MR. TYCOON DARING WIFE (Book 3) Finish

Chapter 401 - Mosquito Bites

"I don't understand what you're trying to say..." Rosé trailed off when he narrowed his eyes, diminishing the clarity within it.

"First you ignore my texts and calls for a week, then you randomly show up unannounced with the audacity to ask for a hug. What am I to you?" He harshly asked her, refusing to allow his heart be played like an instrument. And she seemed like the exact type of woman who could crush it without blinking.

Rosé bit her bottom lip, fiddling her fingers and playing with the decorative things every few seconds. He was fuming and she knew it. 

"F-friends?"

"Friends?" Jisso coldly repeated, his eyes freezing over. The customary warmth he had for her was beginning to die out.

Seeing the fleeting light and the shriveling respect he had for her, Rosé panicked. "Jisso, wait--"

He ignored her and stepped back, crossing his arms and drawing an invisible boundary line between them. "You must think I'm easy to play and manipulate, that I'm a gullible little fool." His disappointed voice strung fear through her core. She didn't realize how invested she was until she felt overwhelming anxiety. Nervous that she might lose him altogether, she took a step forward, but he took two steps back.

"That's enough." Jisso ignored the prickle of his heart when her face crumbled. She flinched as if she had been slapped by his words. 

"Go home. I don't have time for games."

He turned his back to her and began walking towards his desk when suddenly, he heard the loud clicks of her low heels. Without warning, small fists were pounding at his back and a burst of emotion came from her mouth. 

"Y-you big meanie! I hate you, I-I-" Her words died off in her throat when he turned around without warning, his eyes blazing.

"Is it fun?"

"W-what is?"

"To play with my heart like this." He snarled, clearly offended by her words and actions.

Rosé was further hurt by his words and her expressive face showed it. "Oh my goodness, you're denser than my low EQ brother!" She shrieked, throwing her hands up in the air.

"For the record, my EQ is exceptionally high—" His words were trapped in his mouth when she abruptly sealed her lips over his. His eyes widened larger than the moon as two pairs of hands brought his face even closer to hers. He wasted no time in grabbing her hips, yanking her closer to him. 

A hand traveled to the back of her head, angling it and deepening the kiss. Their lips were slightly off-sync, but the sparks spurring from it was enough to distract both of them. Greedily, they kissed each other as if both had been starved of affection.

Nothing could come in between their feverous lips, ignited with passion and hunger. Eventually, Rosé broke the kiss to breathe, but he didn't stop there, only giving her a second to catch her breath before slamming his lips back down onto her. For someone who only dated two women, his skills were exceptional.

Their lips engaged in a tangle as old as time when their bodies couldn't. With the heavy heat in between them, they might as well have been in a bedroom and not an office. There was enough desire to set the entire place on fire and neither of them seemed to care.

Finally, after a lifetime had coursed through them, did they finally break apart from the kiss. Rosé could feel her puffing chest and drumming heart. Her body was warm and her lips felt tingly.

"Idiot. Fool. Buffoon. Stupid." She cursed at him, naming every insult she could find, but in the end, came up empty-handed.

"How dense can you be to not realize my feelings for you? Play with your heart? Why would I do that when you have mine wrapped around your damn pinky, which for the record, is abnormally long!" Her cheeks reddened when she was about to blurt out, 'just like something else is long!'