The Billionaire's Revenge

Chapter 30: Break

Andra Milburn’s Point of View

Our professor gave me an activity and project I should be passing at the end of this week yet here I am, procrastinating as laziness crept through me.

Currently, it's already around 11:30 in the evening. Zacarias was currently inside his room as well with me, he was on his table where he was doing his work. My eyes drifted on where he was, the aircon was already turned on but it seems like he wasn't affected at all.

Zacarias was topless. I'm very thankful that he was sitting on the chair today, because if not, I'll probably get destroyed by something in between his thighs.

"Warren," I heard Zacarias say as he lifted his phone and answered the call.

I opened my laptop and started typing. I was currently making an essay and there's no thing that coming inside my mind.

"No. I'm still working, I don't have time going out but I'll try to ask the person who's currently with me right now." He muttered. "Just please elaborate what really happened,"

I bet Felicia was already sleeping. I craned my neck as I got his comforter and wrapped it around my body. Zacarias stood from his seat and came towards me. He was still hoisting his hand, looking at me with pure seriousness in his eyes.

"Take this call," he said, lending me his phone.

At first, I was very hesitant but when he sat down beside me, I got his phone and put it in my ears.

"Miss Andra," a man between the lines spoke. "Can I ask for your personal information? I'll be conducting all the scholars Sir Zacarias will be putting under his name and the company's foundation."

I got shocked. My eyes drifted at Zacarias, he's from the back and then he slowly got my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"F-Foundation?" I hesitantly asked.

Zacarias nodded. "Yes."

"A-Am I going to receive a free scholarship, t-then?" I retorted.

"What year are you in? You're still nineteen, right?" he arched his eyebrows as he tugged my hair from my right shoulder to my left one.

"Y-Yes… but–"

"Don't you wanna be put under my care until you graduate?"

I'd love to, yes. Between us with my brother, I was the one who's looking for a job and make money. I was also one of the scholars in our school but then, it wasn't consistent.

I bit my lower lip, I don't know why I'm having a second thought about it. I got too curious that I couldn't look at Zacarias' eyes intently.

"Alright .. what information do you n-need?"

Actually, it's already late in the evening and Warren was still working. Some people gets annoyed whenever they're doing it but then, some are paying their extra hours working.

My eyes are on my laptop, at my essay actually. However, Zacarias' hands are on my underboob, he was trying to insert his hands inside my dress but he was too annoying that he likes on teasing me through his fingers who's now palming only my underboob.

"Baby…" I groaned, waiting for Warren's reply.

He smirked. "Focus giving your information to him, sweetie," he whispered erotically.

Suddenly, the phone made a sound. "Got it already, Miss Andra. By the way, what am I going to put in your parents' consent?"

I sneered and shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know… can you leave it be?"

Zacarias spoke. "We're demanding for it,"

"But… we no longer have p-parents…"

"So you're all by yourself right now?"

I nodded.

The call went well. I was actually happy thinking an opportunity suddenly dropped in front of me. I claimed it, yes, but I was too confused why Zacarias was giving me one.

"Mhmm, why are you giving me a s-scholarship?" I couldn't stop asking Zacarias now.

He's not resting his head at the headrest. Half of his body were covered by the comforter but I could see the big bulge between his thighs.

The first time my eyes drifted on it that time, I looked away and changed my body position. Zacarias was just looking at me intently, his six-pack abs and big muscles are eye-catching.

"I saw your grades and thought of giving you one. Since there was none who wanted to grab the slot."

"Is there none or you're just picky?"

He smirked. "Both…"

His sentence was too much to understand. I didn't know if he was investigating me or not, I don't want to conclude at the moment.

Zacarias removed the comforter covering half of his body. He held my hand, pulling me closer to him which I did on what he wanted and moved closer to him. But then, Zacarias fixed the way how he sit and without further hesitation, he gave me a smack on my lips.

As much as I wanted to push him, I couldn't. My knees are getting weak, my hands are trembling and my body is aching.

"I have an activity and project to do," I informed Zacarias, giving him the lowest voice I have. "Can this w-wait?"

He smirked at me. "I couldn't…" he said, trying to hold my waist as he started kissing my cheeks, as if he was teasing me and he knew that I wanted it too.

"Z-Zacarias…" I hissed, and couldn't move his hands away.

My p***y started to quiver, it started producing wetness again as he made me lay on the bed, he placed himself on top of me, started to kiss my cheeks until it goes down my neck, deliberately pulling down the strap of my hello kitty dress.

"Why do you wear this kind of night dress, hmm?" he whispered sensually in my ears.

I bit my lower lip. My cheeks are turning red as I couldn't look at him directly in the eyes. "All my clothes are in the basket… it's dirty."

"These looks adorable in you… it's tempting and it makes me want to f**k you," he rigidly enunciated.

All the heat in my body goes up. "Zacarias, I'm doing something," I tried opening it again.

But instead of answering the topic I opened, he brought me an answer far from the one I'm expecting. "Do you want me to buy you more of these? I'll break it now, Andra," he muttered.