Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty novel Chapter 21

Fleur got off work early because of Master Olivier.

She went home with Olivier in his car. Halfway back, she bought another bouquet of flowers and gave it to Olivier.

"This is for you."

Olivier did not even look at it. He grabbed the flowers and threw it into the trash can nearby.

"......" Fleur shook her head and sighed.

Neither of them spoke when they got back, retreating to each other's bedrooms. After Olivier finished his shower, Fleur showed up again just like last night, in black pajamas and clutching a pillow.

She carried the same charm and sensuality, the only difference tonight and last night was that she did not even knock or ask to join Olivier tonight.

Tonight Fleur fell right into his bed and dove beneath the covers. She turned to look at Olivier with bright eyes.

The ends of Olivier's hair were still dripping with water. He wiped his face with a towel, eyes as cold as if they had trapped frost.

"Get out." His two uttered words were terribly calm.

Fleur turned to her side and continued looking at him.

"No. I want to sleep here tonight."

Olivier threw his towel away and strode forward to bear down against her with his strong arms. His manly scent surrounded Fleur. "I've said already. No sexual relations. Were you paying attention at all?"

"I didn't say that. I just want to sleep."

"..."

Fleur reached out to tug Olivier's robe sash loose. Her eyes ran across his muscles, landing on a...scar?

Before she could examine further, Olivier snatched the sash from her hand. It did not hurt. Sure, there was a fierceness to it, beneath it was a curious amorosity.

Olivier stood up. "You really want to sleep here?"

"Mhm."

The man turned around and immediately left the room.