Chapter 220/Obsessed With Cock

Chapter 220: 220/Obsessed With Cock

Chapter 220

Stephanie’s point of view

Alexander intervened in a firm, authoritative tone, cutting off the discussion. "That’s enough, Grandfather... Or would you prefer we go back to ripping each other apart?"

The old man threw his hands up in surrender. "Of course not!"

I wiped my hands on a napkin and stood up from my seat. "I’m heading over to Kyra’s today."

Cedric immediately turned to me with interest. "Should I drop you off?"

"No need," I replied, grabbing my purse. "I’ll take my car."

Alexander and Cedric both stood up in unison to escort me out to the front entrance. I walked over to my car parked in the courtyard, but Alexander rushed ahead to hold the door open for me respectfully. As I got into the driver’s seat, he leaned in, planting a deep, possessive kiss on my lips before stepping back.

Suddenly, the passenger door flew open. Cedric leaned his broad frame into the car, his warm breath fanning over my skin as he captured my mouth in another long, searing kiss right out in the open sunlight.

"I’ll see you tonight..." he whispered against my lips.

As he pulled his body back to step out, his knee accidentally banged hard against the glove compartment beneath the dash. The latch snapped open violently, and a toy dildo tumbled straight out onto the floorboard right before their eyes.

My face instantly flushed burning red with unbearable embarrassment. I froze, totally unable to hide it.

Cedric’s hand reached down into the space, scooping it up between his fingers. He lifted it, inspecting it with sheer astonishment. "What the hell is this?"

"It’s... it’s Kyra’s," I stammered, my breathing ragged.

Alexander narrowed his eyes, leaning his head down through the open window. "And what is it doing inside your car?"

"She bought it!" I blurted out frantically, my voice trembling. "She... she forgot it in my car!"

A sly, wicked smirk played across Alexander’s lips as he whispered mischievously, "Mmm... I was starting to think it was yours, sweetheart. I was beginning to suspect you’d become obsessed with dick."

Cedric put it back inside the glove box, his voice dripping with absolute confidence. "Stephanie would never use something like this."

"Of course not!" I blurted out quickly, desperate to reinforce the lie. "It’s definitely not mine!"

Alexander straightened up, his tone shifting into full seriousness. "Aren’t you going to work today?"

*Fuck... Fuck!* I had completely forgotten that I needed to give Alexander a valid excuse for taking time off work, and my brain was totally blanking on a plausible lie.

I scrambled to formulate an answer, trying to cover up my visible panic. "Of course I am... I just requested a short leave from Mr. Vincetti for today."

Alexander nodded smoothly. "Alright then... Drive safe."

He shut the door. I looked through the tinted glass at the two men I loved with every fiber of my soul, waving goodbye as I slammed my foot onto the gas pedal and sped out of the estate.

The moment I cleared the compound gates, I flipped the glove compartment open with one hand, snatched the dildo, and crammed it deep inside my oversized purse, muttering furiously under my breath, "I’m returning this damn thing to Kyra today... It keeps exposing me!"

At that exact second, my phone started vibrating furiously inside my purse. I pulled it out quickly, and the moment Vincetti’s name flashed on the screen, I snatched the receiver and screamed in pure rage:

"Don’t you get it, you fucking bastard?! I told you Alexander knows everything now... You have nothing left to blackmail me with!"

His voice came through the speaker, dangerously calm and infuriatingly composed. "Are you absolutely sure about that, Miss Miller?"

My fingers gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turned white. "I’m fucking sure!"

He let out a low, chilly laugh over the line. "Ah... You really are so naive."

My voice spiked. "You’re the scum here, not me!"

"Come to my house right now so you can see it with your own eyes," he ordered in a sharp, uncompromising tone that left zero room for argument.

"I am never coming to your house!" I snapped back.

There was a brief pause on the line. Then, he spoke in a flat, icy tone that sent a terrifying shiver straight down my spine.

"Miss Miller... You don’t have to come. But don’t you dare blame me for what happens next."

The blood ran completely cold in my veins. "Are you playing mind games with me?" I gasped, panic clawing at my throat.

"I am giving you exactly 15 minutes to think it over and get your ass to my house..." his voice cut through like a blade. "Otherwise, you’ll see what I’m truly capable of."

I pulled the phone away from my ear, staring at the darkened screen in a state of paralyzing shock. My heart hammered against my ribs like a sledgehammer, and the deadpan, icy composure in Vincetti’s voice melted away every ounce of courage I had built up this morning.

Without even thinking, my foot slammed down on the gas pedal, veering the car toward his upscale neighborhood. My mind was a chaotic warzone what else could he possibly have on me? Was he lying just to terrify me and drag me back onto his throne of deception? Or was there another dark, twisted thread I was completely blind to?

A few agonizing minutes later, I slammed my brakes outside his opulent residence. My legs shook as I stepped out, the ground rolling beneath my feet. Gripping my purse with a white-knuckle hold, I marched toward the front door.

I knocked, and a minute later, the maid opened up, greeting me in a hushed, muted voice:

"Mr. Vincetti is in his bedroom."

I stepped inside, ascending the marble staircase while weighing every possible outcome of this new threat. Dragging a deep breath into my lungs as I reached the door, I burst inside without knocking.

He was lounging on the leather sofa, draped in a black bathrobe, holding a warm cup of coffee in his hand. I furrowed my brows, stunned to see him like this in the middle of the day, wondering why the hell he wasn’t at the office.

He raised his head slowly, locking his eyes onto mine. "Miss Miller... Welcome."