Not To You (Billionaire's Secret)

chapter 13

Anerudo woke up the next morning. He rolled over and felt...nothing? His eyes popped open.

"Good morning." She picked up her bag.

"G...good morning." He stammered staring.

Her hot purple t-shirt draped off one shoulder exposing a strap of black tank top underneath and her messenger bag hugged her body enough to highlight big perky breasts and round hips. Her hair packed into a ponytail, not too neat; strings of curly hair fell across the side of her face. Her lips moved as her gaze traveled with the tablet in her hand. She laughed occasionally when she swiped the screen of her phone.

Beautiful. The thought caught him off guard. It was true, her face was attractive and her bag enhanced every seductive cruve but something else had his attention. He examined her a little longer as she paced to and fro at half speed in the room. It was the intensity she read the tablet with. Her gaze, focus and laughter were enthriling. Being able to pay attention was an important quality in any individual. Not that he was keeping track. Even if his thoughts were taunting him with the images of stripping her shirt off exploring her bare skin.

"I'm going for a run." She interrupted.

"Oh okay that's cool" he shoved the blanket off his body "I'll join you."

"I won't waste time." She said and glanced at the device as if she'd forgotten it was there. She turned back tp face him.

A completely captivating gaze.

"I just want to do a little work out and I'll be back. It won take that long." She tapped her nails on the screen attention locked on him.

"I still insist." He smiled at her and she chuckled.

"Alright then, i will be downstairs."

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Luciana gave out the last hand out to Chris. "So that's the very last one. I'm inviting you to the grand opening of my salon." Everyone hid their faces in the flyer and cracked up-as silent as possible. "What? What's so funny?" There was a muffled explosion as every one tried to avoid laughing out loud. "Well you guys are so fucking annoying." She growled.

"I'm so sorry." Abriella chuckled pinning her lips with her fingers. "I'm sorry, i won't laugh. It's just..." she cracked up again "who uses this" she held up the paper "i mean what is this?" There was a trace of arrogance as she spoke.

"Well. It's none of your business." Luci grabbed the flyer and handed it over to Anerudo. "Pls do come to my party."

"Y-yeah. I will but one handout will do." He gave it back to Abriella.

"Humph." Luci put the handle of her bag over her shoulder and stormed off. A sigh of relief spread across the room. Everybody put blown their papers, yawned and stretched.

"Okay. That was boring." Abriella said a little pissed off.

Anerudo pulled down his hoodie and his hair hung messily down around his face. He sat down and exhaled.

"Why's your hair so messy?" She giggled and stood waving her finger around his hair so soft and shiny. She combed the strings of hair that fell across his face backwards playing with them like they were her toy. Anerudo drew her closer and wrapped his hands aroumd her waist. He placed his forehead against the tops of her stomach like his neck had gotten tired.

Abriella bent to kiss the top of his hair. She gently slid and sat on his lap, her fingers tips digging into his chest. She kissed him deeply as her hand trailed up to his neck. He leaned into the kiss and the other part of his brain twitched that he couldn't get a solid read on her, and on top of that she'd never stopped being sexy. Her blonde hair with a red streak, the off shoulder shirt and corset combination high-lightening
the curves underneath, her skirt above her knees. He undid her hair and glided his hands down her back resting them on her ass. "I should warn you" he whispered "if we keep going i won't want to stop."

Her tiny laugh ended with a sigh when he kissed the curve of her neck. After sometime they pulled away and she rested her hand on his chest.