My Step Sister's Reverse Harem

35 a night in the hotel

I took out my phone to check on Chloe's location while keeping my eyes on the rearview mirror for any changes in the driver's emotion. 

I found it out and did a quick Google search that made me realize that I would be in a bind if I tried to reach her just like that. 

What better way to confirm the authenticity of this so called uncle's words than testing his authority. 

"Wait," I motioned to the driver as I dialed his number, "I need a favour," I said as I wound down the window of my side and turned to look at him as he bend over the door frame. 

"I would do anything for you, as long as it makes my master happy," he said as he smiled at me. 

I looked between the driver and him as I explained what I needed. 

"Isn't that perfect? That spa is run by me," he said and I rolled my eyes.

"You own a security company, you can't fool me," I said and he raised his freehand in a surrender. 

"What I meant is that I can buy it if the situation requires it but if there is any one you want us to silence, we will do that immediately. We have our men in every coffee shop in this country," he said and I nodded. 

"I have no doubt, but all I need is a membership card and free access without any restraint," I said and he smirked. 

"Sure," he took out his phone and made a dial, "I'll make a call through and check your email, just in case a virtual card might be sent before you get there," he winked and patted the car. 

Who knew a night in the hotel with my stepsister could bring about such a turnaround in my life. 

The heir to some multi-industry conglomerate? I never even dreamed that far, most we talked about was working with my so called uncle's security company, but now I didn't even have to work there to claim ownership. 

It was crazy. 

"I'll start the car now, young master," he said with a shiver in his tone and I nodded at him through the rearview mirror. 

I told him where the address of the spa and sat back while occasionally checking my email for any notifications. 

"Why are you shaking? We've only just meant and I can assure you that my mind is no as dark as that man'," I meant to reassure him that he could relax or cut off the act if it was one, however, he shook his head a little too violently sideways. 

"It's totally fine, I promise," he said, "you may not be on his level in that aspect, but there's a oat which I fear more. Forgive me for being shaky, I swear, I will tone it down it's just that I can't help it," he gripped the stirring wheel so tight his veins started popping. 

"Well, just relax, I won't do anything if you don't try something first," I heard him gulp at that statement and I didn't know if it was too ridiculous to be true or i just needed to press him further for his opinion on me. 

"I'll try, b-but I heard it was you who did that to the big boss. No one has ever come close to him. No one!" He said and brought the car to a sudden stop, barely missing the bumper of the car in front. 

"I'm sorry young master. There's a h-hold up and..." 

"Just calm down. Like I said I wouldn't do anything to you unless I'm provoked."

"Oh no, I'm really sorry I didn't mean to provoke you with that. I just go carried away.  I swear I have a driver's license and ten years experience driving the big boss and-"

"You know what," I licked my dry lips and pressed them thing, "don't say another word until we get to our location. Understood?" I had heard enough of his apologies just from his fear for me.