Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ruin me, Mr Billonaire : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Lavanda He ran his fingers through his hair, trying too hard. "Who am I? Come on, Lavanda, we are way past this." "No." I shook my head. "I need answers now. You are a ghost to me, at least in my home. "You drank coffee with me. You told me all about Lisa, but I feel like there's something missing." "I don't trust you." I finished his sentence. "I don't trust you, Ainsworth." "Fine, I am Ainsworth, your buddy at the coffee shop." He flashed a smile, sitting comfortably on my sofa. The cream-colored sofa complimented his eyes. I sat across from him. "If you want to stay here…" I paused. "With me and Lisa, I need more than that." He grinned. "Why are you being so serious and uptight?" "I-I…" My fingers dug inside the couch. He was right. I was being strict. "I need to know." "No drinks, no food, no warm hugs." He sighed. "It's alright, since you want to know. "My name is Ainsworth. I am a waiter at a small cafe across town, and I don't really know who I am."

Lavanda "Where are we headed?" He navigated the steering wheel through the street. "Your place, Ainsworth. We are headed to your apartment." The veins on his arms popped out. I smiled to myself. I had just crawled under his skin, and I was going to enjoy it. "There's nothing there to see." "On the contrary, I just want to help you out with your stuffffff." I dragged it a bit. "I don't…" "Sshhh, Ainsworth, just drive. I checked my wristwatch. I have to be at the office before 12." "Fine." I heard a little crack in his voice, and I relaxed in the car carefully. "Let's see what you are hiding, Ainsworth." I smiled at myself for this brilliant plan. He drove very slowly through the road. I could hear the cars blaring at us. His hands were on his lips in between the journey. I could see he wasn't comfortable with having me around. "We need new clothes and shoes for you, Ainsworth." He halted the car in the middle of the road. "Mama bear, do you know where we are?

Lavanda Office | New York City | 12:30am | Close LipsFor the first time, I couldn't concentrate at work. My hands were on my laptop, but my mind kept wandering to the moment we both had at the mall.I had casually mentioned his nightmare to stop that silly banter. I didn't mean to hurt him. I just wanted him to keep quiet. He hadn't said a word to me throughout the journey to my office. After dropping me off.I closed my laptop. Why do I feel like a bad person? He told me something about his past and identity, and I used it.My stomach sank as I swung on my office chair. This wedding, the fake father and daughter thing, was doing this to me. I remembered when we joked over coffee and I told him my personal stuff when he was a stranger, not my husband-to-be. Maybe I should apologize. Take him out for dinner. Or just leave things to settle. I preferred the latter. I heard my office bell ring. Claire's face floated on my desk. I had cameras installed everywhere at my office. I wa

Lavanda _6:30 PM | Dining Room_ At the table, he was everywhere. The apron tied to his body and the smell of roasted chicken filled the room. He set the plates in front of us. I didn't like him doing this. We had maids in the house. "Ainsworth, let the maids serve," I tell him. He smiled. "I love serving my family, Mama Bear. Allow me." My fingers traced the sides of the plates. They were properly set. How does he even know how to do this? I struggle with perfect sizes because plates are plates, but this is effortless. I felt a twinge of jealousy watching him all over my kitchen like he belonged. He shouldn't. It's mine. The tablecloth and cutlery were perfectly kept on the side. I thought we were in a big French restaurant. It's too effortless. The chair by my side, empty. Lisa was still upstairs watching cartoons on her iPad. One of these days, I will seize it. She's getting attached to it a lot, and too much screen time isn't advisable for kids. At the center of the

Ainsworth POV I grip her by the sides, doing everything I can to control myself.If I dare touch her, what will she do?I am hard, her body is tempting but for her to easily say yes to sleeping beside me after trying hard to say no tells me everything.Mama bear doesn't like sitting in a warm tub. She loves ice cold tubs and bath and me getting this close to her is too warm for her. She's a woman I respect a lot and nothing will make me touch her if I don't hear the four letter Intimate words.The next morning, I wake up to find the spot where she lay empty and devoid of her scent. My hands lay curled up in the space. She had woken up before me. I saw a sheet of paper on the floor.Breakfast by 8am. Come downstairs. I fold the paper and drop it in my pocket. She’s really mad.Mama bear doesn’t get up this early to just make breakfast.“Daddy!” Lisa runs and hugs me. She’s still in her house clothes. “Not yet prepared for school, princess.”“Dad.” She whined. “Tomorrow is the wedd