After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane novel Chapter 138

JULIA

I stared at him open-mouthed, unable to speak.

"Yes?" Adam raised an eyebrow, waiting for my answer.

How could he ask such a thing of me? It was his brother we were talking about, for goodness' sake! His own brother, whom he always cared about.

"Why are you doing this to me? Are you saying you are willing to betray him? You know that I will say no." Or maybe yes? God, what was wrong with me?

"I am only trying to save you."

"Save me? And you don't think what you want is dangerous?"

Adam gritted his teeth. "I shouldn't have introduced him to you. It was my fault. How far did your relationship go?"

"We're not in a relationship yet, but we kissed," I admitted, and it felt weird sharing such private information. "I thought you would help me. I thought we would make him fall for me."

A groan escaped his throat. "Making him fall for you is already out of the picture because he's not going to. He doesn't do love."

"Like you don't do love? How could you know that? Do you always think that he is no different from you? Henry is exactly your opposite. Whoever he was from the past is no longer who he is now. I am sure that he has changed, and he is something that you never were, never are, and never will be."

He scowled hard, looking offended. "Is that what you think of me?" His voice was gruff and tight. "Great. Now, I am the villain here. I love my brother, and I would do anything for his happiness, but I cannot let him get you. Of all the women in the world, it can't be you. You are not what makes him happy."

Ouch. "Is it because I'm not blonde?" I fired back. "I'm not a supermodel? I'm plain? I'm not tall? I am not a multi-millionaire? Tell me, Adam."

"This is ridiculous," he breathed. "I didn't even say that's the reason why Henry would not fall for you."

"Then, why are you doing this?"

"Let's not talk about this anymore," he snapped, shutting me off as if I was a child. Then he plugged earphones in his ear and shut his eyes. 

The weather in London was just as crisp as Manhattan when winter was close, and the traffic congestion was just as dreadful. However, it's still a foreign city, and I'd always wanted to fly to Europe. This was my first time, but Adam had been here a gazillion times, so I was still wondering why he brought me. I'd dreamt of coming here with my family and probably meeting a British man. I was curious what it would be like to live in a country being ruled by monarchs. But of course, that was before I met Henry.

I wanted to enjoy every bit of my stay, but Adam's aura was killing the mood. He didn't say a word until we checked into the hotel. His hotel. Apparently, he had properties on each side of the world, and I was amazed, I admit. His name was even plastered in Forbes last year for having a net worth of seven billion. He was a workaholic and dedicated, so he deserved everything he had now. The only problem was his character.

What could be the reason why he wanted to date me? He didn't even like me, nor was he attracted to me. I knew the women he screwed, and I wasn't like any of them. They were either celebrities, models, or even influential women from high-ranking society. I was just his assistant without status. Maybe he just really wanted to exasperate me so I would stop seeing Henry. That must be it.

Adam went straight to his room, then shut the door deafeningly. Mine was next to his. Yeah, go ahead! I'd definitely lock myself away too.

Hastily, I stepped into my extravagant room. I wanted to thank him for giving me such a convenient space, but I was so pissed at him. He completely ignored me after spitting those words.

The suite was exquisite—too large for a single person. The air felt cold and was citrus-scented. Though still upset, at least I could sleep with ease tonight. I plopped onto the king-size bed, then unzipped my suitcase to settle my things. We were staying for three days, and I was glad I brought some of my favorite nighties and cosmetics on this trip.

A gentle knock on my door interrupted my daydream after only thirty minutes. I grabbed my phone, then checked the time. It was twelve-thirty. I groaned.

I lazily stepped out of my bed, then opened the door, expecting room service. Adam was the one standing at the door. He was only in his white shirt and gray sweatpants.

"How's your room?" he asked.

It's lovely. "It's fine."

"Fine?" He frowned. "You don't like it?"

"I said, it's fine, Adam. What do you need?"

"Good. I don't need anything." He crossed his arms. "Open the closet. I prepared something for the party tomorrow night. Do you want to eat?"

I suddenly felt the grumbling in my stomach. But I still hate him for snapping at me earlier. Thankfully, I brought snacks in my luggage.

I shook my head. "No, I'm good. Thanks. Goodnight, Adam." I closed the door on his face, but he held the door open.

"Wait, I'm not finished."

"But I am. I want to rest." I shut the door again, but he used strength to push himself inside. I staggered back steps. "What do you want?"

I wanted to scream at him, but what's the use? I was also mad at myself. Even if I already kissed Henry, I still couldn't forget his mind-blowing kiss.

"You didn't eat anything earlier."

"I ate."

"No, you didn't. I was watching you."

"Watching me? You were ignoring me."

"No, I wasn't."

"Adam, please…" I breathed.

His chest pressed into mine. He managed to wrap me in his arms. I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted him so bad. I wanted to kiss him again.

One more time.

I despicably made the first move. I kissed his mouth deeply; we were holding our breaths, then I let him pick me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he groaned as his palm circled my butt. I thrust my tongue into his mouth, then danced with his with haste. I tangled a handful of his hair to press him deeper. I craved him so badly, and I knew he wanted this as well.

Adam's mouth was moving aggressively, alternately sucking my top and my bottom lip. Then he thrust his tongue into my mouth again, causing both of us to moan. The feeling was so different. It was so passionate, so hot, and it made me crave for more. The kiss got me heated as it revived my senses, creating a pool of ecstasy in my core.

