Dangerous Game of Seduction

Chapter 9

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Sarah's POV

" Still sulking, hiding here?? "

" Sulking? Hiding? Why would I do that?? " I asked with a raised eyebrow.

" Great!! Since you are fine, let's get to know each other as we are going to be related now. " He said with a smirk.

" Some other time perhaps, as I have some important work. " I said and turned to go away but he caught my wrist just like my stupid fantasy earlier. His strong, tanned fingers curled around my pale and delicate wrist.

" No, we need to talk right away." He said and pulled me back. 

" Leave my hand immediately!! "

" What if I don't? " He hardened his grip on my hand.

" What is your problem? Don't you understand simple English?? Or do you get special pleasure in forcing yourself on women?? "  I asked clenching my jaw.

" Do you find pleasure in exciting men and when they respond to your not-so-subtle invitation, you say that they misjudged you? Do you get a thrill from hurting men?? " He asked. 

I didn't know about me getting a thrill from hurting men but I wanted to rip this man apart, limb by limb. I was shocked at the violent thoughts coming to my mind for that man.

" I have no intention of seducing anyone,  Do you have a problem with it?? " I almost yelled at him.

" Yes, I have a problem if you try to seduce me and when I am aroused, you either leave or pretend to be an innocent girl who doesn't know, what wearing this kind of dress implies. "  He asked.

" I wore this dress because I like it. " I retorted.

" You like the dress or the sensation of male eyes raking over your body?? Oh, please stop being innocent, I know you well. A woman would never wear such a dress unless she wanted men to look at her and be sexually aware of her. "  He said in his deep sexy voice.

I wanted to yell at him and tell him that maybe he was correct about the dress but, but... I could not tell him anything.

How could I give him any reason when I was against wearing it too? It was too short to be called decent.

" I agree that sometimes some innocent women might wear it for someone special, in the heat of desire or love as they foolishly call it, whom she wants to be aware of and want to respond to her. But in the process, they seemed to forget that other men would affect them as that man. Are you also wearing it to show someone that you can be hot so that he knows that he should pick you, not someone else? Right? " He asked.

" No! "

" Are you wearing it for Nate? As I saw him holding you, thinking that you were..." He raised his eyebrow again.

" What rubbish!! Only someone obnoxious can think of such a thing. I didn't wear it for Nate or anyone special. " I retorted.

" Yes, I know, you are in the habit of arousing men and then leaving them wanting you craving to taste what you offered them, and then vanishing into thin air. "  He said sarcastically.

I hated the man...

" I don't owe you any explanation. "  I glared and said.

" Oh, you do... or rather your sister does. "  He smirked.

" Sanya? Why do you think so??" I asked.

" If you are behaving this shy and coy, then it has to be Sanya whom I saw at the club. She has to explain, after the way she flirted with that man James and me in the club that night and then she vanished before I could come out of shock and confront her," he replied with a smirk.