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21- Why Did It Have To Me?
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The Billionaire Wants Me Badly 22: Elliot Hercules Ivanov
Even with the weather being chilly, I feel warmth radiating to my body from somewhere. To seek more comfort, I wrap my arms around the warm body, enjoying the soothing vibe it gives off. I haven't been sleeping well for a while and that's why I'm surprised to be woken up to such peace and serenity. When sleep finally takes its enchanting power away from me, I open my eyes to examine the source of my comfort. A bright smile tugs at lips as I do so. However, my smile vanishes into the thin air as soon as I realise who I'm hugging right now for my dead life. I push myself away from him abruptly, wiggling on the bed like an earthworm. Elliot's eyes fly open all of a sudden, scaring the shit out of me. “Before you start screaming like a banshee-” His raspy morning voice tingles my skin, rubbing away the sleepiness from my body. “-or throwing that pillow at me, or pushing me off the bed, let me tell you that you were the one who wrapped her hands around me like an octopus's tentacles and
The Billionaire Wants Me Badly 23- Protective Mr.Ivanov
“I didn't do it intentionally! Don't throw anything-” He gets cut off as I throw the bottle of shampoo right at his face. “Fuck.” He groans out in agony, holding his face in pain. “Get out, you asshole!” I scream, covering my front with my hands frantically. At least I'm wearing my undergarments. I would have lost it if he had seen me totally naked. I gulped down my saliva when I noticed his eyes trailing along my body hungrily. His intense stare shakes the core of my heart as desire makes its way towards me. “G-Get out!” I yell again but this time my voice sounds weak, lust affecting my mind and body. Elliot seems to have gotten out of the world he was into before. Apparently, I'm not the only one affected by it. Finally, like a real gentleman he turns around which gives me the chance to let out a shaky breath. I should feel violated right now. But for some unknown reason, I feel different. I feel like my body is under the control of my untold desire and it's readying me to comm
The Billionaire Wants Me Badly 24- Don't Move Even An Inch
“Stop pulling my leg and sit down. Food is getting cold.” Mrs.Miller says after a few intense seconds pass by. They are talking back and forth, arguing so intensely that none would think they are joking. However, the grin that breaks free on Elliot's face says another story. So, he wasn't actually being serious and here I thought he finally turned into a decent human being and became caring towards me but I think that's too much to ask. He rounds the table to get to her and wraps his arms around her. He looks like a clingy child who is trying his best to make up with his mother who is angry at him. What is exactly their relationship? I can't help but wonder. Mrs.Miller always has a long face, taking in her monotonous and serious voice. But now she looks like a different person. Her smile can light up an entire room. I didn't know she could smile. “You love it when I pull your leg though.” Elliot teases her again, taking a seat after he pulls a chair for her. The breakfast goes in
The Billionaire Wants Me Badly 25- Once A Jerk, Always A Jerk
My eyes are wide open with panic and another feeling that I'm having trouble naming. His green eyes aro so dreamy from up close that I don't dare to take my eyes off of them. “Are you even listening to me?” A sudden voice makes me pull out of the hallucination and come back to reality. “W-What?” I ask, taking in my surroundings. It's like I blacked out for a while and need a minute to comprehend everything. “Get off.” He groans, trying his best to stop himself from throwing me off of him. Something is telling me that if we weren't in public, he wouldn't have any problem doing that. “You are crushing me.” He says this part in a small voice, whispering to me. I finally realise why he is groaning like he is in great pain. I've been on top of him for I don't know how long and I definitely weigh more than feathers. I get off of him on autopilot, my cheeks tainted with blush. Thankfully there aren't many people around us, only one or two passersby who could care less about helping us
The Billionaire Wants Me Badly 26- Secrets No More
Cara Livingston has her eyes solely on me. As she sways her hips to walk towards us, her smirk grows wider, eyes glowing with untamed curiosity. Meanwhile I'm panicking like there is no tomorrow. If Amber were here, she would create a scene without the shadow of a doubt. However, I lack the ability to do something like that. I would rather avoid that. But there's something that can help me here. I've always fostered the ability to talk back with the right amount of sass, if only I could say them out loud. I was just too shy, introverted and oppressed to voice out my thoughts let alone talking back. “Your lady is gorgeous, Max.”I try my best not to sound nervous and talk in a small voice. Considering their reaction to my complement, I guess I'm successful. However, their response to my compliment isn't something positive. While Cara scoffs as if I've said something ridiculous, Max breaks into a fit of laughter. His laugh is so loud that my ears start to ring and give me a massive he
The Billionaire Wants Me Badly 27. Something Is Wrong
Elliot has me cornered. He walks towards me like a predator, taking one step at a time. The scene looks familiar. Now I've realised that he likes to do this with me. Probably he likes it when I cower beneath him like a real sadist. “S-Stop walking towards me.” Despite trying my best to appear confident, I stutter out. He stops at once as if he is ready to obey me. I don’t believe him but he makes no effort to walk. He is now only two steps away from me. Just when I'm about to take a breath of relief, he attacks me like a predator, pulling me close and kissing me gently. All of my senses die down as if he killed all of my instincts with just one single kiss. He grabs my chin with his large hands so gently that he makes me feel like a precious doll. I should hate it. I should feel violated by the unnoticed kiss but I feel blissful instead. My greedy mind wants more. He deepens the kiss, making me forget my morality. He is the jerk whom I hate so much. He is the asshole fiance of my si
The Billionaire Wants Me Badly 28- What Do You Want?
I stand outside Elliot's room like a deer caught in a headlight with my mind racing into different directions at once. The ride home was dead silent. I didn't trust myself to say anything. I could only stare out of the window and try to think of a possible way to get out of this situation.Unfortu. nothing came to my mind at that time. It's not like now my mind is a hub for ideas. I'm still as numb as ever. How do I approach this situation? I'm out of my depth here. I can't think of anything tactical. It's Amber's job.“Are you gonna stand there and stare at nothingness? Or come in and hold a decent conversation?”Elliots's voice blooms in the room, making me realise how stupid I look and feel right now. No. This won't do. If I appear so vulnerable in front of him, it would be easier for him to take advantage of me. Gulping down the saliva of nervousness, I will myself Applebee's confident, or at least look confident enough. I take two careful steps ahead, stopping as soon as I ent
The Billionaire Wants Me Badly 29- His Demand.
I know I should lash out at him or maybe I should bolt away from this damn room. He is being absurd, totally so. But his eyes hold the seriousness that is needed to convince me that he isn't joking. I find myself breaking into a fit of laughter like a total maniac. “You…You are hilarious.” I say after a long while, trying my best to speak through my laughing fit. His dark gaze falls on me, examining me with boundless curiosity. He has his hands under his chin, appearing to be in a pensive mood. Eventually, I stop laughing like a mad man as the seriousness of the situation sets in. Realization hits me hard. He isn't joking. He is deadly serious. “You can't be serious.” I mumble under my breath, too afraid to raise my voice. His arched brow lets me know that he is enjoying this. Of course he is. “But I'm serious.” He replies in his deep raspy voice. “I want you in exchange for keeping your secret a secret.” He sends chills down my spine with that one sentence. My mind should bla
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