Billionare's Desire

Chapter 2

After dad and his friend left me to train with Christian without giving me instructions, it was so awkward my heart was going to explode. I squeaked out another 'hi' with intentions on starting a conversation but I guess he wasn't up for it. He kept on staring at me with his mesmerising eyes and I have never felt more insecure in my life.

"I don't think you really want me here and I don't know my way around this place yet so I'm just going to sit right here." I uttered looking down at the floor. His gaze was to much for me to handle and his dominance was radiating of him.

"Come here." Christian ordered. His deep and manly voice shook me to the core. It was the first time I heard his voice and I don't know if I'm able to live in the same house as him if I give this type of reaction every time he makes a remark.

I quickly stood up -almost tripping in the process- and proceeded to approach him. His eyes were scrutinizing every move I made and my heart was palpitating against my chest.

"The first to pin the other one on the floor wins."

Well, we obviously know who's going to be the winner but for the sake of knowing him better, I foolishly nodded my head. After a second or two I just suddenly realised what I have done. Stupid me.

When the boxing bell rang, I immediately tried to create as much distance as possible but he had other ideas. His stance looked very predator-like as if he was ready to pounce at me any second. I was scared shitless and didn't know how to react so I just circled the whole mat.

Not even a few minutes later, Christian extended his long arms and swiftly pulled my body to his. I was overwhelmed by his manly body odour which smelled like old spice. He then continued to put one hand on my back and another on my waist before hooking his right leg to mine and letting me fall to the ground but while supporting my whole body.

All of my four limbs were being held down my him so I continued to squirm in place, attempting to get out of his strong hold. It was a nearly impossible feat so I just laid limply on the mat. Christian had other things on his mind and started to rub his face on the crook of my neck.

I get extremely ticklish when someone touches that spot, let alone rubs their whole face on it so I tried avoiding his face and it wasn't much of a difference form the position before. He then starts to kiss my neck and my jaw which I found extremely weird. I don't think friends who met for the first time consider this as a greeting but I think this family has other ways of doing it.

After a few minutes of him 'greeting' me, he pulled my upper body and made me straddle him. It was uncomfortable to say the least because I was sitting on something hard. I think he left his wallet in his pocket and forgot to take it out so I tried rearranging it by patting on it. Christian let out a groan and clenched his teeth the moment I came into contact with it so I thought I was hurting him.

"Sorry! Your wallet was uncomfortable and I wanted to move it."

He just stared at me for the longest time while fiddling with my hair and rubbing the back of his hand on my cheek before standing up, carrying me up with him.

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Walking up the stairs was very unnerving, especially with Christian just staring at me, tightening his hold from time to time. I'm not entirely sure about his reaction and what he is doing until he opens his plump, soft-looking lips. Help.

"You're going to rest on my bed." He stated without even giving me a chance to state my words. I was flabbergasted. This was the first time I properly conversed and interacted with a male who wasn't my father, my teachers or my classmates and I have never encountered a situation this..demanding. It was as if he was ordering me and controlling me around.

He entered a room with a huge double door oak exterior and kicked the door open with his foot. Without hesitation, he proceeded inside the room and gently placed me on the king-sized bed. I tried to lift myself up in order to save myself from the embarassment of having to sleep on the same bed with this handsome god but without even trying, he pushed me back down and pinned my hands above my head making me extremely exposed and vulnerable.

"Don't go against me sweetheart, the only thing you'll be doing is tempt me into doing things you're not ready for." The smoldering look in his eyes just makes me want to melt into a puddle.

I decided to just listen to his words, not understanding the meaning behind it, and took my time to look around the room. I must say though, his room is extremely impressive. The family must be filthy rich to be able to spend this much money.

Looking to my left, I see Christian sitting on the edge of the bed, already staring at me with captivating eyes and at this point, I have no idea what's about to happen for the next few months.