Taming A Billionaire Chapter 38
Advertisement
Nik's Pov
I've never slept peacefully like the night before, even if it was divided between pleasure and rest.
That girl was a little tigress, I can't even remember the number of times I came last night.
We were currently lieing on her bed which truthfully was too small for my long legs and too hard for me - my back was aching.
I wondered how she was able to sleep in this wood called a bed.
Suddenly she shivered and snuggled close to me, delighting in the warmth she drew from my body and sighed contentedly.
Unknown to the sleeping tigress, her legs had unconsciously moved and touched a certain part of my body that was always 24/7 active.
I gritted my teeth and curled my fist, it took me everything to be in control and not lay my hands on her bare body hidden underneath the sheets.
Swallowing hard, I stared down at the tigress who wrapped her hands around my body like an octopus.
Yes, I'm a man of strong character, and unswerving devotion to what I consider the best interests of my family but I was definitely wanting in self-control.
It wasn't a secret to the public that my sexual appetite was the stuffs of legends and it wasn't surprising since I myself had no faith in my self-control; my sexual commitment.
But things were different now.
I don't know what's so special about her but it makes me want to try and become a better person for her.
Everything about her was scrambling my usual logic and now I'm wavering , but I surely know it wasn't love.
The only person I've ever loved was Kay but look where it got me. For people like me - love is a bullet to the heart
I tucked a stray hair behind her ear examining her face, the girl was beautiful - not in a hot and provocative way but definitely charming and pleasing to the eyes, unfortunately she thinks otherwise.
Advertisement
My gaze flickered to her lips and all accumulated self-control decimated completely.
This tigress is going to be the death of me.
Slowly I began to lean in ,excitement playing in the debts of my eyes, hoping to claim that lips when my phone rang and destroyed the moment.
As if a bucket of cold water was poured on me, I retreated and grabbed my cellphone grudgingly.
I sat up slowly and carefully , making sure not not to awake the tigress but she stirred and wrapped her arms around my waist.
God ! She was so touchy. Fine, I sighed. My body is all yours anyway.
After confirming she was sound asleep, I accepted the call.
"What? " I rasped.
"It's morning " Came Judy's curt reply
Normally I would've ignored the call but Judy always calls with a reason.
"It's a Sunday " I emphasized. Sunday was always my free day - a day for partying and f*cking when I'm not burying myself with company work.
"You might need to hear this " Judy said and my gaze darkened. As ironic as it sounds but Judy is a bringer of bad news.
"Fine " I sighed "Keep the engine busy - no, be on standby " I added when I realized it might take some time to leave this place.
I ended the call. Cautiously tearing myself away from her octopus-like grip, I headed for her bathroom.
Limestone flooring is used throughout the room for an elegant, natural look, but frosty blue smaller tiles are used on the wall to provide a peaceful, water-inspired color palette with a rain - style shower head.
But the bathroom was quite small, probably quarter the size of my own washroom.
Nonetheless, I showered and made use of her shampoos and conditioner I thought seem nice to apply on my hair.
Advertisement
When I came out of the bathroom with one of the clean white towel I grabbed from the rack, wrapped round my waist, she was already awake.
"You didn't wake me " She pouted.
"I couldn't afford to disturb you " I said and approached her before reaching out and held her close, my body wetting the polo shirt she was wearing.
She sniffed and her expression shifted "Did you use my shampoo? "
I teased "Why? You don't like it? "
She laughed " You smell girly "
"I don't mind if it means I smell like you " I said and kissed her , a slow, savoury kiss.
Surprisingly, I broke the kiss "I need to leave"
"Why? Today's Sunday, right? " She asked in between another kiss while her hands run through my wet hair.
"I have a business to attend " I whispered, nibbing at her ears.
"Why do you CEO's, work yourself to death?" She asked, obviously annoyed.
" I'm not like other CEOs, I do know how to have a good time and if you're so curious about my type of fun , I will be so happy to indulge you next time " Came my Insinuative comment that made her blush and shiver.
She pushed away from me and I noticed the way she walked with a slight discomfort.Was she sore from last night?
I shook my head, if she couldn't handle the little fun from yesterday , what about our future bedroom activity?
I sighed, it seems I have to train her endurance.
"At least, let me dry your hair. You will catch a cold if you leave like this " She suggested.
I wanted to refute her claim by telling her an ordinary cold was nothing compared to what I've experienced but when I saw the pleading and concerned look on her face, I gave in.
Seriously Nik, what is going on with you? I facepalm mentally. The girl obviously has you wrapped around her finger. Sigh .
Soon enough, I sat on the edge of the bed while she kneeled behind me and plugged the hairdryer into an electrical outlet and began the blowout.
Surprisingly, the girl had salon-level skills judging from the fact she didn't irritate my scalp and the way my hair achieved a smooth and sleek feel. Not to mention, the way her hands glided through my hair almost caused me to succumb to sleep again.
Once through, she applied gel and slicked my hair backward.
"Yeah and finally done ! " She exclaimed and gave me a vintage style handheld mirror to examine her handiwork.
A smile curled up my lips
"You're a natural pro " I complimented her wholeheartedly
"No, that's nothing " She waved, smiling timidly "Back in highschool, I was involved with a drama club and learnt a thing or two from the makeup crew "
"OK, you're good to go " She said and patted me on my back as she climbed off the bed.
Yeah, good to go except the towel was still wrapped securely around my waist. Suddenly, an evil smile found itself on my face.
