Rebirth: Flirting with a Dangerous Billionaire

A Heated Moment

She stood in her pretty lace dress like the day I met her, but her eyes showed no recognition. I fought back the urge to grab her and swallowed my anxiety, deciding instead to invite her inside the house. Her hand shook slightly in mine, but she wandered in eagerly. I remained silent as I watched her scan her surroundings. This place seemed new to her and was triggering no memories. She honestly had forgotten, and all my efforts thus far have been in vain.

Mara felt my eyes upon her. "It's beautiful", she murmured, her expression strangely greedy.

"Anything coming back?"

"No." My stomach sunk at her confirmation, with so stark an admission I had little choice but to accept she had forgotten me. She had stepped back slightly. I closed the distance. "You really don't remember me, I'm..."

"M...my brother Cain" she stammered, her face bright red ", the Mor... our parents told me about you and little Charlie". I hate that word. I'm not her brother; I feel like I have always been more.

I hear heels on marble announcing Eva's return. "Goodness, why are you standing about in the foyer? Make yourself comfortable." She breezed straight past me and linked arms with Mara cutting our interaction short.

"Ladies first", I offer with the beaming smile I know Eva loves. But, every day, I have to remind myself to be patient, that I can make her fall for me. Around our parents, I keep up the act, but it's getting harder to hold it in.

I have been too forgiving in my approach, and my patience is wearing thin. It was time for Mara to realize we belonged together. Once she does, it will all fall into place. Even Eva and my father will accept it when they realize how perfect and happy we are. Maybe it was a good thing she had forgotten everything that had happened. This time, with a clean slate, she can get to know me as a lover.

The afternoon was long and mundane. Before long, my piss began to boil as I found myself playing happy families. I just needed to get her alone. She was acting strange, carrying herself differently. I tried to keep close, but she became nervous upon my approach. It was kind of cute. Despite her stammering and blushing, she seemed more confident overall, and I craved her attention. Like an exotic creature, she spiked my curiosity, and her reaction to me gave me hope. Before now, she had brushed me off, yet here she was melting before me.

I wanted her to like me. On hearing she had forgotten me, I made sure to act considerate and ensured our parents would sing my praises. I hadn't expected it to work out this well. I was about to give up for the day. Eva was demanding her full attention, but she began to yawn, and I seized my chance. "Do you want to go to bed? I can show you to your room." She followed my gaze to the clock on the wall

"It's only 9?" her voice with thick with exhaustion, her eyes were sleepy, and I wondered what it would be like to wake up next to her. I needed to get her alone, and a pleading look to my compliant father was all it took, "He's just worried about you. I know you're excited to be home, but you will have plenty of time. Perhaps an early night would help you settle in?" He asked the question whilst looking at Eva for reassurance. The weak man my father was meant he couldn't even commit to this simple task. Luckily, she nodded in agreement.

The timing was good, I had been on the verge of cracking. Mara stood up whilst rubbing her face. I reached out to stop her, she would look distasteful with bloodshot eyes, but I held back. Slow and steady, I would get this right. I stood by through the perfunctory hugging and simpering. They bid each other goodnight before she obediently followed me along the hall and up the stairs.

"You don't have to show me, with some direction, I could find it myself", she said behind me. A short pause followed while I tried to quell my excitement. My voice shook slightly in reply "Your rooms right next to mine. It's on the way." She looked around incredulously

"All these rooms and ours are right next to each other?"

"We have always been close." I stopped outside her door, we stood in silence for a moment. I looked down at her whilst she desperately tried to avoid eye contact. "Let me see those eyes," I said. Grabbing her wrist, I placed her palm against my cheek. Truthfully, I was barely holding back. I wanted to tease her. She was becoming flustered, which is something I had never seen before. Before she had time to think, I pressed her against the wall, positioning my body against her own.

"What are you up to?" I could feel her wriggle beneath me as she tried to escape. Her stare was so fixed I feared it would create a hole in my chest, her face now burning. "I... what? I don't..."

"I know you have forgotten me, but I remember you, and something's different."

Her body pressed against me as she tried to escape, then as if trapped in time, she froze. I watched as her eyes became wide with shock. She had noticed. For a while, my pants had been growing tighter. It was her fault, all that movement. The friction would naturally cause this healthy response. It's not the first time she's forced this reaction. I braced myself for her inevitable recoil in disgust. I know I'm not unattractive; she just likes to make me feel that way. Feelings of humiliation and insecurity that typically stay buried threatened to consume me. I can feel my face flush with shame to my horror. I step back and watch as Mara's arms fall to her side.

I force myself to look at her, to face her disdain, but she's looking at me with the same thirsty expression she had when she entered the house. Reeling from the unexpected reaction, I take a tentative step towards her. She remains silent against the wall. Together we create an awkward silence. I build up my courage. "I missed you" It comes out as a whisper. I dig my nails into my palm. The pain helps extricate the anxious thoughts from my mind. I retreat to my room before she has the chance to recover.