The Millionaire Wants Me

Chapter 3- Crossing Boundaries

Katherine

"Ladies first." Damian said after we keyed in our names into the dart machine. Damian vs Kate, it read.

Fine with me, no biggie. I walked, feeling bold so I started swaying my hips from side to side when I passed him. I also flicked my hair for good measure. I could feel his eyes on me as his scent of the mix of cigarettes and aromatic cologne wafted through the air.

I took a deep breath and threw the dart. It landed just slightly higher than the target, giving me a score of 20 points. We had selected the countdown mode so the person that reached the lowest number first would be the winner.

"Not bad, Ms Trent." He said approvingly. At this point, I realized everyone was more obviously crowding around us to see what was happening. I cleared my throat self-consciously but then I replied, "I don't need your affirmation, Mr Ryker." I said casually, turning my eyes to the side slightly and flicking my hair.

I heard some people in the crowd gasp a little. Haven't they heard of standing up to someone? Tsk tsk. People nowadays. This might be the alcohol talking, and I knew there were boundaries not to be crossed, especially if I worked for him.

"Is that so," He said impassively but with no less authority and then started walking towards me slowly, his eyes not leaving mine. I could see now that his shirt had a few buttons undone and he appraised me below his long eyelashes. My heart pounded as I felt the draw from his magnetic presence.

How could he do this to someone? His mere presence was annoyingly attractive.

He walked so close to me that his breath was at my ear. His breath tickled my ear and I could feel it tingling. Woah, this wasn't fair. Now I can't concentrate.

"You don't want to know what happens when people cross me." He said darkly then carefully ran his thumb across my lip. My lips tingled at the aftertouch. Boy, he was definitely intense. I gasped a little.

However, I didn't feel that intimidated by him. At least not yet.

Abruptly he muttered something under his breath and swaggered towards the shooting platform.

"How about this? Whoever wins this game gets an advantage." I blurted out without thinking. He turned to me.

"What kind of advantage do you mean?" He asked, a smile playing on his lips.

"Maybe the chance to ask the other person anything at all, or do anything," I bit my lip and smirked. Toying with someone was my intention and I definitely wanted to get Damian worked up.

I must have had too much to drink, but who cares. Never knew I could be so bold.

"As you wish. But you know, I am definitely going to win this." Damian said in an off-hand tone but his eyes danced with wickedness and mischief.

"Not so fast," I said, and came over to him until he was mere inches away. He stared at me, transfixed. Then I slowly placed my lips over his collarbone and brushed gently against it. It was pretty daring, I admit and I heard Damian gasp a little audibly.

I smirked. I liked the reaction I was getting. Katherine 1, Damian 1.

"This is no fair." He said, amused. "You can't seduce me while playing darts, I won't allow it." He said, his cold eyes meeting mine. Then he straightened up and threw the dart.

It landed dead centre. Bullseye.

I was shocked. No, how could this be? I was trying my best to distract him but to no avail. He must have seen my stunned expression because he said, "Dear, close your mouth and stop gaping."