The Billionaire's Revenge

Chapter 10: Above him

Andra Milburn’s Point of View

A sudden stab landed in my chest. It is when I decided to turn around, decided to come above my bed and chose to ignore them.

Who was that, by the way? Was she his girlfriend? And if she really is, why the hell is he going to keep and f**k me here whenever he wanted? Wouldn't his girlfriend feel angry if he'd found out?

Zacarias came inside the villa after a while with the girl and in just a glimpse of an eye, I can hear their moans since their room was just across mine.

I haven't experienced being like this, not when I'm still a teenager, a nineteen year old girl. Life has been tough for me, whenever I need something, no one is there to save me unless otherwise it's my best friend I can rely on anytime.

The whole night I was inside my room, I couldn't fall asleep as their moans were too raspy and hard and more than enough for me to hear. How long has it been? An hour? And yet they're still inside his damn room.

"Ohhh, baby! Hmmm… f**k, that's right," the girl moaned inevitably. "Y-Yes, aaahhh."

That night, my body had its own mind restraining myself from doing whatever it wanted. I woke up early in the morning and the first thing I did was to wash my face.

Looking myself in front of the mirror, I saw how my body has been structured beneath the one I'm wearing.

My boobs was big, I do have an hourglass body, my butt was vast as well but it seems like many things were still adequate for me. After the me-time I had inside the bathroom, I came out and directly went to the shore, living them all alone as I could hear and see the sea's calmness.

For sure, if Andrius would see this, he no longer wants to go home, not when a view like him has been served at his table.

"What are you doing here early in the morning?" I heard Florencia asked from behind.

I hoisted my gazes at her and smiled. "I just woke up, Florencia,"

"How about Señor? Both of you slept together, right?"

I snorted then shook my head. "No, he's with someone else yesterday. He had a girl in his hand,"

By the information I had shared with Florencia, her facian expression remained the same as I couldn't find any violent reaction from it.

Thinking about those makes my heart pound.

"He got something here again, isn't he?" Florencia said after taking a deep breath. "You should get used to it. Señor Zacarias always does that. He's way more ballistic than his father,"

"What do you mean?"

"Señor Zacarias has the only son his parents had and his father died in an ambush. Ever since his father died, Señor Zacarias changed. He wasn't gentle back then, but I tell you, his attitude has been tripled, Andra," she then sat down beside me.

I can't stand the logic. How can a son change if his father suddenly dies? Was it because of the hate and pain he had? Like Florencia had been told, Zacarias' father died into an ambush.

The whole time we were there, Florencia and I were just conversing when two men came in front wearing their suite and looking elegant from their all black clothes.

"Are the two of you new here?" Florencia asked.

One of the nodded then glanced at me. "We'll start our job from now on. Our concern was her, Señor Zacarias clearly told us to keep our eyes intently to the girl who's with you,"

Hearing those words from them makes me sick and at the same time, shocked. Bodyguard? What the hell am I going to do with bodyguards, huh?

"It's seems like you're being mistaken. Zacarias w-wouldn't–"

"He did, ma'am,"

I am not a celebrity or other big personal who needs a bodyguard not when I'm always just inside the villa and have no plans to go out unless otherwise it involves sneaking.

I stood from my seat, came inside the house and went upstairs, trying to get an answer to Zacarias. By the time I entered his room, he was still there, sleeping and his bed was messy as couple of clothes were seen on the ground.

My eyes went to the table just right beside his bed, it was broken and the glass were all around, spreaded on the floor. I saw Zacarias moved, he groaned which made me say something.

"W-What happened here? Why do I have b-bodyguards all of a sudden?"

The girl he has with yesterday were no longer here. Zacarias hoisted his gazes and peeked beside him. Realizing the girl he had share the bed was already gone, Zacarias made me come towards him.

I bit my lower lip. He was still naked, he's topless and his messy hair has been attracting me to come forward which I did for over a second.

"On my top, Andra," he whispered reluctantly.

"H-Huh?"

"If you wanted to ask, go on my top,"

I'm not sure if he's being serious but suddenly, the heat in my body rise up. He was now awake, leaning at the headrest while looking at me darkly.

Biting my lower lip, I wet above the bed like an obedient kid. My eyes went to his bottom line, it was covered with blanket that's why I'm not sure if it's okay to sat above it.

Silencd crept the whole room. His hands traveled up my shoulder, slowly caressing it while the pink sheer lingerie I'm wearing suddenly came down. I was just on top, wasn't moving but felt like a rock because of his touch.

Zacarias erotically pulled down the string of my dress, which made my body at heat. Something urges me to move up above him, wrapped my arms around his neck then moved.

To feed my curiousity as to what I'm feeling down there, I moved up above him. I rubbed my femininity to his, watching how the strands of my dress went down because of Zacarias. However, my eyes went to his and turned out cold and ballistic.

Zacarias held my waist, leaned closer to me and initianted a kiss. "Morning, sweetheart," he whispered through my cheeks.