The Billionaire's Mistake (Anya and Daniel) novel Chapter 265

She decided to completely ignore him. Acting as though he was not sitting in the bedroom, she made some noodles and returned to the room. Then she walked out unto the small balcony and sat to have some fresh air. She sat on table and started eating without care.

On the couch, he felt uncomfortable when she ignored him that much. This girl had a temper.

It did not help that he was still in his work clothes. He took off his tie and jacket, unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. Only then did he feel a little more. She soon returned to the room and saw his relaxed state and frowned deeply. She went into the kitchen to wash her bowl. When she was done, she returned to the room and climbed into bed.

“No dinner for me?” he asked. Seeing her completely ignore him, he felt the urge to mess with her.

“I don’t know what you like to eat,” she answered and he raised a brow.

“I like to eat women,” he said and she stiffened, but refused to back down.

“Go ahead then,” she responded in defiance.

“Okay,” he got up from the couch and climbed into bed.

He grabbed her frightened form close to him and laid on top of her, settling between her legs. She was brave when she had spoken, but when he moved, she almost died inside.

“I don’t mind if I do,” he said and she tremble slightly. Seeing the position they were now in, she turned red and tried push him off, but he was too heavy.

“Get off,” she protested.

“But you said I could,” he chuckled darkly.

“I-- I was joking, please get off,” she pleaded. He did not want to. For some reason, he wanted to melt into her. He felt comfortable here and did not want to move. He could not understand this sudden rush of emotions.

“Why did lie that you are my wife?” he asked, “It can’t be you have this habit, right?”

She was greatly offended by his words, “I told you that day didn’t I?” she asked with a deep frown. Did she? He could not recall. He raised a brow at this.

“I was not listening,” he said, “Did you?”

She too could not quite recall much of what happened in the car that night. She just did not like the way he had talked or the words that came out of his mouth.

“Then, tell me again. If you explain it well, I will get off you,” he promised.

“I was just avoiding the police because I have a bad history with them. Someone stalked me a long time ago and I tried to get their help, but he was a police officer. They did not believe that he could do such a thing, so the police spread news that I am a liar trying to destroy his life. Every time I met with the police for any reason, this came up. They would either not take me seriously or think I am at fault. I just don’t want to see them, okay?” she explained. And his eyes darkened greatly.

Hazel was not sure how she slept that night, but by the time she opened her eyes the next day, Marcus’s strong arm was wrapped tight around her midsection, gluing her back to him in the process. She froze; the complicated situation of the last night made a waltz through her brain. She was from shocked to fear, to confused to terrified. The moment she woke up, Marcus knew, but he did not want to let go. He watched freeze, panic, then struggled, before stopping.

“Mr. Green, Mr. Green,” she called, growing frustrated every second he did not seem to wake, “Marcus!” she called.