Rick steered the matte-carbon Koenigsegg Gemera down the winding coastal highway, as the roaring V8 engine devoured the miles toward the massive shoreline, since he needed to secure his newly conquered territory before the actual summit began.
Sitting in the passenger seat was Elena, wearing a breathtaking dark emerald evening gown that hugged her mature curves perfectly, as her dark hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, making a satisfied smirk dance across Rick's sharp jawline.
He had organized the Azure Harbor Culinary Expo mere days after taking over the massive marina, because a true emperor never let his acquired land sit idle, choosing instead to invite the city's billionaires, elite food critics, and rival chefs to his docks to establish his absolute dominance over the culinary world.
"You look tense, Doc," Rick teased lazily, keeping one hand on the custom steering wheel, as he glanced at her pale hands gripping her designer clutch.
