Chapter Eighteen

Natalie POV

My face suddenly became chilled. I moved back two steps, gazing emptily at his face. A smile touched his mouth as he moved a few steps nearer. I was pressed against the wall, but he continued without pausing.

"What is your current activity?" I was able to speak while keeping my eyes closed.

"You will witness."

The room fell silent, with only the sound of my own fast heartbeat filling the air. I woke up and saw Tristan's bare torso in my line of sight. His sculpted chest and defined abs were on full display, sending a rush of desire through me despite my attempt to resist.

Tristan moved closer, his eyes locked with mine, a mixture of mischief and desire burning within them. The strong attraction between us was tangible, electrifying, and I had to muster all my strength to hold my position.

"I'm uncertain about this," I murmured, my voice barely perceptible. I could sense my cheeks getting warm, a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

“Stop this.” I added.

Tristan's gaze never wavered as he closed the distance between us, his breath grazing my ear.

"Now, we're going to push the limits of our agreement."

His words caused a chill to run down my back, a combination of fear and thrill.

“What? It’s breaching the contract! I didn't sign up for this.” I began to yarn still with my eyes closed.

I felt his warm touch on my chest. The warmth of his breath drew closer to my neck.
Part of me wanted to resist, to push him away and escape this escalating situation. But another part of me, counter that part.

As he moved nearer, his lips almost touching mine, I sensed the attraction, the powerful pull bringing us closer. Our bond deepened as time went on, causing the world to disappear around us.

Then my head clicked. My eyes open sharply falling on his chiselled chin. I shoved his shoulders, making him drift back a little.
His chuckle filled the room, leaving a killer smirk behind.

“I’m not surprised.” He pointed.

“Of course you shouldn’t, I’ve told you before. I’m not a tool for you to use when you want to cool off!”

“Cool off?” His chuckle filled the room again, but louder this time.

“I’m not surprised because I know you’re so stupid… You dare reject a platter of gold.” Tristan said with his eyebrow raised.

I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Platter of gold? Where is it? Because I can’t see it.”

“How dare you insult me?” Tristan said with a straight face.

“I just stated a fact.”

His face turned cold, then began to walk slowly over to me. My heart began to race. Is he angry? What is he going to do to me?
He grabbed my arm, then pulled me closer. He pushed me to the bed.

“Push me away if you don’t want this.” He placed his lips on my neck. He kissed it, then went down leaving trails of saliva.

My hands froze in his shoulders, waiting for that pump of energy to push him away, but I couldn’t.
Tristan stared into my eyes as he pressed his crotch against my body. He let out a groan, then tore off the neck of my gown exposing my breasts. He grabbed one, then began to feast on them. It immediately sent waves down my body. My legs began to tremble, as my eyes closed shut. Pleasure liberated all over my body. My eyes opened as the pleasure abruptly stopped.

“You didn’t push me away, that means you want this, don’t you?”

I stared into his eyes dumbfounded. My lips parted a little, and I took a hard gulp down. I was soon filled with strength, pushing him off me. Tristan’s laughter hit my ears.

“You have already shown me… Don’t you think it’s a little too late to do this?”

I cover my breast in shame. My eyes glued to the floor, as I withdraw myself away from him.

“I-I don’t w-”

“You don't know what?” Tristan got up from the bed, then adjusted his trousers. His bulge is clearly visible from them.

“Don’t say that honey, I sucked your boobs… I fondled them with my fingers… if I hadn’t stopped, we will probably be fucking by now,”

Tristan walked to the other side of the bed, then leaned in closer to my face.

“So don’t try to say you don’t want me… it’s quite obvious you do.”

"You interrupted me... I mentioned not discussing this topic... it won't occur in the future."

Tristan was surprised, causing his eyes to widen. He let out a little laugh, then his face turned cold again.

“Never you say? I suggest you mind your choice of words darling.”

My eyes fixed on him, trying to comprehend what he just said. He let out a sigh, then walked towards the door.

“I didn’t come here for this… I’m off.”

My eyes widened. I jumped to my feet.

“Off to where? You’re not leaving me here are you?”

Tristan turned around with a smirk plastered on his lips.

“Relax, we came here to celebrate our successful contract signing… I’m going out to have fun.”

“What do you expect me to do here?”

“You tell me, are you coming or not?”

I let out a deep sigh, then nodded slowly. With the embarrassment I had just faced, a few drinks should help flush them down.

“Get dressed then, you clearly can’t go out with that thing.”

What? I shot him a look I’m sure could kill. He didn’t seem to care. He walked over to the wardrobe, then slid it open revealing a collection of designer gowns.

“What? You brought me to the place where you bring all your hoes?!” I yelled, as my eyes fell on the clothes.

Tristan pulled out a glittery red dress, then dropped it on the bed. He stared at me with a smile glued to his lips.

“Congrats.” The smile disappeared, then he walked through the door slamming it behind him.

“Disgusting!” I shook my head, and got dressed quickly.