One Night Stand with Billionaire: BOOK 1

*Chapter 09: I Must be damned

Ah I remember how happy I was for 2k reads on this book QAQ good ole times. Also, it's nice to know that five years later, my aesthetics for black/white combo still remain unchanged

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Thinking about a person after some time doesn't always has to mean that we miss them, thinking of them—that's sometimes called "moving on."

I knew it. I knew whom that voice belonged to. I just didn't want to believe it. All this time, I hoped that I would be away from him and enjoy my life until the very end. So why? Why did we have to meet again? Moreover, why was he, out of all the people, Melissa's brother?

I saw mischief in his eyes so I instantly backed up against the wall. I don't know what he could do. I did not expect to reunite with my one-night stand in this way. I sure doubt that he expected it either.

He won't kill me, right? For a second, I thought I saw regret in his eyes, but I must've been wrong. He hasn't shown a bit of remorse that night at all, so what could have possibly been changed now?

"Will you step out of my wardrobe? Or, at least, of what is left out of it?" he asked. I weakly nodded, waiting for him to step aside. Noticing that, he moved to the right allowing me to get out. I hesitantly made a move to get away while watching him carefully, waiting for any sudden movement.

As I stood there, he rubbed his hands while biting his lip nervously. I had to get Ayden out of here as soon as possible. I couldn't stay here with him. Not after everything that had happened between us.

"So, are you hungry?"

I mumbled a weak "no," not looking at his eyes. I always thought that I would be able to stand my ground the next time I saw him, if I ever did, but now I see that the truth was far from that—at that moment at least. My statement was suddenly betrayed by the loud growl that came from my belly. Blake only shook his head with a sigh. "Someone disagrees with you." I blushed but kept my head low. I still needed to get away fr—

"Come." Blake motioned for me to follow him. I raised my head to look at him in confusion. "Please, don't fight me on this one. I can't leave a starving person before my eyes." A pleading look in his eyes made something inside of me nod. I followed after him without even realizing what I've done. So much for trying to stand my ground, I see.

I couldn't understand why I acted like that. I couldn't understand what was making me do it when I most certainly shouldn't have listened to him. I should've yelled, fought, or done anything! I should have taken Ayden the moment I saw this guy and got away from this house, not follow after this man like a lost child. What if . . . No, I couldn't. I had to get away.

"I won't bite, you can trust me," Blake suddenly said as I bit my lip. "I'm telling the truth, I'm . . . never mind. Let's go." What was he going to say? Instead, he turned around and headed to the kitchen.

Just then, the barking Alexander stormed in our way before jumping on Blake who proceeded to play with him.

"Look at you, boy. I have to bathe you now!" he exclaimed as Alex barked in protest before running to hide behind my legs, making me chuckle and get down. At that moment, I forgot about Blake being in the same room with me.

"It's okay, doggy. You have to, you're all dirty," I chuckled as he whined before lying down and crawling towards me. I shook my head. Nope, that won't work on me.

"Alex, come," Blake suddenly said, making me snap out of that daze. He patted him before leading him towards the room where Alfred was with the kids. "Kids, wanna bathe this guy?" Blake asked and they both jumped and hugged Alex with excitement. He gave the dog to them before coming back to me and pointing to the kitchen. I followed. I couldn't take Ayden when he sounded so happy with Amy after all he's been through.