Chapter 18

"Make love to me," I repeated when he didn't move a muscle. His eyes stared at me for too long that it started to make me think if what he said was real or not.

Did he really like me?

"Let's talk first, Charylle–"

"You don't want to?" I cut him off with my cold voice before slowly getting up from his lap.

He quickly stopped me with his gentle hands. "Charylle, please–"

"Let go of me, Hunter." I saw how distress fumble across his handsome face. I pushed his hands away before fixing my clothes, putting in my sandals and going out of his hut.

I was fuming. Again. I don't know how to react to his confession but I know I was feeling possessive. I hate the fact that he fucked another woman and now he's rejecting my offer.

I didn't know where I was walking so I ended up bumping into a hard chest. My brows furrowed but when I looked up to him, it was the same man that I met by the shore.

He still has that wicked grin plastered over his face. "Why, why, I think destiny is making its move.