Arabella quickly turned her head around to look at their two companies at the back. It seemed they had the same habit that after drinking they collapsed instantly.
“Could you please stop calling me that shameless title?” With a low and irate voice, she said. Arabella had no plan on talking to him, but she couldn’t withstand his audacity on the matter.
Just right after her words, a screeching sound could be heard from Bill’s abrupt stopped.
“What the! Are you crazy?” Arabella subconsciously shouted as she composed herself from being startled. She almost dashed herself in front while she immediately looked at William and Mia at the back. Good thing, their seatbelts were securely fastened otherwise, the impact would probably injure them. How could this man be so rude?
Inside the car, the air seemed to vanish in an instant with Bill’s in rage look. She might be very angry too this time, but his look had made her suppressed her impulse. Who could forget the night she was being punished by him repetitively? And it all started from that look of him. Just to avoid his ‘I’ll eat you if you don’t shut up’ gaze, she fixed herself in her seat and averted her look outside showing her submissive side. For her, it was her best choice to end up the night quickly.
“Do you find my name shameless?” Bill suddenly uttered. He spoke normal like there was no other people at their back.
“Hmm...” Turning her head on the back. “Let’s talk with that some other time.” Arabella’s face had turned pale. She didn’t want to be misunderstood by Mia. Her family were too kind to her. Vulgarly talking their relationship while his girlfriend was just at the back of them, what’s wrong with this man?
“Why? Because of your new…. Boy toy? " He sneered at her while putting a deep emphasis on his last two words. “Are you afraid that he would know that you are Mrs. Sky? ” He then added with a frown. After what he did under the table, now he was provoking her again. Why she had to meet this man again? Avoiding to make any commotion inside the car, Arabella just glared at him with a killer look and averted her gaze outside.
The night was just fine. It was dark and calm. After 3 months, she had witnessed again the night view of the city. She then realized how busy she had been for the past few months that she didn’t have the time to appreciate simple things like her view outside.
“If you don’t want to answer me, you drive! I don’t drive with someone else boyfriend.” Bill got out of the car quickly to transfer on her seat like a spoiled brat kid. Arabella was quite at a loss of his stubbornness. But what about Mia? Isn’t she not his girlfriend? Poor Mia to have this kind of despicable man! But, how could she argue with the owner of the car?
In the next minute, her door was opened and a domineering body drew close at her leaving just an inch as a space gap. The scent he used immediately wafted to her nose and she suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over her body. It’s been a while, but his scent was still driving her crazy. Who could have forgotten his scent? That morning when she woke up from his extreme torture, her body smelled just like him. His scent served as an indication that they became one that night.
“Drive!” Bill ordered with a running out of patience tone. Arabella then realized that Bill was just waiting for her to step out so he could enter to switch their seats. Because of her thoughts, she had felt embarrassed in front of him. She shyly stepped her foot on the ground, but when she thought that Bill would go inside the car directly, after she got out, Bill closed the door and corner her body against the car.
Bill’s sudden reaction made her stunned.
“What are you doing?” She tried to look at him with a puzzled and a little terrified look.
“You were biting your lower lip a while ago.” Bill’s handsome face was very close to her and his eyes were very playful.
If what Bill saying was true, then she did it without even knowing it. How could she let herself be embarrassed in front of him? She really wanted to kill herself right now while she was blushing in embarrassment.
“I want to bite that lip too.” Bill’s voice was a bit lusty that made Arabella shivered. She knew that Bill was always direct in his words, but coming from a man she had not seen for quite some time, she had felt strange. She would be a hypocrite if she would say his words didn’t make her wet.
“Why do I get the feeling that you are thinking of me while doing it?” Bill added while his playful eyes wandered on her flustered face.
“In your dream!” She said while stretching her neck away from his face. He was absolutely right, but never in this lifetime that she would admit it.
“No! In your dream!” She harshly said with a strong opposing tone.
The only thing that Bill didn’t find it cute was whenever she denied her true feeling, or maybe he expected a good answer for her but she didn’t want to give in.
Got offended by her, Bill furiously drove the car and abruptly stopped outside a bar. He quickly got out and opened Arabella’s door to drag her out. His hand was strongly gripping his wrist while they strode inside the bar with big steps leaving her no chance to escape.
“What are you doing? Let me go!” Arabella exclaimed. She tried to take off his hand from him, but Bill mercilessly dragged her and all she could do was to follow his gigantic steps or else she would fall. Bill just stopped when they had entered inside the elevator.
“Where are we going? I want to go home. It was already late.” She said, hoping Bill would hear her, but then the elevator opened with a ‘ding’ and Bill smiled at her wickedly.
Dancing women wearing sexy dresses greeted Arabella’s eyes. The bar was big, but full of mostly women wearing their most seductive look. When they took a step inside, the women began to approach Bill. In just a blink of an eye, Bill was already surrounded by many women even though he was holding another woman’s hand. Arabella heaved a sigh of frustration. However, she couldn’t blame these women to be so attractive to the man beside her. Among all the guys present in the room, Bill was the hottest like a European model figure with a striking handsome look. Not to mention, the richest billionaire in the city.
Bill then raised his hand and the women around him stopped touching him and slowly kept their distance making them a way. For Arabella, it seemed this place was Bill’s stomping ground. No wonder, women here were like his toys. Bill continued their way and entered an exclusive room. He then put Arabella on a classy French crimson couch and he sat on the other couch opposite to her. Bill smiled at Arabella whose look was very puzzled.
“Could you please say something to me, why I am here?” Arabella couldn’t withstand the annoying situation.
Bill crossed his long legs as he pressed a button on the side, then he stretched his arms at the backrest. He was like a lustful king waiting to be served by promiscuous women.
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