Chapter Thirteen – Changes To The Plan 

Killian 

I watched her sleeping peacefully beside me while a tornado swept across my mind. After the slip of the tongue earlier, I had expected her to question my motive. But I saved the situation before she could realize I had been stalking her family for years. She bought my excuse that the news was published all over the leading dailies. It was a scandal involving her father. Thankfully, Sydney had no wish to discuss it and hit the bed. 

I couldn’t sleep. A strange restlessness overcame me. Yes, I knew everything about her before I even met her. For the last fifteen years, I kept myself updated, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. Now that I have the chance, I couldn’t let it go. 

Knowing Sydney more, I realized one thing. It wouldn’t be easy to bend her and make her dance to my tunes. She would never surrender herself for money. 

I had to gain her trust and her love. But why would she love the person who hated her the most? She had sensed my animosity towards her, and it was making her run away from me. 

No, that wouldn’t do at all. I must make her fall for me. 

I had to change my tactics to succeed. 

One month was all I had with me. There was no scope for a failure. This time, I could stop her from leaving, but the next time, I might not be that lucky. 

From tomorrow onwards, for a month, there will be a new challenge for me to face at work every day. How would I get any work done with Sydney, testing my nerves, my patience, and my restraint all day? 

I had no wish to employ her in my office, but she was one hell of a stubborn woman. I hadn’t expected her to be so determined. My notions about her were proving wrong, and it made me uncomfortable. Why was she so hell-bent on finding work when I was ready to provide for her? Couldn’t she just sit back and give me what I wanted from her? 

She would get thirty million dollars in return. All she had to do was spread her legs for me for a month. Was that so difficult to do? 

Maybe I would have pushed her into a corner and forced her to agree, but Hendricks started pestering me for her. I saw red. I could sense his growing interest in her, and it had to be nipped in the bud. She was mine to do what I pleased with her. She was my pawn. 

I stared at her slightly parted lips, her milky white, baby-soft skin, and the long strands of silky golden hair lying sprawled on the pillow as she slept. My co*k swelled as my gaze swept over her curves. I hadn’t expected to desire Philippe Bardot’s daughter of all women on earth! This was an additional problem, and I had no idea how I could deal with it. 

I had to have her at least once before I avenged my parents’ deaths and threw her out of my life like trash. 

But it wasn’t easy to get into her pants. I had to curb my temper first. But how could I do that when she reminded me of her father’s misdeeds? 

My mission would start the next day. In one month, I would have her begging me to take her. I would force her to marry me and rub it in her father’s face. Then I would snatch his business the way he had. I would wipe out her family totally before kicking her out of my life forever, penniless and helpless, the way her father had. 

Only then would my revenge be complete in the true sense of the term. 

Yet when I looked at her again, all my resolve crumbled to dust. Her innocent face, her sweetness, and her helplessness pierced my nonexistent heart. Until now, I hadn’t thought I possessed one. 

How could I think of hurting such a pure soul? She was innocent in all this. 

‘The way her father hurt you, Killian. Don’t forget you were innocent too,’ prodded my inner mind. ‘You can’t back out now that fate has given you a chance to teach that evil man a lesson.’

I rose to take a cold shower. I couldn’t let my desires clog my brain now. Sydney had to suffer the consequences of her father’s misdeeds. However innocent she might be, I wouldn’t pity her. 

After a shower, I felt better and walked out to make a phone call to my corporate lawyer, Tony Russell. He was one of the best I had ever seen, and I trusted him even with my eyes closed. 

“Hey, dude! Where are you now? I went to your office yesterday for your latest digital signature.”

I smiled. We had been together since I started Cosmos. He was a part and parcel of my life, just like Knox, Maddox, Eros, Andrea, Christian, and Zion were. “I’m in Doolhof for a month.” 

“But you never stay that long in any place. What changed this time? Are you with someone?” 

I wasn’t surprised. He knew me too well. “Yes. But it’s not what you think.” 

He chuckled. “I know you, dude. If you’re with someone for that long, it has to be serious. So when’s the wedding?” 

I groaned because this time, he really had no clue. “After a month. I’ll announce it later.” I couldn’t tell anyone about my plans with Sydney now. First, I needed his help to prepare myself. There was no chance of failing. “Anyway, let’s discuss the reason I called you.” 

He sounded bored. “Is work all you can think of? Shoot then.” 

“I want you to study the Bardot Group’s business model thoroughly. Look for loopholes. I intend a hostile takeover soon.” 

He sighed, knowing my equation with the Bardot Group. “Tell me honestly who you are with, Kill.” 

“Sydney Bardot.” It was all I needed to say, and he gasped with shock. 

“Are you planning to use her?” His voice dropped to a whisper. 

I trusted him. He would never go against me. “Yes.” 

“Shit! Don’t do it, Kill. You’ll regret it one day.” He sounded desperate, but I wasn’t listening this time. 

“I don’t give a f*ck. It’s my only chance. Philippe Bardot deserves shit. Anyway, call me once you find out about the Bardot Group. See you in a month.” 

I disconnected the call before he could lecture me more. I didn’t need his lecture. 

I went back to the bed and lay down beside Sydney, this time with my back towards her. I couldn’t afford to buckle and let my d*ck dominate my mind. 

A few minutes later, I was still wide awake, my body aroused, and my co*k harder than ever before. Her sweet scent filtered through my nose, making it difficult for me to lie there unaffected. The need to f*ck her was too much to ignore. 

How could I get so pathetic?

I had never needed a woman as badly as I needed Sydney Bardot. The worst part was that she was oblivious to my condition. She didn’t even need to seduce me. I was already turned on every time she was near. 

To make matters worse, I felt her roll over and wrap her arm around my torso. What the hell!

Her body shook vigorously, and she sobbed in her sleep, muttering incoherently. Was she experiencing a nightmare? 

I strained my ears to listen, but it was all muffled. Slowly turning around, I faced her, watching her face scrunched up with fear. 

“Please don’t kill me, Dad. I don’t want to marry Rafael Ortiz,” she mumbled in her sleep. 

My heart froze, realizing the reason she fled home. Was her father forcing her to marry the notorious Rafael Ortiz, who had a mistress in every pocket of the world? How could he? Rafael was old enough to be her father!

Well, I was no better. But at least I wasn’t that old, and I had been celibate since Cosmos grew by leaps and bounds. 

A strange tenderness washed over me, and momentarily, I forgot she was the enemy’s daughter. My arm snaked around her waist to pull her against my chest. It felt so good to hold her against my body. She molded in perfectly, as if made for me. 

All the restlessness left my body, and I closed my eyes to sleep, inhaling her sweet, addictive scent. I could get used to this forever. 

She was an addiction I couldn’t get over. Why did she have to be Philippe Bardot’s daughter? Yet I couldn’t let her go. 

Her lips trembled, and she calmed down, snuggling closer into my warmth. It was what I had been craving since the moment I met her. I had to guard my heart, or I would surely end up falling for the enemy’s daughter. 

I would surely start that from tomorrow. I would figure out my enmity, my revenge, and my plans from tomorrow.

Wrapped up together, I dozed off to sleep in no time.