When I didn’t answer, he took a step closer.“So, you’re here for revenge?” he asked looking at me. I had to be careful, if he didn’t know my real reason yet, I wasn’t about to give it away.“What are you talking about?” I replied, keeping my voice steady. He studied me for a moment, like trying to figure out a puzzle.“The more I get to know you, the more confusing you become. You try to seduce me, even though you clearly don’t have feelings for me. Then you just waltz into my life, saying you want to help, but I can’t shake the feeling you’re after something,” he said in a low voice but I just kept quiet.“Are you trying to use me to get to my father? Or what exactly?” He asked but after few seconds, he smirked. “Why do I even bother? You’re not going to answer.” Then he chuckled, a dark sound that didn’t quite reach his eyes.“But still... like I said before, you’re the first woman who’s ever caught my attention. Every day I find myself wanting to know more about you,” he admitted,
My eyes shot open and I suddenly sat up, taking in where I was. The couch. I was still on the couch.It was just a dream.A stupid, messed-up dream.Why on earth would I dream something like that? And with him, the one I hated the most?What’s wrong with me?Maybe it’s because I’m sleeping here for the first time?No, wait. That’s not right. It’s not the first time I’ve stayed here, and the last time, I didn’t have any erotic dreams like this.Then my eyes caught the blanket draped over me. I didn’t even remember pulling it over myself. How did it get there?“You awake?” a voice broke the silence.I turned and saw Ethan, fully dressed, walking into the kitchen area.My gaze flicked between the blanket and then back to him as he poured himself a glass of milk or something.Nothing happened last night, I told myself firmly. It was just a dream. A messy, stupid dream that made me feel disgusted with myself.“The blanket?” I said softly, surprised at how low and unsure my voice sounded
I looked at him as he said those words, my chest still pressed against his.“And what if I refuse? Say no? You gonna jump on me or something?” I asked in a steady voiceHe just stared at me for what felt like forever then slowly let go, his hands dropping to his sides.“That’s my answer,” he said.I raised a brow. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“I always follow consent. You say no, then it’s no,” he replied.I scoffed. That line might make him sound like a real man, but I know better.“But don’t mistake that for weakness,” he added, his eyes still on mine. I tried not to let my gaze drift to the very obvious abs right in front of me.“I won’t always need your words. Sometimes your eyes say enough. And tonight, they’re saying you don’t want to share a bed with me. So fine… I’ll let it go.”Oh, so now he reads eyes?I crossed my arms, giving him a look. “You really think you’ve got me all figured out, huh?”He smirked. “I don’t need to figure you out. I just know what I want.”“And wh
When we got to his house, I didn’t feel surprised. I’d been here before, so everything felt familiar, too familiar, maybe.“This is ridiculous,” I muttered under my breath, still trying to wrap my head around the idea of actually living with him.“Don’t you want to know where you’ll be sleeping?” he asked, glancing over his shoulder.I looked at him. “I’ll have my own room, right?”Why did I even ask that? Obviously I should. This place is big enough, more than enough rooms, right?“Your own room?” he repeated, like the idea actually amused him.“Yes. My own room,” I said more firmly. “I’ll be staying here five days a week, so I should at least have that.”He didn’t say anything at first. Just cleared his throat and said, “You should follow me.”I trailed behind him upstairs, and he stopped in front of a door.“There are three rooms up here,” he started. “One’s a bedroom, one’s a study, and the last one… well, it’s not really a room.”I gave him a look. “So what exactly are you saying
“So you’re actually going to live with him?” Tiara asked in a low voice as her eyebrows drawn together. “What choice do I have? I’m not about to lose 80% of my shares to him. And living with him doesn’t mean anything’s going to happen.” I said She gave me a look, that sharp, skeptical look before shaking her head. “I don’t know… I have a bad feeling about this. Something tells me that living under the same roof with him is going to mess up everything we’ve planned.”“I’m not moving in permanently, Tiara. It’s just five days a week until the contract ends,” I replied.She jumped in immediately. “And how many days are there in a week? Seven! You’ll be with him five out of seven days , that’s practically living together full time.”“You want me to reject it and let him take 80% of my business?” I said and there was a pause. Then she said softly, “Of course not… it’s just—”“And honestly,” I cut in, “this might actually work in my favor. Living together might make things easier.”Her ey
After Kael left, I could feel Tiara throwing daggers at me with her eyes."Okay, what is it now?" I asked."Why would you even think of that? Since when did you come up with that plan? You really told him to make Scarlett think he's in love with her? And how long have you known Scarlett’s into him too?" she fired at me, and honestly, I didn’t even know where to start with her questions.Kael left without even saying what he truly wanted. He just said he'd do what I asked."You said this revenge thing was yours. You said you were going to break them one by one on your own. Now you’re dragging someone else into it and not just anyone but Kael? The son of the man we suspect had something to do with your dad’s death ? And the brother of someone you're literally trying to ruin?" she went on, and I couldn’t tell if she was more upset about the revenge plan or the fact that it involved Kael.But she was wrong.I didn’t drag Kael into anything, he came to me. He said he wanted to help. I neve