Chapter 93: Chapter 93: The Generosity of a Matriarch
Mrs. Gable walked calmly toward the bed her expensive heels clicking softly against the hardwood floor before she stepped onto the thick rug.
She looked down at her daughter’s limp exhausted body her eyes tracing the visible dampness clinging to Serena’s inner thighs.
Without a trace of hesitation or shame she leaned down pressed her fingers against her daughter’s slick center and brought them to her lips to taste the lingering moisture.
She looked up at Alexander a deeply impressed smile spreading across her face "So you actually made her come until she completely passed out" said Mrs. Gable her voice smooth and entirely casual.
Her gaze shifted lower catching the prominent rigid shape of Alexander’s hard rod stretching the fabric of his trousers.
She reached out patting the heavy length through his clothes with an appreciative nod "And it looks like you didn’t even use your actual weapon yet.
You really are quite formidable Alex."
Alexander leaned his head back against the wooden headboard keeping his arms steady around Serena "Do you want to taste a little bit of it yourself?" asked Alexander his voice low and direct.
Mrs. Gable let out a soft elegant laugh shaking her head as she adjusted her diamond necklace "Oh believe me I absolutely want to" said Mrs. Gable her eyes flashing with genuine desire "But you are explicitly the grand present that I prepared for my daughter’s legal birthday.
I highly enjoy my lifestyle and I certainly don’t want to end up having to compete with my own child for a man."
Alexander let out a relaxed chuckle completely unfazed by her blunt admission "As you wish" said Alexander "What exactly do you want me to do with your daughter now?
I honestly don’t think she is in any condition to go downstairs and cut that birthday cake."
Mrs. Gable hummed softly tapping her chin as she looked down at her sleeping daughter "I will simply dismiss the guests" said Mrs. Gable "It is late enough anyway.
I will tell everyone that Serena suddenly felt unwell and offer our formal apologies."
"Sounds like a good plan" said Alexander.
"Help me lay her down properly under the sheets and then you can join me downstairs" ordered Mrs. Gable.
Alexander carefully shifted Serena’s limp body tucking her safely under the plush velvet duvet.
Once she was settled he adjusted his suit jacket checked his posture in the mirror and followed Mrs. Gable down the grand staircase.
Aria descended from the opposite wing just a moment later having changed her clothes though her eyes carefully avoided Alexander’s direct gaze as they reached the main ballroom.
Mrs. Gable smoothly took the microphone announcing to the remaining crowd that the birthday girl had unfortunately retired due to a sudden migraine.
The wealthy guests began to filter out toward the front gates offering their polite goodbyes.
Just as the ballroom began to empty the heavy front doors swung open and a middle-aged man walked inside with an arrogant unhurried stride.
It was Senator Ryan Gobbels his expensive suit slightly rumpled and his face flushing from drink "Evelyn!
Tell me I didn’t miss the entire celebration" boomed Senator Gobbels ignoring the departing guests as he walked straight toward Mrs. Gable.
"Ryan" said Mrs. Gable her polite smile tightening slightly "You are actually quite late.
We were just wrapping things up.
Serena has already gone to sleep."
"Nonsense!" scoffed Gobbels stepping entirely too close into her personal space.
He reached out his heavy hand sliding down from her shoulder to firmly press against her waist his fingers digging in a bit too familiarly "The party officially starts when I arrive.
Call the staff back out.
Let’s pour some real drinks."
Aria stepped forward her expression colony turning to ice as she watched the display "Remove your hand from my sister Ryan" said Aria her voice dripping with venom "The event is over.
Your presence is no longer required tonight."
Senator Gobbels turned his head a condescending smirk cutting across his face as he looked Aria up and down "Ah Aria.
Still acting like you run the entire state" sneered Gobbels his hand remaining firmly on Evelyn’s waist "You need to learn how to relax.
A powerful man like me arrives at your estate and you want to throw me out?
The rest of these sycophants might leave but I stay as long as I please."
"You are a guest in our home Ryan not a dictator" stated Mrs. Gable smoothly twisting her body out from under his heavy grip stepping closer to Alexander’s side "Everyone is tired.
We are closing the doors."
Gobbels’ eyes flared with anger at the rejection his gaze instantly landing on Alexander who stood like an unmovable stone statue right behind the Gable matriarch "And who the hell is this guy?" demanded Gobbels stepping up to Alexander trying to use his political stature to intimidate him "A new bodyguard?
Or just another pretty boy toy you imported for the weekend?"
Alexander didn’t flinch looking down at the politician with a completely calm dangerous focus "I am the head of security for this sector tonight Senator" said Alexander his voice low and steady "and the ladies just informed you that the property is closed to visitors."
"You don’t talk to me boy" hissed Gobbels poking a finger aggressively toward Alexander’s chest "I can have your license revoked and your entire life ruined with one single phone call tomorrow morning."
Aria let out a sharp mocking laugh stepping right between Gobbels and Alexander "You vastly overestimate your reach Ryan" said Aria her eyes flashing with a dangerous light "If you don’t walk out those doors on your own two feet within the next thirty seconds I will have my security detail drag you out across the gravel and I will personally leak the transcripts of your offshore accounts to the press before sunrise."
Gobbels’ face turned a deep angry shade of purple as he glared at Aria realizing she wasn’t bluffing for a single second.
He pulled his hands back smoothing down his jacket with a trembling rage "You think you two can run this city forever without my backing?" spat Gobbels backing away toward the exit "This isn’t over Evelyn.
You’ll be begging for my vote on that new zoning bill next week."
"Goodnight Senator" stated Mrs. Gable coldly.
Gobbels spun on his heel and stormed out of the mansion slamming the heavy oak doors behind him.
The ballroom fell into a tense heavy silence.
