Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Stop Rejecting Me

Brianna

“That teeter too close to the lines I am trying not to cross. I think Bryce would appreciate knowing I took you there, he doesn't want you involved in our business.” He reminded me of my brother's words.

“Fine,” I muttered.

He won't stop me, I will go there one day. His expression told me he didn't believe my sudden obedience.

“Don't,” he warned me again.

“I said, okay.” I huffed.

“I am not stupid, I know you are only trying to shut me up and you will just go there anyways on your own time.” His tone was clipped.

“You might be able to stop me from going to your club but I I know there are other sex clubs in the city. I will find one and I must definitely go there.” I bit my lip to hide my satisfaction in his angry expression.

“You aren't going anywhere.” He snapped.

“Brianna, if I find out you went to one, whether it is mine or not, I will burn the fucking place to the ground.” He growled, I rolled my eyes.

“Then, take me there, if you are there, you can control the experience. I just want to see it.” I said, he cracked his neck in aggravation and looked down at me with a scary expression.

“Not tonight,” he agreed, my gut flipped in both nerves and excitement.

“But you will do it? You will take me?” I asked.

“You can't tell your brother.” He warned me with a stern finger. I nodded profusely, I can't believe he agreed.

I know it was because he would rather be there than have me go venture out on my own.

“I promise I won't.” I looked at him in those seductive eyes of his.

I love the feeling of his hand every time he places it on my lower back to guide me somewhere. His touch heats places inside me that I didn't know existed until him. When we got to the car, he didn't immediately step inside.

“I am going to make a quick call.” He told me before turning his back.

“Our setup is ready, we will be heading there now.” He said.

I was excited to see what it was, the anticipation has built up but maybe it is something simple and I am overthinking it. Then again, why would he withhold telling me about it unless it was something cool.

When we arrived, it looked like a part of Port Harcourt. I didn't even realize where we were until we walked up to the building and he pointed up.

“The empire state building.” He said and then it clicked.

“Oh that is cool. I heard the view is nice.” I smiled, when we got in, we were immediately addressed which surprised me.

“Mr. Harold, it is a pleasure. Ma'am.” The man nodded his head in acknowledgment of me, I said hello and followed them to the elevator that would bring us up.

“You have the reservation until midnight.” The man said, but I didn't understand his reference until we got up to the roof and it was completely empty.

“Wait,” I swiveled my head to Callan's direction.

“I don't like crowds.” He mumbled, leading me out.

“We have the whole roof to ourselves?” How the hell did you do that?” I was shocked.

“Friends in high places.” He smirked.

The view of the twinkling lights was lovely, I looked on in awe of it all and to be able to avoid the crowds who flocks here. I felt lucky, really lucky. I used to barely afford rent and now suddenly I have so many luxuries handed to me. I don't know what I have done to deserve this, I almost felt like I don't deserve it at all.

“So?” I heard his deep voice behind me, I turned from the view to see him standing there on all broad shoulders and with his natural fitness. It looks like he truly was the king of this city, overlooking his kingdom from the sky.

“You have spoiled me today, I don't even know what to say except thank you, truly.” I smiled, he nodded and stepped to the ledge to look on.

Glancing at his back, the pull I have towards him is insatiable. I wanted this man, so I decided to step right beside him to the point of our arms touching with how close I came. He glanced down at me from the corner of his eye, but he didn't move.

“You are an impressive person.” I said after a beat of silence.

“How so?” He asked.

“You run all these businesses, you are wealthy at a young age and you seem to know a lot of people. To pull something like this off, it is impressive.” I waved around us.

“It is all about the people you know,” he shrugged.

“And the people who want to impress you, they wouldn't agree otherwise.” I pointed out.

“Money talks,” he said and my face fell.

“I hope you didn't have to pay for this, I can't imagine how expensive this would be. As it is, you didn't let me pay for the museum tickets, or dinner or drinks.” I frowned, his eyes raked over me once before he cleared his throat and addressed me again.

“I can afford it, I don't want to talk about money with you.” He closed the topic. I decided to just take the time we have to enjoy this.

When he turned me to face him, I knew what I wanted to do and I was just going to go for it. He must have thought I was going to argue his last point, so he stood in waiting. Instead of talking, I went up on my toes and pressed my lips to his. He leaned into the kiss for a second before realizing what he was doing. He grabbed either of my shoulders and pulled me back enough to part us. I looked up at him without a word, was he really going to stop this? His eyes were flickering with wild flames as he looked down at me and then he gaged in. He grabbed my face and brought our lips back together again. His arm snaked around me and brought me to him, almost pulling me off my own feet.

My toes held me steady while he deepened our kiss. My arms were around his neck and his hands began to explore my curves but only for a second before he controlled himself again. He pulled us apart and breathed heavily in front of me. Our forehands were touching and his eyes were closed as he cursed under his breath.

“We can't.” He said in a frustrated tone.

When I pulled my forehead off his, I just blinked up at him. If he had fully controlled himself this time, or if he had caved and leaned into this sexual tension between us. It can be unbearable at times.

“The whole night can stay between us, stop rejecting me.” I said, he clenched his jaw and turned his head away from me.

He is fighting himself, I can see his rigid he is. Like he is restraining himself from physically grabbing me again. Those inked hands ran through his hair one after the other.

'Don't fight this.’ I internally begged.