30. Fifty Million

Chapter 30

Fifty Million

Leo

I was absolutely fucking exhausted, and my day still wasn’t over.

Clara and I had come up with a plan that would hopefully make both of our families not look like complete assholes. Even though they deserved to look like fools, neither of us wanted to deal with that level of fallout.

Apparently, both of our parents had been planning this marriage coup for a while, and my weekend had been the trigger they’d been waiting for. If it hadn’t been me who’d set it in motion, it would have been her.

It still hurt that they had done this to me. I knew I was far from perfect, but no one deserved to have their life dictated, especially when they were making great strides in personal growth.

What hurt the most was I’d been doing everything my father had asked of me over the last year, but all he saw was that I was a fuck-up who needed hand-holding.

I really hoped Libby and Ethan didn’t see me that way.

My stomach was twisted in a knot as I made my way down the hall to the front door. Libby and Ethan were waiting for me so we could talk, and I had a sinking feeling that this was it. There was only so much they should have to put up with, and I wouldn’t have blamed them for kicking me out and carrying on without me.

I opened the door to the condo and was immediately hit with the smell of something cooking. Following my nose to the kitchen, I found Ethan and Libby moving around each other with practiced ease as they pulled food from the oven and poured soda into cups.

“Hi.” I tried to keep my tone light, but there was tension there to match the tightness in my shoulders that wouldn’t ease.

Libby glanced at me, giving me a small smile. “Go change. We’ll talk over dinner.”

I didn’t argue, heading straight to my room to swap my suit for sweats and a T-shirt. When I returned, they had plates set out at the kitchen island and were already seated.

“So...” I settled onto the empty stool, staring at the plate of what was definitely frozen chicken tenders. “Clara and I came up with a plan.”

“To get married and live happily ever after?” Ethan’s voice was teasing, but Libby elbowed him.

“We’re going to break off the engagement at the end of the week.” Needing something to do with my hands, I grabbed a fry and swirled it in ketchup. “We’re going to release a joint statement about remaining friends and focusing on our careers.”

“That’s... surprisingly simple.” Libby dunked a tender in ranch dressing but put it down. “That’s all there is to it?”

“Yeah, well, the complicated part comes after.” I took a deep breath. “My father wants me to come back to the company. He says it’s time I took my rightful place or some bullshit like that.”

Ethan put his hand on my arm. “Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted? You practically grew up in those hotels.”

“I thought I did… Most of my adult life, it was assumed I’d take over since Luca made it very clear he didn’t want it. But now that I’ve seen what it’s like to do work that matters and to have time for this…” I gestured between the three of us. “Running a multi-billion-dollar company means eighteen-hour days, constant travel, and never-ending pressure. I watched it eat away at my father until he became someone I barely recognize.”

“So, what do you want?” Ethan’s question was simple but loaded.

I looked between them, these two people who’d somehow wormed their way into my life and made me question everything I thought I knew about myself. “I want to stay with the foundation if Ryker will let me, and I want both of you, but…”

“But?” Libby bit her bottom lip.

“I need to be one hundred percent honest… about everything. That includes things that are embarrassing as fuck for me to share and possibly bad enough to scare you both away.”

Libby took my hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “We’re still here after today, aren’t we?”

“Yes, but this is a million times worse.” I laughed uncomfortably. “Last year, at a party on my yacht, I got drunk and went to my room with a woman. Things were progressing as normal, but then she got up and let her husband in the room. At first, it was just him watching, but then he joined in and… well, I fucked him. At some point, one of them set up their phone to record and then they blackmailed me for millions.”

Ethan jumped to his feet, his hands balling into fists. “They did what?!”

I’d thought I’d seen Ethan angry before, but this was next level. He looked ready to pick up his barstool and chuck it across the room… or at my head.

“They were going to release it unless I paid them off, so I did.” I slowly got to my feet and put my hands up in surrender. “I should have told you both sooner.”

“But that’s illegal. Blackmail is illegal.” Libby stood and put a hand on Ethan’s chest.

“Of course it’s illegal, but things get complicated when you have even a little notoriety and money. They were visiting too, so it would be an international case.

“At first, I refused to believe it, thinking it was a joke, but then they contacted my father. They didn’t send him the full video, but they sent him enough.” I ran my hand through my hair and walked to the other side of the island since Ethan looked murderous. “We could have tried to stop them by contacting the FBI, but something like bribery and a sex tape doesn’t stay under the radar. It would have been a huge court case.”

Ethan had calmed down considerably and looked at me with pity. “How much?”

I cringed. “Fifty.”

“Fifty thousand?” Libby gasped, and I could tell by her widened eyes that she only hoped it was that small of an amount—not that fifty grand was a small amount by any means.

