Chapter 5 - Richard Ashford

Richard POV

“Come on, we have to go,” Dylan says, and I put my glass back down on the coffee table in front of me, “Jude is already there, and Fred should be arriving soon,” he says as I roll my eyes. If it weren’t for Dylan, I wouldn’t be going. Today is his birthday, and as the bohemian playboy he is, he decided to have a masquerade sex dungeon kind of party. I shake my head mentally. When is he going to fucking grow up?

“Who thought that a sinners’ party was a good idea?” I ask dryly, and Dylan laughs.

“It’s fucking genius. There’s nothing better than sex, brother”, he says as he puts a hand on my shoulder before he starts walking out.

“You need to chill and get fucking laid,” Dylan says, and I shake my head. The thought of a random woman touching me makes my entire body shiver. I push away the idea and follow him out of my house. We walk straight to Nando, who is waiting for us by the car with the back door already opened.

“Nando, my man, how are you?” Dylan asks, shaking his hand.

“I am well, Mr. Ashford,” he replies with a smile. Dylan gets into the car after I shove him to move. I slide right behind him as I mutter how much I hate him right now. I look down at my phone. Dylan takes the phone from me even though I have some emails to reply to.

“Okay. You need to chill, and today you need to stop being Richard Ashford. Why don’t you wear the mask and pretend to be someone else?” Dylan asks, and I shake my head.

“That is just idiotic,” I let out, grabbing my phone from him again, and he takes a deep breath. I keep my attention focused on my phone until we arrive, and when we do, he passes me a gold mask. I put it on, and he pats me on the back.

“Let’s go and have some fun,” he says before we reach the entrance, and he gives out our names. We walk in, and soon his phone chimes in his pocket. “Fred is here,” he says, guiding me through the sea of people dancing. Dylan stops greeting some people while I ignore everyone around me.

I look around, and I have to say, this is a very sophisticated but sensual party. People are dancing, but you don’t see the body rubbing you see in a club. The decor is all black and red. Dylan guides us to the private VIP room, where I take my mask off and pass my hand through my hair as I see Fred sitting at the bar, already cradling a beer between his hands.

“Hey,” I say, resting a hand on his shoulder before I sit next to him. I haven’t seen him in over a month. Our schedules are very different, and we can never find time to see each other.

“Hey, didn’t know you were coming,” he says with a smile on his lips.

“I didn’t know I was coming,” I reply dryly, signaling to the bartender. When he arrives, I ask him for my poison and wait while my brothers start chatting with each other.

“Okay, there are some rules,” Dylan says, and I can see Jude and Fred looking at me. Jude shakes his head as he is as serious as I am. He hates this kind of party and spectacles with the same passion as I do.

“This is the only room where we are allowed to take the masks off. Anywhere else you walk, you need to have it on”, Dylan says, and I roll my eyes, bringing my glass to my lips. I am going to need a lot of alcohol to be able to survive this party. I might take Dylan’s word and walk outside to see what happens.

I haven’t walked around people without them knowing it was me since I was in my early twenties. Being from one of the wealthiest families in New York and being a young CEO of a massive media company makes me a target for the media. It sounds kind of appealing to watch people without them knowing they are being watched by me.

“So, what do you think?” Jude asks, and I look at him, raising an eyebrow and bringing my glass to my lips.

“Sorry, what?” I ask, and they all look at me.

“I asked what you think about what happened to Mia,” he says, and I take a deep breath. Mia is the only thing I can’t control in my life, she is my wild card, and she keeps getting into trouble. Since the day she got suspended, I managed to get her back in school with a clean record, but I don’t think it will last long. My last resort will be to get her into a public school and let her fend for herself.

“I think she knew exactly what she was doing, but she played dumb,” I let out, and Dylan shook his head. There’s no point in talking about Mia because she can do no wrong in his eyes. He always gets her out of trouble, and I only find out when things have settled.

“I’m gonna go for a walk,” I say, putting my mask back on, and I can see Dylan and Fred smiling. Those two are terrible. They keep getting into trouble with women, and they keep telling me I need to get laid. I have to say that it has been a while since I have been with someone. It’s challenging to be with someone when you are not interested in a relationship, and they only see you as a mobile bank with a dick.

I walk down the stairs and start walking through the rooms. They all have different themes. One has shallow music and candles, and you can see some people making out. Hell, mom and dad would’ve hated this. If they knew how sexual all of this is, they would have had a fit, and I can’t wait to see the headlines tomorrow. I hope he didn’t invite them to come here. I can actually imagine mom’s terrified face.

I shake my head as I keep walking, and I find a room where there’s a girl in the middle dancing on a pole and loads of men drooling all around her. Between them, I see the sexiest body I have ever seen before. She is standing tall, her back straight, and she has the most amazing ass I have ever seen.

I look around and position myself opposite from her, and I can only see her black hair and red lips. Fuck me, that is sexy. I can almost imagine those red lips around my cock. I take a deep breath, adjusting myself.

I can see her eyes glued on the woman dancing as she bites her lower lip. Music starts blasting from the next room, and I watch her move there. Slowly, I follow her like a perv. Like a shark trying to catch its prey without being noticed. I move in the dark as I watch her pull her dress down, which is almost showing her ass.

The tattoos going up her legs are colorful and beautiful. I have never been attracted to someone so different from me, so different from every woman I have ever been with. Her hair is black, resting just under her shoulders on the perfect length to have a ponytail and pull it back. I shake my head, pushing away the thought invading my mind right now.

I follow her, and when I see that she has her arms up and she is swaying her hips, I make a decision. I am going to take her home with me tonight. I walk to her and slowly put my hands over her hips. She doesn’t stop me, and she doesn’t pull away. I pull her closer to me as she rests her ass against my growing cock, and I hiss under my breath.