight as possible so they wouldn't fall down and present my whole ass to the world.
I then grabbed my handbag, taking my phone out as I looked at it. I just scrolled through it, when I suddenly saw that a new number was added.
Your husband.
I internally screamed and I couldn't stop the wide grin from forming on my face. And I especially couldn't stop staring at the contact.
After a few more minutes, I heard the door open behind me. I turned around, wanting to make a cheeky comment about the name he saved his number as in my phone, when I suddenly felt as if someone had punched the air out of me. My eyes widen a bit as I stared at him.
Oh holy fucking shit-
He was wearing a pretty tight black suit, a white button up underneath and a deep red tie around his neck.
"You like what you see?" He smirked and I just quickly stood up while grabbing my stuff.
"I do." I just said while walking over to him, looking up at him.
"You have a problem with that, handsome?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow at him which just made him smirk even wider.
His hand placed on my cheek and I could immediately feel a shiver run down my spine, and the fact that he ran his thumb over my lower lip did not make it any better.
"Not at all, cariño. Stare as much as you want." He just chuckled before letting go off me, turning around as he walked out. I quickly walked after him, in one hand my heels as my bra and dress was in my other, my handbag around my shoulder.
As we were now in front of the door, I held onto the bag of his suit, stopping him from walking.
"Let me just put my heels o-"
"No time for that." He said before throwing me over his shoulder, making me squeal as I felt him walking with me.
Why is he so fucking strong-?
"You can put them on in the car." He said while walking to his car, stopping in front of it. He opened the door to the passenger seat, before carefully putting me down into the soft leather seat.
He closed the door before walking around the car, sitting down in the driver's seat.
"So cariño, now tell me your address." He said while already pulling out of the driveway. I told him my address and he nodded.
I put on my heels, before leaning back in the seat.
"I now have a serious question for you." He hummed, glancing over at me one time before his eyes focused back onto the street.
"What the fuck are you working as-? You live in a fucking mansion which is huge and you drive a Ferrari." I said, looking over at him.
A smirk formed on his face before a low chuckle left his mouth. Just then we stopped at a red light, his face turning to me as he looked deep into my eyes.
"I own a big business that I inherited from my father. You think this is my only car? I have more than enough cars, every brand you can imagine." My eyes widen at his words, and then he looked at the front again, smirk still on his face, before he continued driving.
Jesus christ.
The rest of the drive was filled with an comfortable silence, as he then stopped in front of my apartment building. I looked over at him, now a small grin forming on my face as I leaned over to him.
"I will text you later, my husband." I whispered into his ear before exiting his car, making my way inside without looking back at him.
I didn't turn around because I was aware that I was blushing as a result of what I had just said. I had a big smile on my face while being in the elevator, my mind filled with this perfect man.
But when I opened the door to my apartment, my smile was quickly wiped off my face.
"What the actual fuck?!"

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