“Million.” I shook my head, still in disbelief it had even happened. “Supposedly, it was deleted, but sometimes I still worry it’s going to be released. My lawyers assure me it won’t because then we can go after them for blackmail.”

“Jesus.” Ethan came around the counter and pulled me into a hug.

Libby joined our embrace, pressing against my back as she wrapped her arms around me. The three of us stood there in silence, and for the first time since this mess started, all the tension left my body, and I finally felt like I could breathe.

“I get it if you want to walk away,” I said quietly, hating how vulnerable I felt, but also knowing it was safe to be that way with them. “My life comes with more baggage than anyone should have to deal with. The gossip and my family... it’s a lot.”

“We’re not going anywhere.” Libby’s voice was muffled against my back, but I could hear the truth in it.

Ethan pulled back enough to look at me. “You think a sex tape is going to scare us off? Please.”

“It’s not just that. When the engagement ends and I tell my father I’m walking away from the hotels completely, it’s going to get ugly. The press will be relentless trying to figure out why, and they’ll dig into everything and everyone in my life.”

“Let them dig.” Libby moved around to face me. “I have nothing to hide.”

“You say that now, but-”

“No buts.” She put her hand on my chest, right over my heart.

Looking between them, I saw nothing but acceptance in their eyes. They now knew exactly what they were getting into, and they were choosing to stay anyway.

I didn’t deserve them, but I was going to spend every day trying to.

“So,” Ethan clapped his hands together, breaking the moment. “Now that we’ve got all that sorted, can we please eat? The chicken and fries are getting cold.”

Libby rolled her eyes but laughed. “Way to ruin the moment.”

But the moment wasn’t ruined. It was perfect and it was us.

Spending the evening cuddled up on the couch watching movies and then soaking in the most amazing bubble bath after a stressful day was just what I needed. Was the tub a little crowded with Ethan and Libby in it too? It sure was, but that was the best part.

“I’m starting to see the appeal of baths.” Ethan was reclined against the other end of the bath, his arms relaxed on the sides of the tub and his head resting on a rolled-up towel.

Libby was between my legs, her head against my chest as I traced my fingers along her skin. “It’s making me sleepy.”

“We need a bigger bed.” Ethan sat up, the water sloshing against me and Libby. “I think one of the ones like in the Hamptons will fit… unless you don’t want to share a bed. Paige told me they each have their own separate rooms and then one they all share.”

“What do you think, Leo?” Libby turned slightly to look at me.

“I like that idea… I should have told you guys that my penthouse has been done for over a week now.” I cringed because it was yet another thing I had kept from them.

Ethan snorted. “I knew it! This was all a ploy to get in our pants.”

Libby sloshed some water at him before her attention came back to me. “Are you going to move back?”

“I was thinking you two could move with me… unless you want to stay here, which is fine too. It doesn’t matter as long as I’m with both of you.”

Libby traced her fingers along my jaw. “We don’t have to decide tonight, especially when we haven’t seen your floor yet. It might look awful.”

I grabbed her wrist playfully and bit at her fingers. “Take it back.”

She giggled and then kissed me, turning so she was straddling my lap. I let go of her wrist and deepened the kiss. My hands moved to cup her ass, pulling her flush against me. She moaned softly into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair.

She ground against me, her breasts pressed against my chest, her nipples hardening. I desperately wanted to taste them and kissed down her neck before capturing one between my teeth.

Ethan, who had been watching us with a heated gaze, moved across the tub, his hand skimming up Libby’s back. She shivered at his touch, turning to look over her shoulder at him. He leaned in, kissing her, while his other hand reached between me and Libby and found my cock, stroking it slowly.

Libby pulled away from Ethan, her breath ragged. “I want you inside me, Leo.” She shifted, positioning herself over me, and slowly slid down onto my cock. I gripped her hips, guiding her as she began to ride me.

Ethan moved his hands on her waist, helping her move up and down. The water in the tub started to slosh around us, spilling over the sides. Libby’s moans filled the bathroom, her pace quickening.

“We should move to the bed,” I managed to say, my voice strained. Libby nodded, her cheeks flushed.

Ethan stood up, water cascading off his body, and stepped out of the tub. He grabbed towels, wrapping one around his waist and holding the others out for us. I lifted Libby off me, missing the warmth of her immediately. We stepped out of the tub, quickly drying off before following Ethan into the bedroom.

We lay on the bed, Libby and Ethan on either side of me. Libby leaned down, her lips finding mine again, her hand trailing down my chest to my cock. Ethan’s mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. I was in heaven, their touches and kisses setting my body on fire.

