He's My Ruthless Billionaire novel Chapter 24

"You have to kiss me right now," he said.

Kiss?

Again?

N-no... I-

"Or I will punish Max" he added.

I sighed. Max has just nothing to do with this. I turned around a little and met his gaze.

Then I turned more around and now I was completely facing him. I took a deep breath and joined our lips.

He took the kiss to another level with the passion he was carrying.

It wasn't brutal.

It wasn't a punishment.

It wasn't a rough kiss.

I don't know why, but it felt good.

Safe.

I got away and looked at him again.

"You really kissed me because of him?" he asked.

"Because he is like my brother" I replied.

He sighed.

"Then explain me that message," he said. I remembered that Max messaged me.

"L-Listen, I am like a sister to him. So, that's just as a brother, you know-"

"What he was asking your time for?" he asked.

"I don't know, I haven't ever spent any time with him"

"You didn't?"

"No... Except a few times he came when you saw him" I said.

He nodded his head. "Sleep," he said.

I again turned around and slept.

This time, I slept. 

I woke up at 4 the next day. I had already set the alarm.

Now that I woke up, let's try to make everything alright.

I got up.

SHIT.

It pains like hell.

But still, I got myself to stand up and reached the door, went down and now I'm in the kitchen.

I started making something from whatever was already here.

I don't know where everything I made yesterday went.

I went to see if I could find it anywhere. I went to the living room and I saw a box kept there.

There was a slip too.

"I ate the dinner you made. I don't wanna say this but it was delicious. Here's yours, you didn't eat anything last night"

My eyes were bulging out as I couldn't believe that he ACTUALLY ate something I made and he really kept something for me to eat in this.

I opened the box.

What if he added chilies to burn my mouth?

Or maybe some poison to end me all at once?

His tongue demanded entrance but I kept my mouth sealed. His hands went up to my hairs and he pulled them harshly, making me gasp in pain.

He took that as an advantage and started devouring my mouth.

I wasn't kissing him back. I was extremely disgusted.

He stopped the kiss for a moment and his mouth went near my ears.

"Kiss me back or you'll regret it," he said and again started kissing me.

I had no choice and I started kissing him back.

He got away and for a second he seemed guilty seeing my swollen lips and my red eyes due to the tears I was holding back.

But soon that guilt was replaced by a satisfied smirk and then he pointed towards the food.

"You must be hungry," he said.

I was disgusted.

I ran away to the kitchen to rinse my mouth and to wash my face.

I can't believe I'm letting this happen.

I wiped my tears and after looking at me one last time, I went back to the living room.

"I'm waiting," he said scrolling through his phone.

Why hasn't he eaten?

I sat across him again and then he again pointed towards the food.

"You hungry?" he asked.

How can he act as nothing happened? Like he didn't just assault me? Like he didn't just torture my lips?

"No," I said.

He looked at me and then threw his phone on the floor and it broke. I flinched.