Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 54

Grace

Shock will be an understatement.

My head spins as Tristin’s lips crash against my mouth. It’s rough, desperate, and breathtaking.

There is nothing gentle about the way his arms tighten around my waist and coax me into his lap or the way his teeth sink into my bottom lip, urging me to open my mouth for his tongue.

I shudder, the unforgiving rain still pouring over my cold body. The contrast of his heated mouth and his warm hands on my body amidst the biting cold leaves my mind numb and my hands hanging in the air.

What…

Tristin separates our lips and pants against my aching lips. “ think about pulling this shit again and I will make sure you never step a foot out of your room again. ”

I blink, completely still in his arms. What does he think I was doing?

“ Luca. ” Tristin yells, his glare still on my confused face. “ go prepare the car. Turn on the heaters. ”

“ Yes, Boss. ” Luca’s voice sounds over the rain before I hear his retreating footsteps.

Dumbfounded and nervous, I let Tristin pick me in his arms. My head rolls to his shoulder as I stare at his side profile.

“ Mom had something against me. She didn’t want me to meet you. That’s why I had to send you away. ” He says, directing his gaze ahead to avoid staring at my gaping mouth.

I blink again, then close my eyes and swallow. Why am I letting him do this again?

“ Tristin— ”

“ But I don’t give a fuck anymore. You are not leaving my sight again. ” He cuts in, his voice harsh and determined.

My jaw slacks, almost but I press it together to not show how weird this all feels. For some reason, it feels like Tristin is trembling under his expensive suit and it’s not because of cold or pain. It feels like fear—a terror that makes him shiver, makes him act like a man I don’t recognize.

Then again, I don’t really know Tristin. I only know what he decides to show me, sometimes his gentleness, sometimes his support, and other times, just the show of his power.

“ Put me down, Tristin. ” I whisper, trying to get my mind out of my shaken state.

“ So you can climb that shit again to scare me? ” His voice is a low growl that shuts my mouth instantly.

I don’t protest after that. If I do, it feels like he might snap and kiss me again.

Tristin enters the elevator, keeping me in his arms and then we are in the basement. He puts me in the seat before urging me to slide to the other side so he can get in after me.

I want to tell him that he can use the other door, but he seems reluctant to leave my side. As soon as we are inside, the warm air of the heater relaxes my stiff, cold muscles. I sigh and slide more towards the door.

Tristin’s hand closes around my wrist. I shoot him a glance. He is watching me. His eyes appear darker under the drenched bangs that cover his forehead.

Keeping his grip on me, Tristin slides his fingers between mine and intertwines our hands.