Libby broke away from our kiss, her mouth moving down my body, her tongue tracing a path along my abs. Ethan moved lower as well, his hands spreading my legs and pushing them so my feet were flat on the mattress.

I was so exposed, and I tensed for a moment, unsure of what he was planning. Usually blow jobs didn’t require me to put my legs up.

When his tongue flicked out, licking a stripe up my inner thigh, I relaxed.

Libby’s mouth enveloped my cock, her head bobbing up and down. I groaned, my hips bucking slightly. Ethan’s tongue moved higher, licking and sucking at the sensitive skin of my balls. I was a writhing mess, my hands fisting the sheets.

Then, Ethan’s tongue moved even lower, licking at my tight hole. I gasped as he circled the ring of muscle, his tongue probing gently. “Fuck, Ethan.”

He looked up at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Do you want me to get you ready so I can fuck you?”

All I could do was nod and then his tongue was buried inside me, my whole body lighting up with pleasure. He’d fucked me with his fingers before, but nothing prepared me for his mouth there. Was I even ready to have his cock?

I was a panting, trembling mess as Ethan’s tongue worked its magic, probing and preparing me. Libby’s mouth on my cock was driving me wild, her soft moans vibrating against my sensitive flesh. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this, but I wanted it—needed it—more than anything.

“Please,” I begged, my voice barely recognizable. “Please, Ethan. Fuck me.”

Ethan pulled back, his eyes meeting mine, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “Since you asked so nicely,” he teased, reaching for the lube on the nightstand.

Libby released my cock with a pop, looking up at me with lust-filled eyes. “I want to ride you while he takes you.”

“God, yes.”

Ethan lubed up his fingers, circling my asshole gently before sliding one in. I tensed briefly, the intrusion still foreign but not unwelcome. Libby straddled me, her wet pussy sliding against my cock, distracting me from the initial discomfort.

“You okay?” Ethan slowly moved his finger in and out, lightly brushing against my prostate.

I took a deep breath, relaxing my muscles. “Yeah, I’m good. Give me more.”

He added another finger, scissoring them gently, stretching me. Libby leaned down, her lips finding mine, her kiss hungry and passionate. She slid her pussy against my cock, her wetness coating it.

Ethan’s fingers slid out, leaving me feeling empty. I heard the cap of the lube snap shut, and then he was there, the head of his cock pressing against my entrance. I tensed again, my heart pounding in my chest.

“Relax,” Ethan murmured, his hands rubbing soothing circles on my thighs. “Push out against me.”

I took a deep breath, doing as he instructed. Slowly, he pushed in, the initial burn making me gasp. Libby kissed me deeply, her tongue dancing with mine, her hands caressing my chest.

Ethan stilled, giving me time to adjust. The burn faded, replaced by a fullness that was intense but incredibly pleasurable.

I resisted the urge to whimper. “I think I’m ready.”

Ethan began to move, his thrusts slow and steady, and Libby reached between us, guiding my cock inside her. She slid down, her tight heat surrounding me.

I groaned, completely gone to both of them. “Fuck, you feel so good,” I moaned, my hands gripping Libby’s hips. She leaned back, her hands resting on my thighs, her head falling back in ecstasy as Ethan kissed along her neck.

Ethan picked up his pace, his thrusts matching Libby’s rhythm. The sound of our bodies coming together filled the room.

Libby leaned forward again, bracing her hands on my chest as she rocked and swiveled her hips. “Right there. Oh, God.”

Ethan’s grip on my legs tightened, his thrusts becoming harder, more urgent. My orgasm built, the tingling sensation starting at the base of my spine. Libby’s walls clenched around me, her body trembling as she rode me faster.

“Yes, baby. Ride my cock like you own it.” I gasped, my body tensing.

“Your ass is so fucking tight. Come for me. I want this tight hole to choke all the cum out of my cock.” Ethan’s voice was practically a growl, and that was all it took.

My orgasm hit me, and my ass clenched around Ethan as I spilled into Libby. She cried out, her climax following mine, her body shaking with the force of it.

Ethan thrust into me a few more times, his body stiffening as he found his release. Libby fell forward, burying her face in my neck.

We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, our breath slowly returning to normal. I had never felt so connected and so completely and utterly satisfied.

Ethan pulled out of me gently, going to the bathroom to grab some towels. Libby lifted off me, plopping next to me and snuggling into my side.

“That was...” I began, but words failed me.

Ethan chuckled as he returned and cleaned me and Libby before lying on my other side, his fingers tracing patterns on my chest. “How are you feeling?”

“Fantastic, even though I’m not sure how I’ll ever walk normally again.” I laughed, my heart full.

I had never expected to find this—to find them—but now that I had, I never wanted to let go.