Chapter 3 How Much He Paid You?

Blue's POV

I cursed in my head after an armed man blocked me when I was about to sneak out. I sigh and frowned at the armed big man. He just stared at me blankly and it scared me. I immediately turned my back on him and slowly shut the door. I thought I could escape. What a waste of effort. Argh!

Wetting my lips, I roamed my eyes around until my gaze fixed to the man lying on the sofa. I hugged myself as I felt the air conditioner giving me chills.

Slowly, I walked towards Nicholas Sanford. Is he really asleep?

I cleared my throat, testing if he's really asleep. He didn't move. Even his eyelids didn't. Well… I cleared my throat again, louder this time. A smile curved in my lips as I realized that he's really asleep.

Slowly, I walked towards him. I stared at his handsome face. If he's sleeping like this, he looks like an angel. His eyebrows are creased but it just made him hotter. What? I gasped. What am I thinking? I felt my cheeks heated as my gaze slowly ran through his arms.

He's so large. His body is completely covering the long sofa.

I don't know what has gotten into me. I just found myself leaning towards him. My forefinger was about to touch his nose when he suddenly opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah!" I screamed and was about to run for my life when he quickly grabbed my waist and wrist, and then he harshly pushed me to the couch, with him on top of me.

I gasped as my eyes widened. Nicholas Sanford is… on top of me and his eyes were staring at me darkly. His dominant aura and large frame was making me incapable of moving.

I was stunned and I began panicking when his face slowly moved closer. Closer to mine, aiming to my lips. He's gonna kiss me. Something I never expected to happen today. No! I can't let him manipulate and dominate me like this.

I moved my face to the side and his lips landed on my cheeks. It made my heart race in combined fear and something unexplainable. Oh, gosh! Did he just kiss me?

I swallowed hard as his lips stayed on my cheeks for a couple of seconds. He suddenly chuckled.

"Why did you avoid my kiss?" He asked sensually against my cheek. I smelled his breath and it smelled like combined mint and alcohol. His hot breath is sending me electrifying emotions that make me feel so hot.

I want to get away from him because I admit, I'm starting to feel hot.

"P-Please let me go…" I whispered under my breath.

The corner of his lips rose. His eyebrow even shot up. "Oh? Playing innocent, eh?

What? What is he talking about? This guy…

He wet his lips and stared into my eyes. "I know you like my kiss. You even approached me on your own."

I sucked my breath and looked away. "I don't know what you're talking about."

I gasped and froze underneath him when his fingers ran on my neck. Fear consumed me as his playful eyes turned deadly. He's now glaring at me.

"How much did my father pay you?" He asked, clenching his jaws.

My lips parted as I stared back into his eyes. Anger filled me because of what he said. He thought his father paid me? I sarcastically laughed in my head. His father didn't pay me. I was threatened.

"Tell me," he sniffed my neck and it sent shivers down to my spine. "Tell me, woman. How much are you?"

Angry, I pushed him away and quickly rose from the sofa. My chest is moving up and down rapidly because of fury. What should I expect from the son of the ruthless mafia leader?

Tears pooled at the corner of my eyes. I feel so stupid that I'm hurt just because he judged me. We don't even know each other personally so why would I feel this hurt?

"Don't act innocent, woman. For all we know, you're just another gold digger who would sell your body for money," he added with nothing in his eyes but ruthlessness.

I stared at him with anger. "If I had other options, I would choose to avoid your shadow forever. I will never sell my soul to the devil, Nicholas. Never."

His jaw clenched. I turned my back on him but he grabbed my wrist and pushed me to the sofa again.

I struggled underneath him but he roughly held my jaws and pressed my cheeks harshly. He pinned me on the sofa as his intense and angry eyes met mine. "You'll pay for resisting me, woman."

"Nicholas!" I shrieked and tried to push him away but he held both of my wrists using one hand. He pinned my hands above my head and grinned devilishly.

"Get off me! Nicholas, please!" Tears almost rolled down my face.

What is he up to? Why is he doing this to me?

"You seemed to know me. I wonder why," he whispered as his other hand gently caressed my now exposed stomach.

My heart raced as fear consumed me. My eyes widened when his hand went up to my clothed bre*sts and he caressed my left bosom in a very sensual way. The fear I felt slowly vanished as his palm continued caressing my bosom.

"N-Nicholas…" I was now gasping for air as his eyes remained glued to mine. Unknowingly, I moaned underneath him and his lips curved into a devilish grin.

I hate him but I can't deny that he's starting to wake my body and I can't stop it. I can't stop reacting. I can't keep resisting.

The electrifying sensations intensified when he swiftly kissed my neck and pressed his lower body against mine. I felt something hard and I definitely know what it is.

The beating of my heart doubled as my body became so weak and hot.

"You like that, huh?" He asked ruthlessly. "You like that?" His voice was rude. He's mocking me but I'm blinded with the pleasure I can't process what he said.

My eyes rolled back in ecstatic pleasure as he sucked on my neck and his hand made its way down to my body. He reached the button of my jeans and caressed me against the rough fabric of my jeans.

I opened my eyes again. I'm so drunk with pleasure and when our eyes met, I felt like I'm going to explode. His drunk eyes stared into mine while his lips were grinning devilishly. He's so ruthless. So hot.

I flinched when his hand moved. He's… He's going further. His hand. On my jeans. He's… Oh God!