Skylar dashed into the washroom to avoid Christian. Hopefully, he would leave by the time she freshened up. She was wrong! Even after ten minutes, she could hear him in the room. What did he want? Why couldn’t he just leave her alone? There was a knock on the washroom door, startling her. Gingerly, she opened the door to find him just outside. “What is it, Christian? Stop bothering me. I refuse to give you what you want from me.” Despite her clarifications, he stood with a smile on his lips. “And what do you think I want from you?” he prodded her. It made her color profusely. Would she have to spell it out for him? “You want another kiss? You want to have me here right now, but you know what? I will never give you what you want. There won’t be any physical intimacy in our contract marriage,” she rambled on while Christian watched her with amusement. “We’ll see about that later. Right now, I just want to pee. Can I please use the washroom if you’re done hiding from me?” Skylar gap
“In your dreams! You might have gotten away with a surprise engagement but not a surprise wedding!” She carried her food back to the table but this time she didn’t sit with Christian. The empty seat beside Lillian attracted her and she occupied it immediately. Christian sat down diagonally opposite her but his eyes were more on her than on his food. “Hello, dear! Has Christian told you about me? I’m his favorite aunt Theresa from Connecticut. I’m so happy to see him settle down. When he was young, he hated the idea of marriage. I couldn’t imagine he would settle down with a girl of his parents' choice.”“People change as they grow, Aunt Theresa. I’m sure Christian has too. He was never averse to the concept of marriage. He just wanted to marry the person he liked!” said Lillian. Skylar gaped at her as the interesting piece of news seeped into her brain. So did Christian like someone?“Had he chosen someone at such a young age?” chuckled Aunt Theresa with disbelief. “Age is just a nu
Skylar gasped with shock, not having expected it so soon. Christian plunged his tongue deep inside her mouth just as he had warned her about. The sexual tension hovering around them seemed to intensify within the four walls of the room. He could feel his arousal tighten with suppressed need straining to satisfy itself. His movements were aggressive as he molded her against the hard length of him. An overwhelming possessiveness took over him and he kissed her with abandon, demanding a response from her. Finally, her arms circled around his shoulders and another gasp escaped her. It was a gasp of pleasure this time! Yet she didn’t kiss him back! Christian tipped her head back to relish her sweet mouth to the fullest. “Kiss me or I won’t stop!” he hissed, breaking the kiss momentarily. Couldn’t she realize how much he was burning for her? Instead of tempting her to give in to him, he was falling prey to the temptation. “No, let me go, Christian!” she gritted out, feeling totally disor
Christian waited patiently, watching her gracefully walk towards him. The dress Mrs. Allenwood got for her fitted her perfectly. After all, he was the one who gave her the measurements! His gaze ran down the entire length of her with satisfaction. When it settled on her face, he held her unwavering gaze. He could sense her annoyance as she approached him. Why the hell was she mad at him now on their special day? He strode forward to greet her and ask her the reason for her annoyance. With all eyes watching their every move, it wouldn’t be easy to talk to her much. He smiled and stopped in front of her. “Emerald suits you best, don’t you think so?” he whispered with a glint in his eyes. “Yes, and black suits you. It portrays your heart and mind well. Don’t you think so?” He chuckled and offered her an arm for her to hold. “My heart’s made of pure gold, babe! And my mind is all white and open. You’ll realize it soon.” “Yeah, yeah. I’m the polluted one!” Yet she placed her hand in t
“Fine. Take your time. You have six months to decide on the date of our wedding. If you fail, I shall marry you on a date of my choice.” Skylar gaped at him, considering his condition. Six months were too less and would fly by soon. No, she needed more time. “Make it a year, please.” Christian gazed back at her for a minute and then nodded much to her relief. “Alright. A year it is then but you will stay with me in LA.” Skylar opened her mouth to argue but her gaze fell upon her granny sitting and watching them from her table. She didn’t miss the disappointed look on her granny’s face. Maybe she realized they were arguing on the dance floor instead of dancing like the other couples. “Hmm, okay.” Christian released the breath he was holding unconsciously. Her agreement meant everything to him. Now, whether they married or not, at least he could be near her all the time. He could see her to his heart’s content. If they lived with one another, maybe with time they would open up more
Her question made him look up to give her his undivided attention. “What made you think I’m upset? Maybe you’re repenting for having missed it!” He focused his eyes back on the laptop screen, satisfied with the embarrassed flush on her cheeks. “You are disgusting!” She got up angrily and sat down at the far end with her back towards him. The attendant served her breakfast and approached him with his. “Is there anything else you need, Mr. St. James?” she asked with a dazzling smile on her face. “No, thank you.” He kept his laptop aside and concentrated on his food, yet the attendant hovered around him. “I’ll get you some water, Mr. St. James.” She returned in a minute with only a bottle of water for him. “Thank you. That would be all.” Christian felt uncomfortable in the presence of the new cabin crew. His old staff never disturbed him at all. “How’s the coffee, sir? I made it, especially for you.” She gazed at him expectantly while Skylar turned to give him a death glare. Christ
“Have you been keeping tabs on me, Christian?” She scowled at the man forgetting everything around him. The car came to a halt, and she realized they had reached his house. Her jaws dropped at the stunning villa in front of her, overlooking the beach. It was like paradise on Earth! It was her dream house! She blinked at the coincidence. Ever since she was a little girl, it had been her dream to live in such a villa! Her granny was the only person in the world who knew about her dream house! The mesmerizing place made her forget everything, and she alighted from the car and walked around the garden in front of the property. Christian watched her reaction with satisfaction. It had been almost six years since he had this house built especially for her. Skylar’s reaction was enough to make him feel indebted to granny Miriam for her valuable advice. He was glad he had consulted her before ever starting the project. “Do you like our new home?” He stood beside her as she watched the vast e
Skylar’s breath hitched, knowing what he meant. He wanted an actual relationship with her, but why would he? “How? We don’t feel a thing for one another,” she pointed out, searching his smoldering blue eyes. “We do! You cannot deny the attraction between us, Can you?” He trailed a finger along her jawline in a feather-soft touch, causing a tremor to go down her spine. It was as if he was trying to prove a point to her. “No, it’s nothing special! I’m sure you have felt it for many others before.” She held his unwavering gaze, refusing to surrender to him. “Wrong! I’ve never felt it before for anyone else but you. I’m sure you haven’t too.” He placed his arms on either side of her, making her eyes widen.“Still, I would say it’s a momentary feeling. It will pass if we ignore it.” She placed her hands on his chest to push him away, but he didn’t move even an inch. “It’s not momentary, and I can prove it to you.” “No, don’t touch me. I’ll scream the place down.” He raised an eyebrow