Addicted to Tempt Pride Billionaire(Completed)

Chapter 5 I Slept With Zamond

This woman's sleeping position is so…

Zamond clenched his teeth, his piercing eyes sullen.

He had been woken by the heavy weight on him.

He'd had trouble breathing when sleeping. Then he woke to find Evianne sleeping on top of him with her legs on either side of him, as if he were a throw pillow.

Zamond pushed her off him and sat up in bed.

He ran his fingers through his hair before turning to look at Evianne.

Then he found himself unable to take his eyes off her.

She was naked. Her skin, which used to be quite fair, was now covered in bruises. Her wrist even bore a ring of teeth marks, which showed how fierce their lovemaking had been last night.

She was lying on her stomach with most of her beautiful back exposed to his eyes.

Zamond's eyes moved along her back all the way down. He could only imagine how tempting her body beneath the covers was.

His Adam's apple bobbed restlessly and he held out his hand in spite of himself.

As his cold fingers rested on her warm skin, Evianne let out a groggy groan and slowly awoke.

She opened her eyes to be greeted by Zamond's unnaturally handsome face.

Evianne was in a daze for a few seconds before a charming smile broke across her face. "Morning."

On hearing her own voice, Evianne stiffened.

Why—Why is my voice hoarse?

Then she realized that it must be because she had screamed too much and too loud last night.

A flush rose to her cheeks. She had felt shamefaced for only a few moments when Zamond rolled her over and covered her face with a small-meshed veil.

Zamond gazed at her. His eyes moved from her brows down to her slightly swollen lips.

She was different than yesterday.

She had turned from a girl into a woman.

The thought that he had witnessed this change gladdened Zamond's heart. He lowered his head and gave her lips a peck.

Evianne, having had a s****l encounter, sensed the desire contained in that kiss.

She rolled under him, hooked her slender legs around his lean waist and smiled brightly, "Mr. Tanke, what do you think of my performance last night?"

"Acceptable." He planted a kiss on her fragrant cheek.

What?

Acceptable?

I nearly broke my legs and waist, and even now my loins are still aching.

I tried so hard to pleasure him, and what I got in return is a mere "acceptable"?

Evianne's cheeks bulged, her face sulky.

Zamond smiled amusedly, crooked his forefinger and rubbed it against the tip of her nose once. "What's wrong?"

Evianne pouted and said in a cutesy voice, "I feel uncomfortable."

Zamond's eyes dimmed with desire. He unnoticeably reached under the covers. "Oh? What seems to be the problem?"

"My whole body feels… Wait. What are…"

Evianne's eyes widened. She gave a shudder and pressed her legs tightly together. "You… You…"

"Yeah, me." Zamond gave a charming smile, his eyes gleaming. "How about I make you comfortable?"

"No—"

Zamond covered Evianne's mouth with his own, interrupting her.

Sunlight gently streamed through the window into the room. The pair were still rolling and wriggling in bed.

…

Evianne gave a yawn.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Before Evianne could finish her yawn, her face was cupped in someone's hands.

Her eyelashes were still moist, her eyes watery.

"Tsk, tsk. What happened to you, Evi? Why do I feel you're a bit different now?"

"What are you talking about? I'm still me." Evianne broke free from Danby Jett's hold and pressed her lips together.

Danby was a member of the Jett family. She and Evianne had grown up together. The two of them were bosom friends and besties. The bonding between them was stronger than that between most biological sisters.

Though Evianne's reputation couldn't be worse, Danby had been by Evianne's side all these years. She was the only one who hadn't given up on Evianne.

"Evi, there's something you're not telling me." Danby curled her lip, a bubble-tea drinking straw clamped between her teeth. "Tell me the truth right now, or I'll give you the third degree."

"Oh, yeah?" Evianne snorted disdainfully. Actually, she had no intention to keep it back from Danby.

"Alright. Listen carefully, and don't be frightened."

"What on earth could possibly frighten me? Don't prolong the agony. Just tell me."

"Well, I, uh…"

"What?"

"I slept with Zamond."

Ten seconds.

Ten full seconds.

That was how long it took Danby to come to herself.

And then Danby's deafening exclamation was heard in the bubble tea café. "Zamond?! Did you just say you slept with Zamond?!"

Evianne never cared about what other people thought of her. She leisurely kneaded her ears and smiled wickedly, "Yeah."

"Wait, wait. Is the Zamond you said you'd slept with the same Zamond I know of?"

Danby vehemently grabbed Evianne's hand, looking on the verge of fainting. "The chairman of the Tanke group, the patriarch of the Tanke family, the matchlessly handsome man that all women in this city want to marry?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Evianne patted the back of Danby's hand with a smirk. "That's him. Zamond Tanke. His last name is Tanke, and his given name is Zamond. Zamond Tanke."

"Holy s**t! What happened? How did you swing it?!"

Evianne ran her fingers through her hair and said smugly, "Why is that surprising? There's no man in this city that I want to sleep but can't. What's so special about Zamond? Does he have two noses or two mouths?"

"Oh, for God's sake."

Danby knew very well what kind of person Evianne was.

She pursed her lips and asked curiously, "You really slept with Zamond? Why?"

"You know, my old man and my b***h of a stepmother have been trying to chuck me out of the family for years."

"Yeah."

Though Evianne was Hyber's biological daughter, Hyber believed that Evianne was a jinx because his wife had died giving birth to Evianne, and at that time, all the Tanke family's investments had flopped, which nearly caused Hyber to go bankrupt. Hyber pinned all the blame on Evianne, who was clearly blameless.

Therefore, Evianne had been unwanted since her birth, and she and Hyber hated each other.

The father and daughter were now literally foes.

"Do you know who they arranged for me to marry?"

"Who?"

Evianne stirred her black coffee with a sneer on her lips. "That Janson boy."

"You've got to be kidding. That Janson boy? Are they crazy?"

The Janson family was one of the lowliest families in Sirra City. The young man that Evianne's parents wanted her to marry was not only ugly but also unsavory. He was even more notorious than Evianne.

Danby wondered how much Evianne's parents hated her to have thought of marrying her to a Janson.

That was tantamount to ruining Evianne's whole life.

"Tell me about it. There's no way I'm letting them have their way."

"Was that why you slept with Zamond?"

"Yeah! If I'm to get married, I'll marry the most outstanding man in this city."

"Then you'll have to… Hold on, Evi!"

Danby gripped Evianne's hand incredulously. "What did you just say? Get married? You're going to marry Zamond?"

"Of course I am. You think I had a s****l dalliance?"

The news was mind-boggling.

Danby, though having heard it with her own ears, still couldn't believe it.

"Evi, I, uh… I'm not saying that you're doing the wrong thing, but are you sure you want to marry Zamond Tanke? I mean, he's Zamond Tanke."

"I know it won't be easy." Evianne took a sip of her coffee and smiled brightly, "But you know what they say — lovemaking makes love."

Danby dissolved into giggles. "Evi, you're so dirty!"

"Besides, the Moone family is one of the most powerful families in Sirra City, and Zamond is doomed to have a marriage of convenience. By marrying a Moone, he won't be having the short end of the bargain. I won't either. After I marry Zamond, my old man and that b***h Silure will never dare mess with me again!"

Danby felt that all Evianne had been talking about was schemes and vengeance.

She furrowed her thin brows and couldn't help but ask, "But Evi, marriage is the most important thing for a girl. Are you really okay with a loveless marriage?"

Love?

Evianne's mind wandered momentarily at that word.

Then she came to herself and gave a thin smile.

Her love had died a long time ago.

She had lost her ability to love and her faith in love when that person left her.