Trapped by the Billionaire CEO

Chapter 4: The Tormenting Rejection

Xaviera's wild challenge echoed in the quiet room. Instead of backing down, Kalan simply scoffed. A low, husky chuckle vibrated in his broad chest, rubbing directly against Xaviera's back, sending an electric shock down the woman's spine.

Kalan released his grip on the CEO's wrists. But before Xaviera could even breathe a sigh of relief, Kalan's large hands gripped her waist and spun her body around forcefully.

Xaviera gasped as her back hit the wardrobe door again, but this time she was face-to-face with Kalan. The man caged her by pressing his entire front against hers, pinning Xaviera's hips mercilessly. Kalan's rock-hard abdominal muscles rubbed directly against Xaviera's stomach through the thin silk of her gown.

"You really like playing with fire, Miss Xaviera," Kalan murmured. His eyes glared piercingly, stripping Xaviera bare with a look of pure dominance.

Xaviera looked up. Her breathing was already ragged, but her chin remained lifted haughtily. "Do it, Kalan. Or are you just—"

Xaviera's words were cut off brutally.

Kalan's right hand came up, lightly choking the woman's neck. His thumb pressed against Xaviera's frantically beating pulse, holding her so she couldn't turn her face away. The next second, Kalan lowered his head and captured those red lips.

The kiss was not gentle at all. It was a counterattack. Savage, demanding, and full of conquest. Kalan crushed Xaviera's lower lip, forcing her mouth open, and then invaded the inside mercilessly. Kalan's tongue dominated, tasting every inch of sweetness from the Ice Queen's mouth, who was slowly losing her sanity.

Xaviera's eyes widened in shock, but a second later her eyelids fluttered shut. Her free hands reflexively gripped Kalan's open shirt. Her brain screamed at her to push this man away, but her body betrayed her entirely. Xaviera's hips unconsciously arched forward, seeking deeper pressure from Kalan's rigid manhood that was now pressing hard against her center of desire.

Kalan deepened their kiss. His left hand slipped under Xaviera's silk gown, roughly stroking the woman's bare thigh. Kalan's calloused palm squeezed Xaviera's backside, lifting the woman's body slightly until their hips met even more intimately.

Kalan slipped one of his legs between Xaviera's thighs, delivering friction right against the woman's sensitive spot.

"Nghh..." Xaviera moaned loudly into Kalan's mouth. Her arrogance shattered to pieces. Her fingers now gripped his shoulders, scratching Kalan's back desperately. She wanted Kalan to go further. She wanted this man to tear her gown and quench the lust that was torturing her.

But, just as Xaviera's hands began to roam downward, trying to unbuckle Kalan's belt, the man suddenly stopped.

Kalan pulled away unilaterally, leaving only a paper-thin gap between their faces.

Both of their breaths came in heavy pants. Xaviera stared at Kalan with hazy, deeply clouded eyes and wet, swollen lips. Her chest heaved rapidly, challenging the plunging neckline of her silk gown. Her arrogant facade was completely gone, replaced by a severe, hanging hunger.

Kalan looked at Xaviera with cold eyes that now held absolute control. He gently wiped Xaviera's wet lips with his thumb, letting the woman feel his lingering warmth, then smirked faintly.

"If I continue right now, I'd only be obeying your orders," Kalan whispered, his voice heavy and intimidating. "I am not your toy dog, Miss Xaviera. If you want me..."

Kalan patted the woman's cheek lightly. "...you have to beg."

Kalan took a step back, completely releasing his cage from Xaviera's body, which suddenly felt empty and cold. The man casually straightened his shirt collar, then walked toward the bed without looking back.

"My punishment is over," Kalan stated flatly. He pulled back the thick blanket. "Please leave my room. I need to sleep."

Xaviera stood stiffly leaning against the wardrobe, still trying to balance her violently trembling body. Hot liquid had already soaked her underwear, and the ache of unfulfilled desire was driving her to the edge of madness. Kalan had just turned the tables on her flawlessly. The rejection didn't make her angry; instead, it carved a new, much darker obsession into the mind of the Ice Queen.