While he was preparing to make a move on me for the third time, I rose from my bed and made my way to the shower. “Do you want to join me inside?” I tried to tempt him while squeezing my breast before his eyes.
“It’s not a good idea, Selena. Go ahead and wash, then I’ll take you home.”
I responded by arching my brows because when I focused my gaze on his manhood, it was growing bigger. Before I knew it, we were having sex in the bathroom once again. It was just a quickie. Nevertheless, the satisfaction it gave to both of us was great.
Two hours before midnight, we departed from the hotel and went home. We never talked much inside the car, but when we happened to pass by a coffee shop, I told him to pull over. “Go and get me a Grande of their macchiato,” I ordered him to buy me a coffee.
“Alright,” he agreed without asking further.
Being my bodyguard, he has a card for our expenses such as gas or coffee and snacks. When he returned with my coffee, I smiled at him. “Thank you,’ I said to him. “Holy shit!” I put down my drink and exclaimed at the handsome man who used my car as a mirror.
“Why? Do you find him attractive?” Lee asked furiously. “Just a gentle reminder Selena that I am a possessive guy. An entirely possessive one,” he added.
I looked at him with disgust! “Is that a threat, Lee? Just because I had sex with you doesn’t mean that I belong to you already,” I reminded him.
“It’s not a threat, Selena. I’m just telling you that you are mine now, and I have to protect what is mine,” he continued before starting the engine, and this time, he drove too fast.
“You’re funny, and you know that, right? We are no longer in the fifteenth century, sir, that you have to act like that,” I reminded him.
“If you want me to be a criminal, then suit yourself. You can smile at anyone,” he mentioned.
“Impossible!” I just gazed at Lee for several minutes and waited for him to smile or admit he was joking when he said he would kill someone for being interested in me. “Are you making fun of me right now?”
“Not,” he affirmed.
I should be worried about his violent nature, but I decided to correct his belief instead of scolding him. “I am not your property,” I told him.
“Sooner or later, you will be completely mine, Selena. Whether you like it or not,” he added.
I pretended to shiver in fear and said, “That’s scary! Anyway, it’s far from happening. That dream of yours will never happen. In case you have forgotten, I am engaged with someone else.” For a moment, Lee was silent, and I believed he was considering his option.
“What if you will become pregnant?”
“Hmm, if it will happen, I am sure the wedding will be cancelled. Still, we have no future together.”
“Why?”
“Because you are you,” I answered.
“What do you mean by that?”
“My father will not let me marry you, and if worse comes to worst, he will bring me to a clinic for an abortion,” I informed him about the horrible truth.
“What will you do if he would suggest such a thing?”
“I still have to consider my options, Lee. One thing is sure, I don’t want to live as a poor woman,” I confessed.
“When you tried to elope that night, you were prepared to take the risk, weren’t you?”
“I was reckless that time. Do you know that as soon as I left home, my father froze all of my accounts? Look, I’m still working on my emergency fund right now, and it’s tough.”
“What about your trust fund?”
I frowned upon hearing him questioned me about the trust fund. Should I tell him the truth that there’s no trust fund for my account? That everything belonged to my father, and once I would cut our ties, I would be dirt poor and probably live in the gutter? “There’s no such thing on my account,” I admitted the truth.
“But your family is rich!” He exclaimed.
“My father is rich, Lee, but I am not rich, technically. I used to have access to everything, but after someone betrayed me with a huge amount, he was cautious when it comes to our finances.”
“What about your income from the business?”
“Well, that’s the only thing I have under my name which he couldn’t touch no matter what. However, I have grand plans for my business, and I’m saving for expansion.”
“I wish I could help you,” he mentioned.
“Thank you. I appreciate your thoughts to help me with my finances. So, going back to my main problem, I wished you would make some progress soon.”
“I’m almost there. I think your father has considered marrying you into Vera Group,” he stated.
“Why?”
“Here,” he gave me the newspaper with Richard Vera’s face on the headline.
He just announced he would be married soon, and the woman was rumoured to be in her mid-twenties. There was nothing much about the woman, but the man’s statement was vague enough. However, she couldn’t risk being married to an older man. “We should meet him as soon as possible,” I said.
“I will arrange it, Selena,” he promised.
I bit my bottom lip while considering my other options, and I believed I had to expedite the process of getting pregnant or being involved in a scandal. “Sleep with me tonight,” I announced all of a sudden.
“We just did it,” he complained.
“Make me pregnant,” I ordered out of desperation.