Everything happened so quickly that I'm not sure how I got inside his car. This isn't what I planned for, and it's not what I anticipate happening! Fuck!
"Did you think of it already?" Why does he know all this? How? Isn't that how smart he is? I swallowed my breath before I could give my response to him.
Upon closer inspection, this truly is my greatest asset. Why not now, as I will need him later too? Why didn't I appreciate what he wanted to give me, yet every time I seduced him, he gave me everything and treated me like a queen as he told me earlier.
He seemed astonished by my response, so I arched my shoulder back and said, "Deal, Axl Raven Smith." He stops the car, almost sending me flying forward. I cursed under my breath, "Fuck!" I gave him an irritable look. I used to almost bow down to avoid meeting his glance, but now I can look him in the eye.
Whenever I'm with him, there's always the intimidating look that you can comment on him. Every time he walks with his chin up and is sure about things, you know he can do a lot this time. The way he stared at me, his eyes were hawking at me like waiting for his prey. He is that powerful. He didn't like me when me and Roux were together. I can't even fight his gaze; I always blink my eyes just to avoid his gaze, or he would be distracted.
"W-what?" I was stuttering; I didn't even know what to do because of the reaction on his face. Will he put me down?
"There's no taking back your words, Cbiara." There is a threat in his voice. I'm not afraid, because why should I be afraid of a small thing? I smile at him wide and big.
"I am confident with my answer, so you have nothing to worry about." I smiled at him sweetly. I honestly didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. Looking at the man, his jet black hair, his arrogant look, his intimidating vibes, and his chiseled jawline, he had the perfect set of side views that I've encountered. It's not like before when my palms are sweating because of what he is doing. Now I'm ready to face him. But that was what I thought; it was completely the other way around.
While he was fighting, staring at me, my heart was almost arguing with what he was doing. He is unbelievable! Why am I giving this reaction to him?
"As you say so," he briefly replied and started the engine before the cops would arrest us. I highly doubt they will do that; he's a Smith, a powerful one, so that thing is unlikely to happen.
I tried to contact Hiro so I could get out of this man, but he was not answering my calls.
"He's not going to answer your call," he said in a lazy tone. He guessed what I was doing. I looked at him, and from here I could clearly see Adam's apple and even his perfect side. How could he look like a god when he is pure evil? "You're staring at me as if I'm going to melt." I immediately looked away. Darn it!
"I'm just wondering how you know he won't answer my call." My heart is pounding out of my chest.
"Because I say so." I stifled to sneer because he was glancing at me based on my peripheral vision, so I tipped my head and leaned down. "You're going for a gown, right? I'll buy it."
"No!" Snarling at him, what does he think of me? Broke? "I can pay it on my own," I told him when I was able to breathe.
"I know, but I would love to pay for it." I felt something deja vu; Roux used to be like this with me, and I fell for it in an instant. But the situation is different because I know he only needs me and we're equal. I need him too; I'll use him.
I still remember how their mother would accuse me of being a gold digger, and I would just sit there and bow my head. I can't defend myself, not even Roux, because, until now, he didn't know how I held everything the insult I received from his loved ones when we were together. His parents would call me slut, gold digger, cheap, trash, and any words that are disgusting.
I didn't do anything else when we got to the designer mall. I know they're freaking rich, but I can't just ask them why he can spend this much on me. A big lump in my throat suddenly got in the way. I was his whore, his satisfaction. Why do I hope?
He waved at me to step closer to him, and I was confident enough to walk in his way. The employee greeted us, and I just gave my attention to the man in front of me, whose vision was still dark, with the intention of fighting with an employee. When I got close to him, he snaked his hand around my waist, so I arched my body and was stunned for a moment. I realized I didn't look at him, but I knew the man was just extra sweet because of our deal. So I will do the same for him.
He tightened the grip of his hands and drew a circular motion before asking me to walk.
"I don't want other men staring at you; you're just mine." He embarked like I was owned by him. I laughed for a moment because he looked serious. Even in the way he looked at me, he didn't close his eyes or show that he was kidding. "I'm dead serious, Cbiara." His hot breath trailed from my ear to my neck.
The hair on my neck suddenly stood up, and I gulped hard. Why is his seduction strong towards me? I was shunning at it; this is not good.
"Let's go," he said, pulling me towards the designer's sexy dress that fitted my body. My eyes were in the shape of a heart. While he released his grip on me, my eyes suddenly fell. "Just choose whatever you want; I'll pay." He walked towards the high couch, sat cross-legged, and gestured to the dress. I snorted and started shopping for clothes. The lady staff is gesturing to me for some sexy clothes that I know will do well on me.
I spent a few minutes choosing and finding it. It is a black backless wrap cross-split thigh halter dress. It is almost close to my body to see how big my future is and even my buttocks. My body is well-defined. I faced the man, and I saw how his Adam's apple moved up and down. I couldn't even take away his glance at me, so I turned around to show my flawless back. Before my hair was long and color black natural, now it is light golden blonde chin-length hair that is perfect for my heart-shaped face.
I approached him, and his next move made me chuckle—that's not vulgar—when he put the couch pillow on top of his bulge. I bit my lip not to suppress my emotion.
"How does it look? Am I fine?"
"Totally fine." His voice was hoarse, so I smirked. "Can you take off your clothes? You're even better without them," his muscular voice sent shivers down my spine. He stood up, now challenging me again. "I wanna fuck you here," he licked my earlobe, making my cheeks heat up.
Was it the wrong move?