Chaebol Heirs - Book 1 Page 7

  Mrs. Kim smiled widely at me, her eyes welling up with tears. “Thank you, Valentina. That means a lot to me.” She squeezed my hands. Mr. Kim interrupted our conversation with an excusing smile, saying that he needed his wife for a quick discussion with the newest investor.

  I was left alone, silently enjoying my dessert when I suddenly felt a vibration coming from the butt plug. My eyes widened and I searched the room for Namjoon, who was still conversing with the lawyer, but had a dirty smirk playing on his lips. That little shit. Another vibration from the small sex toy had me biting into my fist so as to not moan out loud.

  I tried to press my legs together and squeezed my butt cheeks, but it still didn’t help when the next vibration came. Namjoon stared at his phone and I felt the intensity of the vibrations increas ing , making it hard for me to breathe. When my gaze met his, Namjoon licked his lips, making me squirm in my seat. Thank G od his stepmother and father were nowhere near me because that would’ve been beyond embarrassing. The man next to me however, the vice chairman, noticed my strange behavior and asked if I was alright.

  “Oh, I guess the sushi isn’t sitting well with me.” I smiled through the torture as another vibration pushed me closer to the edge of climax. “If you’ll excuse me, I ’ve got to find the restrooms.”

  I made my way to the restrooms in a rush and saw Namjoon’s amused look when I passed him. I had my phone with me and wanted to take out the butt plug, but a new message made me stop.

  Namjoon: DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT TAKING IT OUT

  Valentina : or what?