The Billionaire's Marriage Offer

Kneel

Oh hell.

Miya had wanted to untie the man earlier, but she hadn't done so, fearing that she then might be directly killed. Now from his face, she knew that he was going to hold it against her.

Immediately, she dropped to her knees. Then folding her hands, with a distance of almost two meters between them, she began, "I am sorry. I am so, so, so, so SORRY! I am sorry for even existing, if you'd believe me!"

It took him by surprise. Jim's eyes lost the glare, and he stared at her blankly for a second. The aggressive, strong woman from before was totally gone now. What knelt before him was this tiny, frail woman with the sincerest of expressions on her face. She looked kind of cute. And then he froze.

Oh, no, no, no.

Not cute, Jimmy, you're angry, very angry!

Jim quickly scowled again. Meanwhile, Miya lost all heart to talk.

"Look, I didn't mean to," she continued nevertheless, "I really didn't know you're this big C.E.O. person, not some pervert. I'm sorry, Mr. Hunter. I'm really sorry! I don't know what to do!"

Well, he did. He wanted to smirk, he was somewhat amused, but he couldn't, of course. Instead, Jim's grimace deepened. He looked at her icily, his glower almost cutting through her skin. He then dipped his head slightly, signalling her to come nearer.

Miya swallowed. She watched the two-meter distance between them cautiously, and then moved forward, toddling on her knees.

Her hair was still messed up, strands of it still fell onto her face. She still wore those dirty red and white clothes from before. But her eyes. Jim watched her eyes carefully. There was something about those big, black eyes that just made him –

What the bloody hell.

Jim's face darkened at his thoughts. What in the world was wrong with him?

He continued watching Miya though, and couldn't help but be drawn. There was something strangely erotic about the way the woman was nearing him, still on her knees. And almost in reaction, he stiffened.

A deep feeling rose within him, a feeling that he almost never had. His crotch stirred, and he didn't dare look down at it. His throat dried up as he felt the evidence of his arousal appear slightly.

F*** no.

At this rate, she would really think he was a pervert!

Jim swallowed hard, the effort almost causing him to choke. He then coughed, looking away from her.

Miya was so relieved when he looked away that she could have passed out. But she was also a bit annoyed. Earlier, she had been scared out of her wits when the man's face had suddenly darkened while he had looked at her. It was as if something about her own face had pissed him off.

Really, she knew she wasn't pretty.

But did he have to give her such a repulsed reaction?

That annoyed her a bit. But she was also glad he wasn't staring daggers at her anymore.

Reaching near to him, but still a safe distance away, she asked, "Um, is now okay?"

Meanwhile Jim was simply pissed off.

He had not expected this to happen, especially because he never got aroused. It was a once in a blue moon occasion. And now, just like that, he had reacted to a pair of eyes. What was he, a dumbass?

Well, of course he was!

When he heard the woman's voice, he looked at her sharply, blurting out in anger, "Get up, alright? You don't have to kneel!"