Business Deal Between Mr And Mrs Billionaire

Chapter Twenty-Five

Again, the question on how his life had taken such a strange turn.

How had he ended up being pulled by a girl half his weight? How had he even put himself in a situation where she'd suggest something like sex. SEX.

He'd never even kissed anyone and she wanted him to have sex with her?

He was not going to be like his dad, not that he was falling in love with Reil or anything, but what if this was how his dad had begun.

What if Priscilia had dragged him to her car one day and demanded for sex, then they just grew to like each other more.

He knew that wasn't true. Pricilia didn't read off as the ‘have sex in the car' type.

Pricilia was a very shy person who barely even looked anyone in the face.

The first time he'd seen her, he was so young and had just found out his dad was cheating on his mom with someone else.

His dad had taken him out for father and son stuff, then he'd met this pretty blonde. She was really pretty (he couldn't deny that fact).

When he'd noticed the way she was acting shy in front of his dad, he knew immediately that she was the person his dad was cheating on his mom with.

He'd hated her then.

No matter how shy and naïve she acted, she'd taken someone else's husband and so she was nothing but a rotten soul.

He knew it wasn't nice to insult the dead, but after all the tears his mom had shed. He couldn't hate his father and Pricilia any more than he already did.

His dad's death was so useless and unnecessary, while her death was the most stupid of it all.

Just because of love.

He stopped walking and she did so too, turning to stare at him with a raised brow. “What?” She demanded in a more stern tone than he'd expected to hear.

“What are you saying? I'm not going to have sex with you.” He said it so she'd know how cretinous the idea was.

“What? Why?” She sounded like she didn't even give it a tiny thought that he might refuse the offer and that only surprised him.

What did she think? That she'd just tell him she wanted them to have sex and they'd head to her car and have sex there?

“I am not having sex with you or anybody.” How had he gotten there again?

She relaxed a little, her brows pulled to a deep frown as the hand that wasn't holding him, rested on her hips.

“Is it because of some religion of yours or something?” Although she'd obviously used efforts to sound calm, astonishment was evident in her tone.

“No, I'm not just in for it.”

What he wanted at the moment was to head home. He should never have followed her. He should've just left.

He had a feeling that what he'd told her would lead to dangerous things for him. Why had he talked?

Gosh Drix, you're so addlebrained.

“Drix you're twenty-eight for crying out loud.” She said it like it wasn't his age.

“Yeah, and I'm not going to force myself to be sexually harassed.” Although he knew the possibility of her doing that was one out of a billion.

She had no strength in her to do that. He could probably raise her with just a hand.

She snorted in disbelief as she stared at her surroundings which he was sure she wasn't actually staring at, her mind traveled to having sex with him.

“How can I sexually—” she shook her head in disbelief then ran a hand through her hair.

Why was she overreacting? Wasn't he the one who hadn't had sex before? Or had they switched roles without his awareness?

He realized his hand was still tightly wrapped in her small hand.

He tried pulling his hand from her grip, but her grip was too tight, he'd pulled her with him.

She let out a small gasp as she was pulled towards him, her hand releasing his as both palms pressed against his chest.

He stared at those beautiful eyes of hers and held her gaze.

Reil's heart did a little backflip as he held her gaze. She was no longer feeling herself.

She could feel the heat radiating from him. The nice scent of his aftershave and the great nose tingling scent of his perfume.

His perfectly trimmed hair had stolen her attention all day.

He gently pushed her away from him and as soon as she was no longer in his arms, it felt like a vital part of her had been taken from her.

What was wrong with her? She'd never felt that way for a guy before. Not even Greg.

Her palms suddenly felt hot from their contact with his chest.

She wanted more than anything, to just run her hand through those broad chest of his and to just feel his lips on hers, him inside her.

Then, she recalled again that he'd said he had never had sex.

Like what? What normal guy had never had sex?

It was like saying one could do a year without food.

She could not imagine being his age and never having to have had sex.

She wasn't sure what, but it was obvious there was a reason he had never had sex before.

She didn't want to know the reason, she just wanted to have sex with him and let him know what a nice experience it was.

She cleared her throat, calming a little. She was overreacting and that was probably pushing him away.

“Drix, I heard someone say that male enjoy sex more than females do.” She maintained a steady tone.

He shook his head in obvious exasperation. “Reil,”

“And from all my experience with sex, it has been more than fun,” she cut him off, she wasn't going to let this opportunity slide, “so imagine how the males would've felt.”

“I'm going home. I'll take a cab.” He said in a stern tone that said she mustn't stop him.

She sighed. She'd never been rejected before. She was the one who rejected guys that wanted to have sex with her, so knowing she was being rejected made her want to push further.

But she knew pressuring him would only put distance between them. What she needed to do was gain his trust and friendship so he could think her worthy to have sex with.

Weird how the conversation wasn't weird to her when Drix seemed to be feeling awkward by it.

He walked past her but she didn't stop him. It was late and she had a busy day at work the next day, so maybe she should also head home.

“Bye for now.” She called out to him but got no response.

'I'll get you Drix Grayson.' She thought. 'I'll get you.’

Then she left.