Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty novel Chapter 20

Only Fleur and Olivier remained in the room. On the big screen, paused song lyrics remained.

Fleur back onto the sofa as if exhausted from speaking. She looked at Olivier, who just happened to look at her.

Their eyes met.

He was a cold and proud man. Undeniably attractive.

"You know Simon Muller?"

"His name is Simon?"

Olivier did not say anything. He thought she did not know Simon based on what she said. He would later find out Fleur did, only that her acting was too good for him to realise. Simon seemed to know her, based on their interactions. When Simon looked at Fleur, he looked at her like looking at a prospective partner.

Olivier leaned back and narrowed his eyes.

Fleur buried herself in his chest, her sweet scent washing over him from the top of her head. Olivier furrowed his eyebrows. He was about to pull her off when she nuzzled against his chest like a cat all the way from his chest to his shoulder. Fleur stared at him coyly.

"Cat got your tongue?" She inhaled his strong vibrant scent, "My waist aches, could you help me massage it a little?"

Olivier stared at her emotionlessly. He spoke after a moment, ignoring her flirtations. "You're no ordinary woman, huh?" There was an attractive lilt in his voice.

Fleur pouted as if she wanted to kiss him.

Olivier threw a quick, snapping gaze that said "No."

Fleur said, "How could a night club owner compare with yourself?" She nuzzled her head against his chin.

Olivier grabbed her chin, pinching her lips. They were wet and plump.

"Even Waldo's five million couldn't get you to reveal yourself. Now you show up, willing to give away millions of dollars. Are you here for me or for Simon?"

The dim light shaded any flaws on one's face, only leaving her shinning beauty.