Billionare's Desire

Chapter 5

My eyes widen at his statement. I was to mortified to think of a response and before knowing anything, I felt something hard trying to pry open my mouth. 

"Open up sweetheart, let me feed you." He looked at me as if I was a small child who's unable to eat independently. I was extremely flabbergasted. I have never experienced anything like this in my years of living. Without knowing what to do, I just slightly opened my mouth, allowing him to shove the food inside and take the spoon out, very gently I might say. It took me several minutes before getting used to him feeding me and in the end I just enjoyed it. 

All of a sudden, the telcom rang and I sprang up in shock. Christian looked pissed and I just didn't know what to do. Slowly inching towards the ringing phone, I picked it up and heard Christians dad's calming voice.

"Hey Uncle, what's up?" I reached out and unconsciously touched the photo frame placed on his desk. It was a picture of a young and happy Christian with both of his parents. Looking towards the boy who has taken my attention for the last couple of hours, he did not look happy. Infact, he was glowering in fury. 

"Oh hey Lottie, would you mind coming to my study for a brief moment? I'd like to discuss something with you." He replied back with a joyful tone. Catching up with dad must've brought back happy memories I guess.

"Sure thing. I'll be right there." I hung up the phone and directed my body towards Christian. He looks more peaceful now that I'm giving him my undivided attention. "Hey Christian, I'll be going somewhere else for awhile." Looking down at my toes have never been more interesting up to this point. I quickly decided to escape his tough stare before getting into a more intimidating situation.

"HEY! WAIT U-" He bellowed just before I closed the door and sprinted to the study. Upon reaching the study, I could feel Uncle waiting for me already.

"Lottie! Why don't you have a seat. Now I'd like to ask you how is it going so far?" I didn't know if I should mention his sons peculiar behaviour but decided to anyway.

"I love it here, it's just that sometimes Christian can be very domineering. Has he always been like that when he was younger?"

"Ah yes. I may have forgotten to mention it to you. Christian has separation issues ever since he was a young boy but that only applies to the people he trusts and cares about. He needs to be in contact like touching in some sort of way to give him a sense of security. Although the last time he had seperation issues was when his mom was still here. Her death took a really big toll on him. That's why he's so hard and expressionless on the outside. But on the inside, he just wants someone to love." 

I felt so much compassion for him and felt extremely sad after hearing that story. I could only afford to smile back before asking permission to leave his study. I didn't know how to react and I was also to shy so I decided to head back to Christian and see how he's doing.

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The moment I stepped foot out to the hallway, I saw a mob of brown hair before feeling my whole figure getting squished like my life depended on it. Christian squeezed me hard, making me incapable to move and struggle as much as I wanted to. Once he felt satisfied with the amount of squeezing he has done, he placed me down, grabbed my face and started to interrogate me. It seemed as if he was freaking out.

"Where did you go? Why did you just leave like that? I swear Char if you bail on me like that again I'll keep you trapped to my side forever, understood?" I tried to speak up but his worried tone was overpowering my explanation. I decided to give him a break, telling him that I just came from his father's office to talk about how I'm adjusting so far. He looked in my eyes to see if I was lying and just gave a subtle nod before hugging me like a teddy bear and dragging me off to god knows where.

"Where are you taking me?" I continuously prodded his cheek and his nose trying to get a response out of him but as always, nothing comes out. He walks through several hallways and doors, some which I have never seen before and stopped at the familiar looking mahogany oak doors of his own room. 

"We're going to get ready to go shopping and buy some things for you. Oh and it's not up for debate." He looked at me firmly in the eye before I could go against his words. Christian went inside his walk in closet and scoured through my section of clothing that was just recently placed right beside his. He grabbed a shirt, a pair of jeans and a coat that looked like it was too big for me. "Here Char, change." I was waiting for him to leave me but he just stood there staring. 

"I-I need to change so please leave." 

"No."

"W-What? I'm not changing in front of you!" I didn't know what to say but he didn't seem to find the problem. I just stared at him incredulously. "Fine, but turn around and don't peek." Mumbling but not before looking at him and giving my meanest glare. I just went to a corner, took a deep breath and changed faster than a person saying the word 'Mississippi' 3 times.

When I turned back to give him a smug look, he was just staring at me with adoration, lust and amusement in his eyes. "What were you trying to do Char? I saw every single part of your ravishing body and I enjoyed it." I looked at him mortified and tried to run in the bathroom from humiliation but he wasn't having any of that. 

Before I could touch the door handle, a pair of strong and thick arms coiled around my waist and my shoulder before pulling me against Christian. "Hmm sweetheart? Why are you running away?" I was to shy to look him in the eye so I just pushed myself further into his firm chest while mumbling inaudible words. 

My humiliation just extended even further when Christian hooked his finger underneath my chin and directed my face towards his. "Don't ever hide your face from me alright. It's mine to look at and mine to cherish." I couldn't even fathom how red my cheeks were and I could feel like my face bursting into flames from embarrassment. 

Wanting to redirect the conversation I asked him, "Hey Christian, you have a nickname for me but I don't have one for you. I-I'll just call you Bean!" He looked at me confused and tilted his head. "What does Bean mean and how is such word related to me?" He asked in a doubtful tone.

"A Bean is cute and small and you are cute and small." He was anything but cute and small. 

"Cute and small huh. I'll show you what this cute and small bean can do." He reached his long limbs out while giving me a mischievous grin and started tickling me in places that I never even knew I was ticklish in and made me laugh for a straight hour or so before pulling me along with him and bringing me to the shopping mall.

Being with him makes me feel emotions that I never felt before and I don't know if that's something to be scared of but he makes me feel wanted and that's all that matters.