Chapter 14 Crossing the line
Behind the Billionaire's mask!
Chapter 14
Sophie's POV
"What are you doing?" Evelyn asked as she joined me in the kitchen.
"I'm trying to make dinner." I stated while stirring the simmering sauce on the stove top.
"For my brother?" Evelyn asked.
"No!" I said, more like shouting.
"Oh! So what are you making?" Evelyn asked.
"Spaghetti Bolognese," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
Evelyn's eyes widened. "But that's my brother's favourite food."
"Really? I didn't know," I lied, attempting to play dumb.
I had asked Rose, the cook about Julian's favourite food.
"Oh!" she said, not believing me.
"But why is Rose not cooking?" Evelyn asked, looking up at Rose, who was standing beside me.
Rose smiled warmly. "Mrs. Sophie volunteered to cook today."
"Yes, Evy. I have just been doing nothing in the house, so I decided to cook," I explained.
Evelyn leaned toward me and whispered, "You're trying to win my brother over, right?"
I didn't say anything and just blushed.
I finished cooking, and Rose assisted in serving the food on the dining table while we waited for Julian's return.
"So, how was your meeting with grandfather?" Evelyn asked immediately, I sank into the couch beside her.
"It's amazing that I got to meet him in person. And he wasn't as difficult as I had thought. When i had heard Chairman, i had thought he will be one grumpy old man but he wasn't, he even advised me." I said enthusiastically. "And he's so fun to be with."
Evelyn's eyes sparkled with amusement. "I knew you two would get along. Grandfather's a softie at heart."
Just then, Julian walked in. "Welcome, sir," Jenkins greeted.
Julian nodded and went straight to the dining table while Evelyn and I joined him there. Rose dished the food, and we settled down to it.
"Wow, Rose, this meal is scrumptious," Julian said after eating one spoon. "It tastes like my mother's."
I felt a surge of pride with his compliment even though i wasn't the one he was talking to. I haven't even lived up to a month here, and I'm already in love with this devil. Isabella had told me to make him fall for me, but i had fallen for him instead. I have always known myself to fall for someone easily, but this was too fast.
"You are right, this meal is so delicious. Sophie made it," Evelyn said, her voice dripping with amusement.
Julian's eyes widened in surprise. "Ok... What!" he exclaimed as the realization dawned on him. "Why will you make my food? The kitchen is not a place for you."
My happiness shattered as he said that. His words cut deep, like a rejection.
"I was just bored, so I decided to make food for everyone," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant despite the sting.
Evelyn intervened, "Brother, you shouldn't have said it like that."
Julian didn't say anything and just continued with his meal. At least, he didn't say he wasn't eating again.
As we continued eating, the tension lingered. I couldn't help but wonder if Julian would ever see me as more than just a plaything.
After dinner, Julian went to his room while I stayed with Evelyn and watched TV. But my mind kept drifting to Julian. What can I do to make him fall for me?
'What the fuck are you thinking, Sophie? It's a contract for crying out loud? A contract for eighteen months!' I keep telling myself in my mind.
I was so deep in thought that I didn't know that the movie had finished, and Evelyn just changed the channel.
I soon excused myself from Evelyn and went upstairs to go to my room, hoping sleep would erase everything.
But I stopped by his door, which was beside mine.
I didn't know the force that dragged me to his room, I just realised that I was already inside his room. He was already asleep.
I wanted to leave the room but something just told me to stay. So, I moved closer to him and started staring at him. He looked so calm, unlike the Julian I know whilst awake. He also look familiar, like i had seen him before, but i just brush the thought that it was because i am used to seeing him everyday. I continued staring at him for a long time, and subconsciously, I lay down beside him.
Due to my weight being put on the bed, his eyes fluttered open, and he caught me lying beside him and staring at him. I expected him to get very mad at me at that very moment, but he stayed still for some seconds, staring at me back. I stood up to go, but he suddenly dragged me back onto the bed.
"What are you doing in my room?" He asked, his voice sound husky sending butterflies to my stomach.
"I..I...wanted to ehm..." I stuttered, my heart racing.
"You wanted to what?"
I swallowed hard, my voice barely audible. "I wanted to..."
I was cut off by his lips pressing against mine abruptly, and I let him kiss me, unable to resist his toxic charm.
He grabbed me closer while nibbling and suckling on my lips fiercely.
His fierce kisses left me reeling, struggling to keep pace.
I gasped as he tore away his mouth from me as he wore a satisfied smirk on his face.
This was my first kiss with him, and I didn't want to stop.
I tried to catch my breath. "I...I...should go now." I said, as I tried to stand up.
"I'm not done." He said, pulling me back onto the bed.
I gasped as he tore my gown into pieces, revealing the lace lingerie underneath.
He traced his fingers along the lace trim of my lingerie, making me shiver with anticipation. His eyes darkened with desire as he leaned in to kiss me again, his hands roaming my body possessively. I could feel the heat building between us, my heart racing with each touch and kiss.
His lips found my neck, his teeth gently nipping at my sensitive skin, sending shivers down my spine. I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to me, wanting more. His hands slid down to my waist, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed.
He hooked his fingers into the lace of my lingerie, slowly pulling it down, exposing my body to him. His gaze was intense, like he was seeing me for the first time. I felt vulnerable yet desired, and it only fueled my desire for him.
He leaned down, his breath hot against my skin. His tongue traced a path down my body, making me gasp with pleasure. I could feel the tension building, my body begging for more. His fingers found me, teasing and exploring, making me moan with pleasure.
He looked up at me, his eyes dark with desire. "You're mine," he said, his voice deep and commanding. I could only nod, unable to form words as he continued to explore my body, taking me to new heights of pleasure.
He continued to worship my body with his hands, mouth, and tongue, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. I could feel the tension building, my body trembling with pleasure as he explored every inch of me. His touch was confident and possessive, claiming me as his own.
As the passion grew, I wrapped my legs around him, feeling his hard on. He tore open a condom with his teeth and skillfully rolled it on. Then, with a deep, powerful thrust, he filled me completely. We moved together in a rhythm, our bodies becoming one. His thrusts were hard and demanding, each one taking me higher and higher.
The intensity of our lovemaking was overwhelming, my body shaking with pleasure as he took me to new heights. I could feel myself nearing the edge, my breath hitching as I clung to him. With one final, powerful thrust, we reached the pinnacle together, our bodies shuddering with pleasure.
We lay there, spent and satisfied. This was our first passionate sex together. All our sex had always been rough. I can't deny wanting to experience this again.