Fake marriage From Betrayal to Billionaire’s Embrace

Chapter 11

I stirred in my sleep as the chirping of words reached my cars. The warmth enveloping me and the plush mattress beneath me served as gentle reminders of the events from the night before and the unfamiliar room I found myself in.

Blinking multiple times, I adjusted my vision to the lights penetrating through the windows and found myself in a room that was as large as the house in which I was living before.

In the last two days, my life has taken so many turns that one could easily write a story over it and I am not sure how many more are waiting for me in the future.

Stretching my arms, I reached out for my phone, only to find that I was on the right side of the bed while I slept on the left side last night.

He created a line last night and we were supposed to not cross it.

1 gulped hard and my head immediately snapped down to confirm that I didn’t end up repeating the wedding night.

1 released a shaky breath when I found myself fully dressed.

I am used to sleeping on the right side of the bed. I am sure I must have come here to sleep when the bed was empty. What if I shifted here when he was also on the bed?

NO!

Ishouldn’t be overthinking. It is better for me if I change the side of the bed before he sees me here.

Perched on the edge of the bed, I prepared to step down when, qut of the blue, the bathroom door swung open, revealing Luciano in all his post-shower glory.

My eyes widened when he was standing right in front of me, water droplets glistening on his well- built body. I couldn’t help but follow the trail of a water droplet that dropped down his wet hair and cascaded down his chiseled chest to his torso. which was loosely wrapped in a towel. The morning light danced on his glistening skin, creating an ethereal glow that left me momentarily breathless.

I gulped hard as the room seemed to hold its breath as I took in the unexpected view.

“Enjoying the view. Are we?”

His question snapped my eyes up at him. His eyebrows were raised and there was a faint smile playing on his lips. I could feel my cheeks turning red due to embarrassment.

“I-oh,” I stammered, quickly averting my eyes to shield myself from further embarrassment, “I was not-

“It’s okay,” he interrupted, his tone dismissive. “I am used to woman drooling over me”

My lips were pressed in a thin line. He thinks too much about himself and believes that every woman will get ready to spend the night with him for his body but this is not the case. I lost myself because I was not in my senses. I think I would have done the same if there was some other male instead of him, because I was broken at that moment and just wanted a few words of solace.

My thoughts were cut short when he started approaching me. His eyes, ocean blue, became dark with every step that he

took towards me.

I have already heard about his desires and the way he spends his nights with women. And now this look in his eyes was only intensifying my fear.

I leaned back when he moved forward. My body collapsed back and I took my weight on my elbows. He knew that I was getting uncomfortable but that didn’t stop him. He kept on leaning forward.

With each inch he closed, my heart raced in sync with my quickened breaths. His gaze dipped to my chest, rising and falling

with each anxious breath. The proximity between us shrank, amplifying my unease.

His face came so close that our noses almost brushed. His hot breath fanned my face. He licked his lips when his eyes stopped on my lips.

What is he trying to do?

He said that he was not interested in me and would never get intimate with me. What’s all this?

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My hands rested against his bare chest to stop him from moving forward. I could feel a zap of electricity going through my entire being when my palms came into contact with his skin. Though he showed that he wasn’t affected, I could bet he took a deep, audible breath./

But at the moment, my concern was the proximity. Though he just came out of the shower, I could feel the warmth radiating through his body, which, for some weird reasons, felt cozy and relaxing.

I wanted to ask him to stop but instead my eyes closed on their own when our noses brushed and I thought that he was going to kiss me. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

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The moment stopped for me and I was waiting to feel his lips against mine when suddenly I felt a harsh tug that slipped my elbow and I rolled myself down the bed, falling to the floor with a loud thud.

“Ouch!” I groaned, rubbing my elbows. “What was that for?” I asked in surprise

“Next time, pay attention to your surroundings. It’s not that hard” He glared at the frustration evident on his face.

Jam surprised at how quickly and easily be changes his expressions. Sometimes it feels like he has two personalities within

himself. I can’t tell when he will switch from a sweet person to a devil.

“You could have just asked me to move. There was no need to be so rude,” I said as I slowly stood up, making sure we had enough distance between us.

My eyes flicked down to his hand and I realised that he had pulled away the robber, over which I leaned back in an attempt to go away from him.

“I don’t ask. I take what’s mine.” He shot me a cold, challenging look.

When he could be so possessive about his materialistic things, Lam not sure what he would do to his real wife.

“I am already running late for the office and I don’t want to miss out on the important meeting because of you. So stop overthinking, speed up, and get ready within 20 minutes.”

I was still not over the way he treated me last night. I understand that he is the boss but I am also a human being who deserves some respect. He is treating me like trash.

He collided his shoulder with mine knowingly as he passed me. My hand reached out for my shoulder as it shot pain.

“Father of Satan!” The words slipped out of my tongue on their own.

“I heard that,” he said without turning around, making his way to the closet.

“You were meant to…” I came back, making sure he heard that too.

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