He Stares Back

Chap. 51: Do You Forgive Me?

Thunder continues to rumble, lightening flashing across the sky. The jungle stirs as the rain starts to set in.

"Are you freaking kidding me?" Emily says in shock, her eyes and mouth wide. "And you didn't tell me?"

Christian smirks at her. "Would've you believed me?"

Emily blinks. "Maybe."

Christian smirks, continuing to brush and caress her hair with his fingers. "You're so beautiful."

"And you're ravishingly handsome." Emily smiles at him wickedly, arching a brow. "So, what else did you hide from me besides the fact you co-own the Grand Plaza and co-own a ski resort, own your own island, you help design the hottest cars that are put on the market, and you not only buy and sell companies but you also own half the press in town?"

"Yep." Christian nods, "And I have been the World's Sexiest Man Alive for two years in a row as well as the ideal man for Tom Ford and Men's Health."

Emily looks to the ceiling. "Damn."

"I got my start in the mafia but paid my respects after I gained enough money to pay my way out." Christian adds, "That's how I learned how to business under the table."

"That's wrong business, Christian." Emily says firmly.

The billionaire nods. "It has come to that on occasion."

"How many women have you been with?" Emily suddenly says.

Christian gives her a look. "That's kind of personal."

"Sorry." Emily slowly nods. "I just thought because you knew who I've been with—"

"86." Christian says suddenly, "I've slept with 86 different women in my lifetime."

Emily bites her lip. And you haven't got an STD by now? Or reproduced? Yikes!

"You got quiet." Christian says worriedly, holding her closer to his chest.

Emily shakes her head. "My mind isn't."

"What are you thinking?" Christian asks curiously.

"I'm just wondering how you've went this long without reproducing an offspring." Emily arches a brow, "Or if maybe you have but don't know it or you won't tell me."

Christian lifts her chin, smirking. "Hopefully the only child I bring into this world belongs to you too."

Emily smiles wide at her lover. "As long as you never stop loving me."

                   "Have you thought at all about the contract?" Christian says curiously.

                     The brunette bites her lip, looking away. I forgot about the contract!

                  "Christian?" She says slowly.

                   "Yes, My Love?" He lifts her chin, "What is it?"

                    "I think I understand why you have this obsession with rules..." Emily says slowly, "and what I want to ask is too much."

                 Christian furrows his brows. "What is the costly question?"

                   "I want you to know that the contract still makes me feel like a piece of your property." Emily says, "Is the contract really necessary?"