I felt the wall against my back. He moved his mouth to my jawline, then he kissed me so tenderly, so delicately, leaving a wet and warm sensation. He shifted to my neck. I moaned as I felt his tongue run over my skin.

While devouring my neckline, his hand made it into my panties. His finger touched the slight crack, vulnerable to this magnificent man. The tip slipped into my center. I moaned loudly when I felt his finger at my entrance.

"Adam…"

He didn't respond. He continued sucking on my neck.

"Adam!" I moaned once more. "Please…"

He abruptly stopped, catching his breath. Our gazes locked.

"Please what?"

I shook my head. "I can't stop anymore."

"Neither can I."

"But we have to."

"Why?"

I swallowed my dry throat. "I want you, but we can't do this. We can't have each other."

"You can't deny this tension between us, Julia," he said painfully. "Is this because of Henry?"

"Yes, I can't betray him."

"Julia, you've only dated him once, and we've kissed twice, so why is this wrong?"

"I know, but I don't want to lie to him. You see? We are only doing this to feed our whims. What I felt for Henry was special and—"

"Is that what you only think of this?" he cut me off. "We're just feeding ourselves? No." Adam put me down harshly. "You wanted to stop, but what about me? How am I supposed to stop now?"

"I'm sorry, I know I'm being selfish. I wanted to kiss you. I ended up wanting you. But I can't. I can't have you, and you can't want me."

"Julia, please..." he begged. "I want you. You have me wrapped around your finger. What am I supposed to do now? It feels right, yes? Then why can't we just continue what we started?"

He cupped my face and gazed sincerely into my eyes.

"Yes, it is good. It was so good, but I don't want to be unfaithful to Henry. I can't help it, Adam."

He released me. "You were right..." he muttered. "This is a mistake. I don't know what's gotten into me."

Adam rushed out of my room. 

Oh, God. What have we done?

"Ahh! Idiot! I am the most stupid person alive!" I tossed the pillows, then pulled the bedsheets in frustration. "You, Julia, should leave right now because you are going to get fired tomorrow anyway!" I stomped my feet on the pillow, pretending it was me.

I was so pissed at myself. How could I kiss him like that? Not even once, but twice! How could I lose myself? What should I tell Henry now?

I laid on the bed, then set my alarm for seven. Breakfast was at eight. I closed my eyes fitfully, unsure if I could really fall asleep.

I woke up at exactly seven. I instantly stepped into the bathroom and took a warm shower. Afterward, I opened the wardrobe Adam talked about last night. I didn't need my suitcase at all. My jaw dropped in amazement. It contained beautiful dresses—lots of them—and a case of shoes in a drawer. We were only staying for three days, but he was overly prepared for this trip. I suddenly felt like a princess.

All of it looked pretty, but the yellow halter dress with floral lace hem was glamorous! It was so beautiful, so I decided to wear it to the party tonight.

I put the dress back in the wardrobe and chose a pink, floral, knee-length dress for today. I laid it on the bed, then looked for matching underwear in my suitcase. I picked up my white Chantelle lingerie.

I scowled. "Your stepmother? What happened to her?"

"She's in Florida. I thought he told you."

"Yes, but he said something about the warehouse instead."

How could he still care for his stepmother? I heard she took away some of their father's properties and tried to seduce Adam.

"Yes, but legally, we are still her family. Her new boyfriend is beating her. She's in the hospital right now," he informed.

"But I thought she had a brother."

"Yes, but he's in jail."

"So why is he going there? It's not his business to babysit his stepmother."

"I can't blame him. He feels responsible for her. She's all alone."

"The woman has a boyfriend."

"—who beats her."

"She seduced Adam!" I exclaimed.

"Almost, Julia. Why do you sound so mad?"

"I'm sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me. I am just so disappointed with how stupid he is."

"It's not stupidity, Julia. It's sympathy. I know you're worried about Adam, but he can handle himself."

"Right. You're right." Damn, I sounded so jealous.

At the café, I pulled a chair and sat across Adam. He had his breakfast in front of him, but still untouched. He looked even more magnificent today in a casual Ralph Lauren white polo shirt, twill khaki shorts, and white sports sneakers.

"What took you so long? I was waiting for you," he said.

"I called Henry."

He didn't answer, then called for a waiter. The server came immediately and placed a plate of bacon and pancakes and a cup of tea on the table.

"What did he say?" He took a sip of his tea.

"So, you're going to see Carlie?" I began slicing my pancake. "You should have told me that instead of lying to me about the warehouse."

"I did not lie to you. I just have to visit Carlie because I know she's there."

I shrugged. "If you say so."

"Julia," he whispered. "Those supplies are important. I cannot just ignore the situation."

"Fine, I believe you. I just asked."

"You're not asking. You were accusing me."

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, please, Adam. I know what's going on here."

Adam put his utensils down. "Why are you being like this?"

"Being like what?"

"If you are thinking that I am going to fuck Carlie, let me tell you that I am not."

"I didn't even say that," I said tightly. "You are so defensive."

"I don't want to argue with you."

"I am not arguing with you. God, Adam. Why are you so mad at me?"

"Because you confuse me. You sound like you're jealous, but you don't want me. You seem curious, but then, you're not interested. What am I supposed to do?" he questioned. "Fine. I won't visit Carlie."

My shoulders fell. "I'm so sorry. Go visit her. She needs you. I'm not going to ask anything about your personal life again. You're right. Maybe we should just stop."