𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄|(𝐄.𝐁 𝟏𝟖+)

t h i r t y o n e

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Claudia's pov
I felt my jaw drop at the sight of the place we were staying at here in Paris.

"Erich are you fucking serious? This place is bigger then your place and mine in San Francisco COMBINED." I exclaimed and he laughed.

"I used to visit this place every summer for the past five years. I did touch ups as soon as I saw how much money APPLSN received after our official launch." He explained and got his butler to put our bags in our room.

"Claudia." He called and I trailed behind him. The living room was absolutely breathtaking.

The dining table was long and large, and on it was two champagne glasses with a expensive looking champagne.

"What is that champagne?" I asked.

"It's called Taste of Diamonds." He said and poured it into the glasses. I grabbed it and took a sip. The liquid looked so foreign, but it tasted divine.

"Oh...oh my goodness." I said after I swallowed.

"How is it?" He asked.

"I've never tasted anything like it." I responded after I put it down.

"It's two million dollars." He said and I almost choked.

"WHAT?! I JUST DRANK LIKE TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS?!" I yelled and he chugged the entire thing.

"And I just drank one hundred thousand. Relax, I have a whole shelf downstairs for it." He said and I perked up.

A whole shelf? Like an alcohol collection?

"Show me." I said and he put the glass down. He held his hand out and I grabbed it.

We lead me to the back of the house, where there was a door with a HUGE lock on it. He grabbed the key from his pants pocket and opened it. He looked at me, his gaze insanely serious.

"Do not touch a thing down there Claudia unless you ask. That entire room is about five hundred million dollars." He said. I felt myself start to sweat.

"Okay." I said and he went first. He held his hand out, and I looked down. There was a few flights of stairs. I grabbed his hand and we started to walk.

As the stairs slowly came to an end, I got nervous. My family and I were middle class, never being around any type of luxury. Erich had all the money in the world, and was getting even more money by the minute.

He opened the door, and I nearly had a stroke.

In the room was an entire alcohol collection. The beginning had simple alcohol such as Smirnoff, Tito's, and New Amsterdam.

But towards the end, there was whole sections for different alcohol.

Everything had names, numbers, what type of alcohol, and the price.

At the end, there was alcohol priced in thousands, hundred thousands, and millions.

"Now I know why you like alcohol so much." I whispered as I stalked the giant bottles.

"Took about five years to collect." He said and suddenly wrapped his hands around my waist. I shivered at the temperature of his hands.

"This is amazing." I said to him as I laid my head back on his chest. He kept me up, and we stared.

"It is, isn't it? My best collection ever." He said and I walked up to one of the vodka's that were priced at five million dollars.

"You want to try it?" He asked and I laughed.

"Are you kidding? First of all, I hate vodka. Second of all, that one shot or sip I'll take will be fifty thousand dollars." I said and he laughed.

"If you don't want to try it, then let's go upstairs." He said and I walked away. We quickly walked out, and he closed the door lightly. We walked up the stairs and suddenly Erich grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder.

"ERICH!" I yelled, but it came out giggly. He slapped my ass as he ran, and soon we were out of the room. He locked and threw me on the couch, climbing on top of me.

"Erich stop." I giggled out, both of us laughing our asses off.

"You wanted to visit the palace, right?" He asked while grabbing me and sitting me on his lap.

"I want to visit many places. The palace, the Eiffel Tower, The cathedral, and more." I said while running my hands through his hair. He nodded.

"I have many ties to Paris. We can visit all the places you want to, without anyone bothering." He said, his hand resting on my thighs.

"Erich we can see it while other people are there." I said and he shook his head. He looked at me, our gazes on each other. I didn't know what to do, as the current situation was so intimate and he was so intimidating.

"I want the next three weeks to be about us. No people, no office, no lawyers, no police, no bullshit. It's just us." He said and brought his hand to my cheek, caressing it. I couldn't help myself as we both leaned in, and our lips met each other.

This kiss wasn't like something we've had. I didn't know if it was the fact that were in the city of love, or the fact that were just surrounded in this breath taking mansion that was so old fashioned and divine, but it was so passionate.

Erich's hand caressed me even harder, one hand going to my neck. He squeezed as I moaned in his mouth.

I didn't even realize, but I was grinding myself against him. We pulled apart and he let out a low groan as I moved faster.

His lips found mine, and he stuck his tongue in my mouth. He picked me up and led me to the bedroom. He placed me gently on the soft bed.

Ooo sleeping here tonight will be so pleasuring. I kissed him, and laughed as I pulled back.

"We weren't here even a day and you're already leading me into sex." I teased against his lips, and he pulled down my shorts.

"This is not even the beginning my love."

A/N
Double chapter because the other one was utterly garbage. Hope you enjoyed. 250 reads + 35 votes for thirty two-Julia♥︎

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