Page 113 of Reckless Dynasty (Knight's Ridge Empire 9)

“Oh, maybe he’s going to lead us to a mansion.”

My chin drops and I turn to look at her.

He wouldn’t do something that insane… would he?

“You don’t need to look so worried, sweetheart. If it’s a surprise for you from Toby, then I’m sure it’s nothing but sweet and thoughtful.”

I just about manage to smother the snort of laughter that wants to erupt as I think about how sweet and thoughtful he was last night when he handcuffed me to the bed, stuffed my knickers in my mouth, and teased me to within an inch of my life, getting me right on the edge time and time again before he finally sunk deep inside and me let me come around his cock.

Oh yeah, good ol’ sweet Toby.

“Yeah,” I force out. “I’m sure it’s fine.”

“Come on then, I’m excited,” Mum says, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

Following her out, we let the front door fall closed behind us and head toward the lift. We find another sticky note with ‘press me’ and an arrow pointing at the button, just in case it wasn’t abundantly clear what he meant.

It’s already on our floor, so the doors open in a heartbeat and we step inside, finding a box waiting for us.

“Go down a floor,” I say, reading it out loud. “Then open me.”

Mum presses the button and we descend the short journey through the building.

The second we step out, I pull the lid of the box off.

“Find 1401.” Mum and I share a look, but we push forward and I follow the instruction written beneath to unwrap the tissue.

There’s another small box with a note on it.

Open me, then use me. But remember, it’s my first time. Be gentle.

“What the fuck?” I bark.

Mum spins around and looks down at the note.

“What the hell is that boy playing at?” But as she asks the question, I think we’ve both already guessed. And I love him even harder for what I think we’re about to discover.

Opening the final box, I find a key staring back up at me. Although seeing as there’s a biometric scanner beside the door of number 1401, it seems kind of redundant.

“Go on then,” she encourages. “Just go slow and gentle. It might be tight.”

“Mum,” I gasp before falling about laughing.

“No need to play innocent with me, young lady. The walls of that flat upstairs aren’t completely soundproof, you know.”

“Oh my God,” I mutter, forcing the key into the lock rougher than instructed.

Pushing the door open, I step inside, my feet sinking into the plush carpet as the scent of fresh flowers fills my nose.

A sticky note catches my eye on an oak unit and I rush over.

Welcome home, baby. Make yourselves comfortable.

“No,” falls from my lips despite the fact that I know it’s true. I knew it long before I got into the lift. I just didn’t want to believe it.

“What is it?” Mum asks, stepping up behind me.

“It’s ours,” I say, passing her the note.