CHAPTER 52: CHAPTER 52: ALL OF YOU, MY WAY

But deep in my heart, I already knew... Zayn wasn’t going to escape what I had planned for that pool.

A few minutes later, we made our way to my private poolside suite, the one I’d already declared completely off-limits. I’d told every staff member to stay far away, and I’d even warned Nuala not to be stubborn enough to sneak around. I wanted this space locked down, no interruptions. The moment belonged to us.

When we stepped inside, Zayn’s gaze swept across the room, his brow creasing with confusion. From his point of view, it was just an expanse of polished marble flooring, smooth, elegant, unbroken. Not even a hint of water.

He didn’t know what I knew: this wasn’t just a floor. Beneath it lay my hidden pool, the kind designed to disappear beneath glass and marble panels, a secret oasis for those who could afford such extravagance.

Zayn turned to me, lifting an eyebrow.

"Evric... you said this is your poolside."

I simply nodded, watching the subtle shift in his expression, from curiosity to impatience.

"Then tell me... where the fuck is the pool?"

I stepped in, wrapping my arms around him in a slow, teasing hug. "My man’s too impatient," I murmured. He rolled his eyes, but I caught the glint of anticipation in them.

With a small smirk, I stepped back and pressed the remote control in my hand.

The change was instant. The marble floor began to glide apart in smooth, silent panels, revealing the glimmer of water beneath. Soft underwater lights bloomed to life, flooding the space with a serene blue glow. The pool stretched out beneath us like a secret lagoon, its edges lined with smooth stone, warm light spilling from lanterns set along the perimeter, casting golden ripples across the water.

The air smelled faintly of fresh lilies, and the quiet hum of the hidden mechanism faded until there was only the gentle lapping of the water.

Zayn’s jaw dropped. His voice was a whisper.

"It’s... incredible," he breathed, voice low and amazed.

I reached for his hand, squeezing gently. "Only the best for you."

Stepping down into the water, I felt the cool embrace of it rise along my legs. I turned to him, my smile pulling slow and inviting.

"Come on... don’t just stand there."

He hesitated, lowering his voice. "I told you... I can’t swim."

I closed the distance between us. "You don’t have to swim or worry. I’m here for you. Just stay in the water with me."

After a brief pause, he nodded, took a breath, and followed me in. The water lapped against his chest, and I could feel the subtle tension in his shoulders. I stayed close, letting my presence calm him.

"This is different," he murmured, looking around at the glowing water and secluded suite. "I didn’t expect it to feel like this."

I slipped an arm around his back, holding him. "It’s private. Just for us. No one’s watching. Relax and enjoy it."

His laugh was quiet, almost shy. "Okay... I trust you."

For a while, we simply floated there together, the water carrying our bodies in gentle rhythm. Then I looked at him and asked, "By the way... that property you bought from me when are you going to turn it into your second restaurant?"

He chuckled, shaking his head. "You still remember I bought that from you."

I slid my hand around his waist, pulling him closer. "I remember everything that’s happened between us. From the very first moment until now. So tell me, Mr. Smith... what’s keeping you waiting?"

He hesitated, clearly weighing whether to answer. But when he saw how serious my face was, he finally spoke. "That’ll take a lot of money. I’m being careful so I’ll know exactly how much to spend. But you don’t have to worry, I’ll get it done when I’m ready."

"Zayn," I said softly, "you promised me already that you’d accept anything I give you. Remember?"

He nodded. "Yes... I remember."

"So how much are we talking about?" I pressed.

He exhaled, raking a hand through his hair. "A lot. But you don’t have to worry. I’ll do it myself."

I pouted deliberately, my voice dipping into mock sulking. "You’re refusing me before I even say anything? Why?"

He laughed nervously. "Okay, okay... I’ll accept anything from you."

I smiled slowly, locking my gaze with his. "You don’t have to tell me how much you need. I’ll give enough. And you can’t reject it. Got it?"

He gave a small nod, and in that instant, the air shifted. The business talk faded. The intimacy returned like a wave pulling us closer.

I kissed him deeply, the kind of kiss that leaves you breathless and dizzy, tasting both warmth and water. My hand slid beneath the surface, finding him.

He let out a low groan. "Evric... you can do anything, but don’t touch my back opening for now. I’m still sore."

I smirked against his lips, my voice low. "It’s okay, baby. I won’t touch it. But be free with me... don’t stiffen or flinch. I’ll keep my promise not to go there." I kissed his shoulder, letting my lips linger. "But still allow me to have all of you in my way. Okay?"

He bit his lip and nodded, a spark of anticipation in his eyes.

Without another word, I slid beneath the water, feeling it cool against my heated skin. My lips found him, warm and hard, and I took him into my mouth, slow and deliberate. The taste of him mingled with the faint salt of the pool, my tongue moving with teasing precision.

His fingers found my hair, threading through it, a quiet gasp leaving his lips.

"Fuck... Evric..." he breathed, voice trembling with pleasure.

I sank deeper onto him, taking my time, drawing out every sound he made. The water rippled softly around us, carrying the heat of the moment through its cool embrace. Every movement, every flick of my tongue, every soft pull, was met with a shiver, a quiet groan, a wordless surrender.

And in that secret, glowing pool, the world outside didn’t exist, only us, the water, and the way I was making him lose control.

I watched his expression, then decided to make it easier. I sat him down at the edge of the pool, his cock standing hard and thick.

"Babe," I said, leaning closer, "if I asked you to suck me... this is how I want you to do it, wild and naughty. I’ll show you so you’ll learn, and next time you’ll do it for me."

He nodded.

I took his cock fully into my mouth, warm water lapping around us, holding both his hands behind him so his cock was the only thing between us. I went deep, my full mouth wrapping around him.

He moaned. "

Shit... that feels good... Ohhh... Evric..."

"You can be loud," I told him between breaths. "It’s allowed."