The Billionaire's Ultimatum (Book 1)

Chapter 4

*THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.  grab your holy waters ;) 

You have bewitched me, body and soul- Mr. Darcy

Ethan's POV.

Fucking hell what was I doing?  It was the same question that repeated in my head for the past half hour yet all I did in response was tighten my arms around her small frame.

I had never comforted a woman before but I could not have ignored how perfectly she fitted in my arms as though she was meant to be there. I couldn't refrain from placing a light kiss to her forehead as if it was the most natural thing to do. She looked so broken and helpless like a wounded dove I wanted to fix her. Slowly rubbing her back I felt her relax into my arms once more. Recalling her story in my head tugged at something deep within me. She went through a lot by herself I could never have imagined the half of it. Such tragedies hit her at an early stage in life and she dealt with each one like a warrior. She was entirely paradoxical and that only heightened my curiosity towards her. I found myself wanting to know every last detail about her. Maybe it was one drinks to many that night but I knew I was lying to myself as I looked into her captivating eyes I felt the air trapped into my lungs as I struggled to suddenly breathe.

"Have some water." I offered into the silence of the suite as she pulled away and set her stormy grey eyes onto me. They were bleak and filled with sadness I had the urge to make her laugh to see her troubles clear away like the coming of the sun on a dark rainy day. Nodding, she downed the entire glass before getting of the stool and stumbling back right into my arms. A gasp escaped her throat as she regained her composure and stood against me. Our bodies were brushing the other I felt the heat of my desire stir within me. A rosy red blush crept into her cheeks as she tried escaping but only further came to me from between the tight spacing of both stools as she rubbed against the strain of my crotch I had to tamper down the groan. For the first time that night I had actually looked at her. From the moment I saw her I noticed her eyes but the rest of her was equally as beautiful. She was small. Much smaller than me. Maybe a little over five feet. Her skin was pale and her cheeks were red and rosy from the delicate blush that spread through her face. Her lips were plump and peachy begging to be kissed and sucked like the decadent fruit. Her hair was jet black against her features giving her an enchanted look as I fell headfirst into her spell. The rest of her was covered by the huge robe I only had to imagine what she would look like naked and writhing against my sheets. Ignoring the pulsing of my erection begging to be free or better yet sucked, I continued drinking in the sight of her unable to help myself.

"Someone as beautiful as you should never have to face so many troubles especially at such a young age." I whispered trailing my fingers lightly down her smooth soft cheek. She trembled slightly against my small touch. I couldn't help the satisfaction that went through me but as much as I wanted her I knew that much that I had nothing to offer her in the long run. It would be cruel to add one more heartbreak to her already shattered heart. I knew I was not the man to offer her what she truly deserved so with a frustrated sigh and a strain within me I pulled away.

"You should go." I told her grimly as I saw the disappointment flickered through her telling eyes. That little motion should not have relieved me as much as it did.

"Let me call up for your clothes right away." I continued on saying as envy scorched my tongue, my mind conjuring up the image of her eventually marrying some underserving prick.

"Ethan..." She said hesitantly it made me stop in my tracks. Hearing my name on her sweet voice was like melted honey. "Thank you for listening... you're the first person who did"