Chapter 2 The Arrogant Billionaire

• BLAKELY,
• He had a prominent jaw and confident face. A clean cut hair. His eyes seemed to drown me just by looking at him. His coat was carelessly hanging on his shoulder, while some of the buttons of his polo were open.
• And my mischievous eyes wanted to search what kind of view was hiding behind that polo.
• ‘I was certain, it was one heck of a view. He was nerve-wracking!’
• I stealthily appraised him when he suddenly stopped in front of me. I didn’t know but I had this urge to smile at him. More than to any man I had encountered and flirted with.
• He was way different from those. Even from afar, his charisma was overflowing, demanding, stealing attention…
• The side of his lips twitch upward while gazing at me. And it just added to his manly character.
• In a normal situation, I should be flirting with him by now. But I can’t even move. All I want is to watch him while thinking about a lot of worldly desires.
• He was so attractive, so irresistible… so masculine in every way.
• ‘How I wanted to kiss that firm lips,’
• Where the hell did he get his lips sculpted? They seem to promise a thousand pleasures…
• And when he slumped down beside me, I didn’t want to breathe.
• “I was expecting there’s no one here. I didn’t know a gorgeous woman will climb up here too,”
• He was talking so softly that his warm breath touched my delicate face. I didn’t know what kind of emotion was this, bridging around me.
• It was just his warm breath for goddamn sake!
• It was not the first time I came face to face with someone having a godly look, but I just didn’t know how he had that kind of effect on me.
• “I-I was just… so bored,” I couldn’t look away from him.
• Oh damn! Did I just stammer?
• He grinned and those expressive grayish brown eyes studied me from head to toe. And just like other men I knew, great admiration quickly pictured in him.
• “Are you one of the guests from the wedding anniversary?”
• I nodded.
• ‘Oh, damn! Speak your ass, woman!’ I scolded myself inwardly.
• If only I could slap my face so I could get back my wit. It seemed I lost my tongue and all I wanted was to watch the gorgeousness in front of me.
• And I was rendered breathless when the man stroked his eyes down my legs.
• “I like your dress,” he said with a hint of self-satisfied smirk.
• And just now, I wanted to regret wearing this kind of clothes. I didn’t know but it sounded like he had a bad connotation, while brazenly gazing at my upper legs.
• But then, I couldn’t render the strange heat curling my whole system. His eyes seem to literally touch my silky smooth legs.
• “T-Thank you,” is the only thing I could say.
• I should be slapping him by now for shamelessly ogling at me. But I couldn’t. I just couldn’t.
• Wasn’t it my original goal? To drive those men crazy over me? They were just the same… lustful… greedy.
• Well, his gaze wasn’t that rude anyway. Instead, I saw admiration from his eyes. And it stirred my loins.
• ‘Oh dear, was it because he was so good-looking that I could not get offended?’
• “Are you one of the guests of Wright, too?” Out of nothing, I asked him.
• The man looked stunned for a while, but he quickly smiled. And as if the door of heaven opened up and glorified him. That was the sexiest smile I had ever seen.
• I was actually restraining myself from throwing my body towards him.
• “Sort of,” he shortly answered.
• Where did I see that handsome face, anyway? He looked familiar? Was he a model? Did I see him on a billboard? In a magazine, perhaps?
• “Then why were you here?”
• I wanted to lose my mind while smelling his exceptional scent. An expensive musk scent! And it seemed to scream inside my nostril.
• I was out of breath when I felt the electrifying sensation the moment his skin touched mine.
• What the heck!
• There was fabric between our skin and yet I could still feel that warm sensation bridging in me, storming my every sense.
• I should be flirting with him by now, driving him crazy.
• But I suddenly lost my wit. I couldn’t move.
• “How about you? Why were you here? You should be there at the party.”
• I couldn’t help but stare at the way his sensual lips moved. My imagination started to work. I wanted to grab his nape and kiss those fcking lips.
• But I was forced to get a hold of myself.
• “The party is boring. I don’t like formal banquets, actually.”
• Gosh! Why did he have to sit beside me? I was losing my mind whenever he was near.
• The man hung his arm at the backrest behind me. His fingers softly stroked my shoulder, touching my supple skin. My whole senses were so aware of his every move, even the slightest.
• “I should thank your parents.”
• “Huh?” Confused, I turned to him.
• “They seem to have great genes,”
• I didn’t know what to say, or how to answer. That was a direct complement and it wasn’t new to me. But coming from a godly creature like him…
• “I am glad I climbed up here,”
• I gasped. This stranger was flirting with me. And I could not hold myself anymore. Yes, I was just holding myself. Why the hell do I need to? He was supposed to be one of my victims! So, why the hell I was holding myself?
• Maybe because I had never been this fascinated by anyone. And I didn’t want to ruin his first impression of me.
• But then, my inner goddess was screaming on me. The temptation was strong, I could not fight it.
• I gave him my most alluring smile. And no one had ever been immune to this kind of smile. I inched towards him and caressed his handsome face, down his throat, his muscled chest. I’d been fantasizing about him since he walked here.
• “So, you are grateful to see me here, handsome?” I seductively asked, stroking my fingers on his wide chest.
• He gently caressed my legs, his eyes daring me. I breathed heavily, the burning heat started to snake my whole body. I’d been flirting for months with different men but this never happened to me.
• “Why the hell not? I’m with a hot woman in the middle of this cold rooftop.”
• His husky voice delivered a delicious sensation in me, burning me with fiery desire.
• He clasped my legs, squeezing and caressing. I couldn’t find the urge to stop him, instead…
• “Enjoying the touch, hmm?” my voice hoarse.
• And I wasn’t faking it. It just came out naturally.
• I gasped when I felt his hand curled up to my inner thigh. I should push him away. But my needs were greater and stronger than my sanity.
• Attraction. This man held a strong attraction. And I couldn’t fight over it. I just couldn’t.
• “Do you want me to help you ease your boredom?”
• Desire all over his eyes and handsome face.
• “Yes.” I moaned when his breath fanned my face, urging me to close my eyes and feel him.
• I choked the invisible lump in my throat when I felt his hand caressing my inner thigh.
• ‘Let him… let him, Blakely. He was just like those men you charmed.’
• I told myself.
• I knew my limitations. I always knew where to stop. But this time, I wasn’t sure about myself anymore.
• He licked and sucked my neck. I was gasping… breathless.
• “It is your last chance to run. I’m giving you five seconds. One… Two—”
• I sucked on my breath, opened my eyes and stopped him from counting.
• “Why would I run?” In drugged dazed eyes I asked. “I’m here now, ready to get laid.”
• I wasn’t in control of myself and my words, and it was too late before I understood the weight of what I said.
• Disgust and coldness quickly laced his eyes. “As I expected, ‘sultry heiress’.”
• Behind the enchanting and empty-headed sensation his warm breath brought me, I was struck with terror.
• He just pulled the trigger—the words that triggered me to catch my sanity.