Chapter 131 Champagne Showers

Chapter 131 Champagne Showers
After a few seconds, I ran back to the bedroom with one of Alexander's red silk ties in my hand. I climbed back onto his lap, straddling him with a mischievous smile. Without saying a word, I wrapped the tie around his eyes, tying it securely at the back of his head.

Once I was satisfied with my handiwork, I leaned down and pressed my lips against his firm chest. I could feel his muscles tense immediately beneath my touch. His entire body went rigid, and I could sense the blood rushing to one particular area.

"Emma..." His voice was strained, barely controlled.

I silenced him with a kiss, trailing my lips down his neck and across his collarbone. The fact that he couldn't see what I was doing next seemed to heighten everything for him. I felt powerful, watching him respond to my every touch.

Time blurred, and at some point, our positions reversed. Alexander had flipped me onto my back, pinning my hands above my head.

"It's my turn now," he growled, the red tie falling away from his eyes and onto the carpet beside the bed. The room soon filled with the sound of my increasingly breathless moans.

"Alex..."

I turned my head to look out the window, noticing the first light of dawn breaking on the horizon. Every muscle in my body ached deliciously, and I was too exhausted to move.



I slept until five in the afternoon, groggily opening my eyes to find the bedroom empty. My throat was dry, and my legs were so sore that walking seemed like a challenge. This wasn't ideal for tonight's plans at all.

After a long, hot shower, I wrapped myself in a fluffy towel and emerged from the bathroom to find Alexander walking into the bedroom.

"Mr. Sterling, your stamina is truly impressive," I said, noting that he looked completely refreshed and energetic while I still felt like I'd been hit by a truck.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "What did you call me?"

"Honey," I corrected myself quickly, remembering our bedroom agreement. The word still felt strange on my tongue, but I was trying.

"Love you, honey," Alexander replied with a satisfied smile, reaching out to stroke my damp hair.

His expression shifted as he noticed my face. "You're wearing makeup. Are we going somewhere?"

I grabbed his hand and tugged him toward the door. "Follow me and find out."



Omerta was already buzzing with energy when Alexander and I arrived. In the VIP section, I spotted Gabriel, Orion, and the others waiting for us. Archer and Lionel had originally planned to leave New York today, but apparently, their curiosity about my plans had convinced them to stay another night.

"I need to warm up," I announced, pulling Alexander toward the dance floor.

The music pulsed through me as I began to dance, letting the rhythm take over.

After several songs, I noticed Orion watching me with a skeptical expression. He leaned toward Jasmine and said something I couldn't hear over the music.

When I returned to the VIP section for a drink, Jasmine filled me in.

"Orion asked if this was the 'eye-opening experience' I promised," she said with a grin. "I told him you never waste time on anything this boring."

Gabriel looked intrigued. "So what exactly are we in for tonight, Emma?"

Megan, who was curled up on one of the plush couches, giggled. "Just wait until Luca gets back to the VIP section. That's when the real fun begins."

As if on cue, I spotted Noah making his way toward us, followed by several dozen stunningly attractive men and women—all models by the look of them.

"Boss!" Noah called out, giving me a small wave.

"Ladies," I announced to the female models, gesturing grandly, "please make sure these gentlemen are properly entertained!"

The women immediately dispersed, sitting down next to the men in our group. Before any of the guys could even stand up, they found themselves being pressed back into their seats, drinks being thrust into their hands.

I nodded in satisfaction. "These are the top models in New York, and I've brought them all here for you!"

Turning to Megan and Jasmine, I pointed to the male models standing behind me. "And these ones are all ours, of course!"

Within moments, I had about twenty gorgeous male models surrounding me, dancing and making sure my drink was always full.

"This is certainly educational," Orion remarked dryly. Both he and Gabriel were abstaining from alcohol, since they might be called back to duty at any moment. That didn't stop the female models from plying them with fruit juice, however.

Archer, Lionel, Nick, Jackson, and Alexander weren't so lucky. They were being handed drink after drink, and I could see the effects of the alcohol beginning to show on their faces.



Bill, Luca, and Noah sat together on one of the couches, watching the scene with amused expressions.

Jasmine, who had definitely had too much to drink, suddenly stood up and pointed at Gabriel and the others who weren't drinking. She swayed slightly on her feet.

"Emma, look at them just sitting there laughing! They're not even drinking!"

"Let's show them what they're missing!" I shouted back, feeling the pleasant buzz of alcohol in my system.

"On it!" the male models behind me shouted in unison.

The female models who had been sitting with Alexander and the others got up and moved to stand behind me as well.

"What does that mean?" Orion asked, looking genuinely confused.

Gabriel shook his head.

Several waiters appeared, carrying boxes of champagne. The men on the couches watched with growing apprehension as each model took a bottle.

"Ready!" I called out.

The men on the couches shifted uncomfortably, clearly sensing that something was about to happen but not quite sure what.

Luca and Noah vaulted over the back of their couch, crouching behind it for protection.

"OPEN THE CHAMPAGNE!" I yelled.

In an instant, dozens of champagne bottles were pointed at everyone in the VIP section. The corks popped in rapid succession, and streams of bubbly liquid sprayed over everyone sitting on the couches.

The men raised their arms in a futile attempt to shield themselves, but it was pointless. Within seconds, they were all completely soaked in expensive champagne and looking utterly shocked.

"Emma, wait!" Jackson and Nick suddenly shouted together, apparently noticing something.

I raised my hand, and the models stopped spraying.

"This isn't fair!" Jackson exclaimed, and then he and Nick ran behind the couch, dragging Luca and Noah out from their hiding place.

"Continue! Spray them!" I commanded, and a second wave of champagne erupted from fresh bottles.

Jasmine, Megan, and I doubled over with laughter as we watched the scene unfold. The looks on their faces were absolutely priceless.