Enchanted by the billionaire

Chapter 2

“Jace?” I asked in shock immediately I opened the door for him.

“You call me like you don’t think I could be Jace, but Mathew.” He teased.

I shook my head, as I smiled softly. “No, that’s not it. I…I’m just shocked.”

He nodded. “I would be too. Can I come in?” He asked calmly.

I gasped. “Of course. I stepped out of the way, letting Jace in quickly. It was still so weird meeting him in person. I had spoken to him for 6 months as internet buddies and now, he was literally standing in front of me.

He was different.

I hadn’t decided if it was a good or bad thing. Al I know is that he was so different. His hair was brushed back, and he had this weird tennis outfit going on. It should be cute, I think. What do I know?

“I don’t meet your expectations?” He asked with a raised brow.

I laughed nervously. “Why would you say such a thing? If there is anyone who should be worried, that would be me. I’m sure that I stink like a cow. I’m so sure of it.”

This cracked him up, and somehow the anxiety level of the room eased up slightly.

“I think you smell so well,” he insisted.

I smiled. “Why did I have a feeling you would say such a thing?” I asked smugly.

He made a move to me, and I took a step back, shaking my head while at it. “No matter what you say, I think I need to have that shower. You won’t touch me before that. I would only feel worse, trust me,” I said softly.

Jace shook his head at how silly I could be, but didn’t stop me. I walked to my bag, and grabbed my toiletries. I literally ran into the bathroom, and closed the door shut.

“Ouch! I was actually thinking you were going to invite me in there, and we would scrub the dirt off our skins together,” Jace said outside like a song.

I sighed as I turned the shower. It was neat. “No, get those thoughts out of your mind.”

“It’s hard to when you’re so close to me, babe,” he said softly.

I bit my lip. For some reason, I didn’t want this night to be more than it was. I was not ready to give Jace my body. So, I remained silent, and washed the sweat off my body.

I was back in New York. I hadn’t gone home to my wealth, and there was my past consistently hovering over my head. Before going to Tanzania, I had graduated a year ago with first class honours from the university of Chicago studying Business Administration and Social Relations.

But now, I’m back in New York, I had no idea if this was going to be a turning point in my life or not. Half of my life, I wanted to go far away from my parents, and now, I’m suddenly here, I had no idea what to do. But, there was one thing for sure, I didn’t want to go back to that place again. I wanted to move forward far away from my family name.

The water was getting cold, and I haven’t even lathered my body yet. I rushed through the rest of the bath, and then dragged a blue ribbon styled bathrobe, and rolled it around my body.

Stepping out of the bathroom, at first, I didn’t see Jace. Then, I caught him looking so calm and poise at the small dining rooted in the kitchen. I watched as his eyes feasted on my body.

I knew I was indeed a beautiful woman.

“Hey, you can come over if you want,” he suggested playfully.

That statement was laced with so much meaning. In times like this, when I wanted to forget my surname, and focus on being who I was, I needed things like this to help me.

I walked languidly over to him as he popped a bottle of champagne.

“Hi,” he said fondly.

I smirked. “Funny how you tell me hi when you invited me over minutes ago.”

He smirked. “I need to be sure that you’re not having second thoughts.”

“Why should I?” I asked playfully.

He shrugged. “Well, we just met after 6 months of fooling around on social media. It can really get the panties in a twist, you know.”

I chuckled. “You’re funny.”

His hands suddenly pulled me closer to him, and then, he rose me up, placing me on the table. He rolled the towel in a bunch, and pulled it down my thighs exposing my sensitive areas to his prying eyes.

I felt nothing.

Even when, his finger lapped at my feminine juice, and stroked it softly. I bit my lip to stop from sighing out loud. I can’t believe this. After all the texts and all, there was nothing to grasp onto right now.

“Can we make love?” He asked softly.

I shook my head. I can’t do this. It wasn’t working. I softly held his hand and pushed it way from my folds. Then, I jumped down from the table. He looked at me curiously, and I had no choice but to avert my gaze.

“I’m so tired, Jace. We can always do this later. I need all the strength I can get for tomorrow’s interview. I will just go dress up, and then, we will eat this dinner in peace,” I said stiffly.

“Oh, come on1 Why did you make me hard when you had every intention of bringing me down? I’ve got blue balls, babe,” he whined.

I sighed. “I’m sorry. Tonight isn’t just my night.”

Without listening to a word he said, I ran to the other room, and slowly dressed up in my plain white PJs.

I had ruined both of our nights, but I just couldn’t fake it anymore. I wasn’t feeling anything. Maybe, when I had my rest, it would feel like I can take over my non-existent s*x life.