SOLD TO THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 4: TAKE MY VIRGINITY, XAVIER!

The first rays of dawn filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Xavier King's mansion bedroom, casting a golden glow over the expansive king-sized bed.

I stirred slowly, my eyelids fluttering open as the haze of sleep lifted. My body felt heavy, and pressed against something warm and solid. It took a moment for my dying mind to catch up, but when it did, a jolt of awareness shot through me like electricity.

I was lying on top of him. Xavier King, the ruthless billionaire whose mere presence commanded my head to turn in every direction. My cheek was nestled against the firm plane of his chest, rising and falling with his steady breaths.

One of my legs was draped over his thigh, and her hand—oh God, my eyes widened in hot shock. It rested possessively on his perfectly sculpted abdomen, just above the waistband of his silk boxers.

The thin fabric of the unfamiliar nightshirt that I am sure belonged to Xavier had ridden up during the night. One question stuck to my mind.

Did he change my clothes for me?

Did he see me naked?

Memories from last night flooded into remembrance and I shut my eyes in embarrassment. I had fainted right into the hands of the man who bought me.

Now, here I was, tangled with him in a way that felt far too intimate for my little innocent brain to comprehend . My heart raced, a flush crept up my neck as I became acutely aware of every point of contact of his on my tender body.

His skin was warm, radiating heat that radiated into my very cold bones, and I could feel the subtle flex of his muscles beneath her.

I tried to shift away, but his arm tightened around my waist instinctively, pulling me closer. I froze, my breath catching in my heavy throat. Was he awake? I lifted my head slightly, peering up at his face. His blue eyes were open and penetrated my face.

“ What do you think you are doing?” His early morning voice sounded deadly, every tone felt within my skin. His hand, large and possessive, splayed across the small of my back, his fingers tracing lazy circles over the thin fabric. The touch was light, almost not present, but I know it was when it ignited a spark that traveled straight to my center, making my thighs clench involuntarily.

"I... I didn't mean to—" I stammered, already lost for words. Heat bloomed between us, the air thick with unspoken desire.

I could feel him hardening against my thigh, a subtle response that sent a wave of liquid heat pooling in her belly. I could not deny it. I made him feel this way. And he was so close, so overwhelmingly male.

“ I should take what I paid for right here, right now. Don't you think?” His lips skimmed over the skin of my shoulder and I tilted my head backwards more in need of his touch.

He lifted his head and stared at me, his eyes filled with longing and then those blue orbs dropped to my lips and my heart stopped.

Was he going to kiss me and take my virginity right now?

Am I ready for that?

As if sensing the uncertainty in my eyes, he scrambled away from me and out of his bed.

I grabbed the hem of his shirt on my bed and gave him a questioning glance.

Did he–

“ Did you really think I would take advantage of you when you were weak, Ariel? I am a principled man”. He directed his gaze into something else at my side.

“ Answer me, Ariel”. He demanded.

I shook my head.

“ Good. You made me lose a very important contract yesterday, Ariel, because of your reckless act and fainting. This should not repeat itself ever again”. He reprimanded.

He continued. “ The doctors confirmed you had a fever. Can you not take proper care of yourself, Stella? Are you a child? Do you need me to take care of you?!”

Yes.

“ No”. I blinked and rose from his bed. “ Do you not have any staff?” I asked.

“ Why?”.

“ Nothing”. I walked out of his room slowly, my body still weak and hot from his presence. Upon getting to my room, I moved straight to the bed and laid on it.

A few minutes later, a knock resounded on my door and I frowned.

“ Come in”. A middle-aged woman walked in with a full tray filled with food of different kinds.

My stomach sounded from the appealing smell. “ Hi, I am the chef for the Boss. I was instructed to make these for you”. She said and dropped the food on the table.

“ Well, I must say I was pleasantly surprised when I came in this morning and the boss came to tell me to make food for the woman in his bed. He has never brought a woman home before not to even talk of into his bed”. She said, laughed and walked away.

I thought about what she said as I ate the food.

I guess the big, bad billionaire might not be so bad after all.

This made me want him even more, although I hated his cold behavior, but I guess that made him hotter somehow.

Later that afternoon, I walked into his office without knocking, only to be met with his angry eyes.

“ Do not walk into my office without knocking, Ariel. First rule of the damn house." He said grudgingly.

I strutted over to him with faked confidence and with one question in mind:

Why would he not touch me yet?

“ I have been in your house for two days now”. I started as I sat on the working desk, trying to grab his complete attention. He paused from his typing on the laptop and looked at me.

“ And?”.

My eyes twitched. “ We signed a contract."

“ Ariel, get to the point." He sighed impatiently.

I sucked in a deep breath. “ Why won't you touch me?” I asked.

His eyes shut and his hands gripped the edges of his hard desk.

“ Do you not find me attractive? Am I not your type? Do you plan not to do anything till the two months are up?”. I questioned speedily.

I knew I sounded desperate but I just wanted to be sure where we stood.

His gray eyes stared at me deeply and I almost stood up from the desk, my confidence dwindling.

Suddenly, he stood up and cornered me on his desk, his presence surrounded me. I never knew my heart could race this much, but it did. Right this moment.

His cold hands caressed my neck and moved upwards to finger my long curls. I lifted my head to look at him and at that moment, he looked like he wanted me.

I am surprised at the intensity of his gaze.

His fingers traced from my parted lips to my waist, where he tightened his grip and shifted me even closer to him.

His body fitted perfectly against mine. “ I want you so badly. I have never wanted anyone like this before, Ariel”. He admitted.

His fingers dropped into my flesh tightly and he stepped between my legs. His soft lips landed on mine and I moaned into his mouth delightfully.

He tasted sweet, forbidden and I wanted nothing more than I wanted him right now. He delved deeper into my mouth and then began tracing kisses from my swollen lips to my neck. My nerve endings were burning quickly and my heart longed for him.

My fingers started to unbutton his shirt when he said, “ I want you. I want you for me and me only. I want you, Laura”.

My hands immediately paused at the mention of another woman's name while he kissed me. He jerked away quickly when he realized his mistake and tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to fall.

Laura?

Laura?

Seriously.

I stood up from his desk with confusion written in my eyes. His fingers moved through his hair as he stared at me apologetically.

“ You know it is fine if you have a mistress somewhere or something but to bring her into this, that's very wicked even for you”. I said hatefully and turned to walk away.

He gripped my wrist and said, “ I do not have any mistress, Ariel. That was a slip of tongue.

Laura is no one”.

I jerked my hand away. “ Do not lie to me, Xavier”.

And I walked away as the tears spilled from my eyes.