The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Taunting The Devil

I’ll teach him not to shun me like that, I’ll show him just what it means to taunt, and be left starving.

The only thing I needed was the courage to pull this off. So I chanted my mantra to infuse myself with as many as I could.

I tied up my hair in a high ponytail and adjusted my glasses, satisfied with my look.

"Perfect!" I stepped out, checking the time on the way to the gym.

Ares never misses a workout, and my timing was just right.

I took deep breaths and made a turn, pushing open the glass doors, almost stumbling at the sight of Ares lifting himself against the pull-up bar, faint growls and groans leaking from him.

I came here to taunt him, but it seems like he caught me in the chase.

The heat between my legs pulsed as I eyed every flex of his back muscles, clenching and unclenching with every up and down. His biceps bulged, and the veins covered them. Broad shoulder I wanted to hold and run my hands through as he pinned me against the—CATHERINE!

I released strained air, trying to breathe and not pass out. I need to get my act together; this won’t work if I keep drooling at him like a lost puppy.

I cleared my throat, and Ares came down from the bar, grabbing his towel to wipe his neck, but paused when he took in my appearance.

"Good morning," I said, and his eyes tracked my movement just like I expected.

I could feel a chill down my spine when I noticed his cold gaze on my ass, and I knew then I had chosen the right outfit.

I took out the yoga mat and set it just a few paces from him, directly bending and looking over my shoulder.

"Don’t mind me," I said with a sly smile. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

In a heartbeat, Ares came to me, but walked past me to the rack to grab a dumbbell.

I followed his movement until he was back at that same spot, sat on the bench, and began lifting, eyes daring me to do my worst.

I’m just getting started, devil.

I put on my headset and switched to yoga lessons.

I began my stretch, starting with a mountain pose, backing him and taking my time, releasing slow breaths that mingle with his, letting myself be taken over so that I don’t focus too much on him.

I proceeded to the forward fold, bending my body forward until my palms touched the mat. I moved my neck to see him from the corner of my eyes.

He was looking at me with so much vehemence that I almost lost my balance. But I snappily straightened my spine and started another pose.

With my back still facing him, I set my foot in place and did a one-legged pose, bending my lower body under my hands, and one leg in the air.

Everything behind me was silent. Gulping, I changed pose to a downward dog, letting my lower body go down and my hip lifted high, head between my arms.

From this angle, I couldn’t see him, not even his shadow. Where did he go?

I rose, but stilled when I felt my ass brushing against a wall, not a wall, but Ares was suddenly behind me.

Straightening my spine, I could feel him; there was no cold, only a heat.

I waited for him to touch me, but he didn’t, dawdling like a wall with eyes.

I want to push him.

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