"You should be ....." Maya was halfway through her words when I suddenly stood and let my towel drop to the ground.
" Ahh!!!!!!! "
.
Advertisement
- In Serial200 Chapters
Princess Is Glamorous In Modern Day
Having brought up her younger siblings in troubled times and guiding her younger brother to the throne, Xia Wanyuan is the most legendary eldest princess in the history of the Xia Dynasty. When this eldest princess opens her eyes, she finds herself in a world a thousand years into the future. While she is still called “Princess”, it’s only a nasty jeer imparted on her as a mockery for her arrogant connections within the entertainment industry. So what if you were rich? In the end you’ve fallen to a status far lower than any beast! In response, Xia Wanyuan promises that a day would come when they will sincerely call her Princess. Everyone laughs at her, waiting to see the day when she’ll be abandoned by the wealthy and affluent. Handsome yet aloof, President Jun Shiling is known only for his success in the corporate world with a demeanor cold enough to cut through ice. He has just one thing to say: Take the one hundred million divorce fee and leave quickly. Two years later, the eldest princess is a two-time winner of a prestigious acting award. The darling of the fashion world, she has become a style icon who is also proficient in the four classical arts. As an all-knowing professor in both literature and poetry, she is also a professor in two departments at the most renowned institute of higher learning. The Olympics? Gold medals are a dime a dozen when considering her skills in fencing and shooting. Her name is spread all over the world and she is filled with an unprecedented glory never bestowed upon any other. The CEO who wanted a divorce at the start refutes on television: “How dare anyone spread rumors about our divorce? My dearest wife, can we have another child?”
8 1545 - In Serial78 Chapters
His baby girl
Willow Aburn is a shy, clumsy, innocent girl. She didn't have many friends but was kind to everyone regardless. People took advantage of her kindness but she was way too naive to notice. She was modest and very forgiving.Daire Frost is the devil in disguise. He hates any and everything, and that includes people. He has never been shown love so never experienced it. He doesn't talk much which makes his imitation look even more scarier.Daire didn't know why but found himself attached to this girl. And Willow couldn't help but smile when he was around. They were lost without each other and now they're found. Can he learn to love for her?And can he teach her to let lose?
8 187 - In Serial46 Chapters
One Shot
Surviving. Surviving was the only this Aurora knew and could remember . Being mentally/verbally abused everyday was taking for 13 years was taking a toll on her . Being the #1 assassin, #1 street fighter, #2 hacker, and # 2 street racer all at the age of 16 was tough. But what happens when her abusive foster parents die , and her Mom , Dad 5 brothers , Uncles , Aunts , and Cousins show up . Will she tell them her secrets ? Will they turn her theirs ?
8 134 - In Serial28 Chapters
Kairos
Time travel is legal and Ada Blum is looking for love. But what happens when one of her charming bachelors from the past makes his way to the present? ***** Time travel isn't just possible, it's been legalized by the US government. Many industries have capitalized on the trend, including dating agencies. Now anyone can travel to the past for their own Regency romance or wild west affair-for the right price. Ada Blum is no exception. Often dubbed an old soul, Ada finally has the chance to explore relationships with men who are more up her alley. What she doesn't expect is for her new beau to be a part of the 1920s gang scene in New York. And when she smuggles him into the 21st century to keep him safe, all hell breaks loose. Jealous lovers and glitches in time make for deadly enemies, but can Ada have her happy love story after all?[[word count: 90,000-100,000 words]] Formerly "The Kairos Temporal Matchmaking Service."Cover designed by Lydia Carr
8 369 - In Serial48 Chapters
Dalaric
a hehe bookDalaric "Ricky" Mikael was known for two things; being the country's best assassin and being a silent brute. His demons enveloped him in darkness and he saw no light at the end of any tunnel.Until a girl, who's weird and wears nothing but a pair of black jeans and t-shirts that are too big for her, called him pretty.(No one dies in the end)Word Count [145k]#2/170K in Cute : 14/9/2020 #1/54.9K in Anxiety : 19/10/2020 #4/50.8k in Crazy : 7/10/2020 #7/28.1K in Goodgirl : 21/9/2020 #1/22k in Interracial : 16/9/2020 #1/13.9K in Cold : 21/9/2020 #1/11.5K in Adorable : 9/9/2020 #1/4.1K in Serious : 4/9/2020 #3 in Young AdultTrigger Warnings : abuse & ptsd (mentions of psychotherapy) Copyright @ARKHNN 2020 - All rights reserved.
8.57 32342 - In Serial63 Chapters
The Healer | ✔
Important:- You Need To Read The Heartbreaker to understand the plot. Away from everyone, Rivaah is content living a life of single mother and a successful Advertising Head. Her love story didn't had that sappy happy ending, but the little bundle of joy she received was all worth it. She has it all set. Spending her whole life making her son's life better is her ultimate goal. But it seems God doesn't love her enough. When two choices land her in a state of either everything or nothing, she definitely goes for the first one. After all, her son is all she has. But the price she has to pay to make her son's life better, is huge. Will she get her sappy happy ending this time? Or will she be left the same, alone and all on her own. ______"Isn't he my daddy?""He is.""I wanna meet him.""He don't want us.""Why? Was I a bad boy?""No, darling. You're the best.""Mommy, please.""He doesn't remember us, son."He is definitely God's favourite. After ruining three lives, he forgot everything and is happy. He remembers nothing about the past, only the others affected are carrying the scars he inflicted.
8 195

