His Bet

Chapter Sixty Three

Brix

I sigh. This is it. I have to face my cockiness a while ago. I have to make this up to her, she was really mad and I'm not letting her sleep like that. Damn it, how many times should I remind myself that she's not ready for that?

She was so irresistible that's why you can't get enough with her

Right. She can't blame me if I want her so bad. It wasn't like you're just asking me not to put jelly on your peanut butter sandwich. It wasn't that easy. It's like she's asking me not to look at her! Do you know how bad that was? Damn it. Damned feelings.

Tossing up if I should knock on the maid's room I heave again a sigh before I silently twisted the knob and slip myself in.

"Baby.. I-." I was cut off when I saw no one inside this room.

Where is she? I just excuse myself to use the bathroom. Should I search for her? Or maybe she don't want to sleep here with me? I'm really a dead meat. How can I make her so mad like that? I almost want to pull my hair out from my head because of my stupidity.

"You're not doing it again Brix. Damn it." I growl to myself, my hands on my hips as pace back and forth. But I suddenly stop on my tracks when I heard movements so I turn my head to the doorway.

There she was, standing her both hands on her back.

"Baby.. I-I'm sorry. I'm really sorry about it." I quickly apologize as I started feeling on the edge. I don't step near her, punching me again on the face was never remove from her options so I stayed glued on where I was standing. I need to be very careful now.

"I wasn't thinking a while ago an-"

"Take a sit." She cut me off, with that voice; thick with command. I gulped. How can a small angel face girl like her have so much power over me?

Slowly I step back and took a sit on the bed.

"Sweetheart.." That's the only thing I can say as she slowly walk over me, her hands still on her back.

What the hell. Is she going to stab me with a butcher's knife now?

"Close your eyes." I heard her say, her voice was cold. I swear I'm feeling edgy right now! Is this how the Big Bad Wolf just going to die? I wasn't even able to kiss this unbelievable girl in front of me and it's not worth it!

"I said close your eyes." She repeated.

"Can you please kiss me at least before you stab that butcher's knife and kill the hell out of me." I requested. Gazing at her reaction but she just smirked.

Damn it. Before she say anything I just shut my eyes. Preparing my self to the most stinging feeling when she finally stab me, my eyes were tight shut as both my hands rest above my thighs waiting for her action when something cold touched my face. I swear I almost jumped on my sit when it's coldness touch my heated skin.

Slowly I opened my left eye, testing if I'm still alive.

There she was, holding a bag of ice as she carefully hold it in place on my jaw.

I swear my eyes were wide as saucers when I finally open my both eyes. My hold on my thighs became tight as my heart felt warm.

"I-I'm sorry." She whispered as she was slightly crouching her back to my level still holding in place the bag of ice. She'll lift it for a moment and damp in again on my face. I frown.