The Billionaire's Rebellious Bride

16. "Kiss me."

Chapter Sixteen

Elena's POV

"So, I fell in love with you at first sight?" Adonis asked the moment we were out of earshot from the Changlis.

I rolled my eyes, then faced him squarely.

"What do you want me to say? We never rehearsed how we met or how our 'love story' started," I quoted with my fingers.

"Therefore, I was chasing you non-stop until you agreed to date me, is that it?"

"I have to make up a story," I hissed in a whisper, "it's not a big thing anymore who's chasing who. The fact that we fell in love and got married... ends the story."

He chuckled, "I'm a go-getter, but I don't chase girls. In fact, it's the other way around."

"Oh wow... so, this is what it's all about," I hugged my arms together, "your enormous ego."

He laughed and pulled me closer to him, as we walked to catch up with the Changlis, "so you're used to guys chasing you, huh?"

"No comment." I answered, ignoring him. Wishing he would change the topic. Because the truth? No guy ever chased me.

I was a late bloomer, and not considered pretty as I grew up. I was one of the boys in our neighborhood, who swam in the lake, played sports like baseball and soccer, and worked in a gasoline station on weekends. I just started to fix myself, and learned to act like a real woman when I worked as an all-around assistant in a fashion design and manufacturing company.

"Ah– I'm sure there were plenty of them. But sorry babe, you won't expect that from me."

"HA! That never even crosses my mind."

"You never told me that you've been to The Elite."

The topic that I dreaded was out in the open. I thought he would let it pass.

"Um, just once with my friends."

"That was the night before we met, huh?"

I sighed, feeling uncomfortable, "I did not know who you were. I noticed you because you seemed popular..."

"I was not with someone that night," he cut my statement, making me turn to him.

"Probably," my lips twisted nastily "but I saw you making out with a blond girl."

His forehead furrowed, "so, I created a bad impression on you before we were formally introduced. Is that why you're so spiteful of me?"

"It didn't make any difference. I still wouldn't like you."

"Okay, fine. We already established that, and the feeling's mutual," he shrugged his shoulders, "but you should know that I don't have a habit of making out with any women. And I've never been with anyone since we met."

I rolled my eyes, then stopped walking and faced him squarely, "you don't have to explain, it's none of my business. I don't give a damn what your habits are, or what you do with your life. You can make out or sleep with a thousand girls, I don't care."

He chuckled in a sarcastic tone, "wow, such a very understanding wife. Peter would surely envy me."

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Our room was stunning, all in white, with huge glass windows overlooking the view of the pool and the beach. There was a king-sized bed at the center and a big comfortable sofa bed.

"You can have the bed," Adonis said and settled on the couch. He gave me a silent treatment as he opened his laptop and started working.

I decided to take a swim and changed into a two piece black bikini. The crystal blue water of the pool was so tempting, I could not wait to jump in and enjoy the cool water since I saw it.