Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (ereader ebook TXT) 📕

I need control.

" I didn't kiss her. She kissed me and that's different. And I pushed her away. Didn't you see that?" I asked. Fuck that bitch, I'll make sure she'll pay for making my baby feel this way.

"No. Do you see her way prettier than me? Do you like girls with big boobs?"

I step back a little so I can see her face. I grabbed his chin and make her look at me.

"No, I don't care about that. Don't feel so insecure about her babe. I don't want her. I'm not cheating on you." I explained and she pouted. I stared at her lips. It is so plump and beautiful. I badly want to kiss her right now. That's the lips I've been wanting to kiss for months.

"Then why did you kiss her?" her asked again whining like a child. She really can't get over this?

"I didn't. I will repeat. She kissed me. I pushed her away I promise." she frowned still not satisfy with my answer.

"I don't like her. Fire her as your secretary!" she suddenly commanded me. This girl will be the death of me.

"No. Not yet" I answered and she look at me with glazing fire in her eyes again.

She jumps off the countertop. She tries to walk away but she can't even stand straight. I firmly hold her waist to prevent her from going anywhere and hurting herself.

"Tsk, don't move too much or you'll hurt yourself." I said.

"Don't touch me. Don't touch me." she sobbed. My heart is tearing apart watching her like this.

"I will fire her soon babe but not now. I still need something from her." I explained and she cry even harder.

"What do you want from her then? Is it more than a kiss? Sex?" she shouted at me and wiggle in my arms. She's so damn mad at me.

"What? Fuck Heaven. I am not cheating on you. Damn! To touch that whore is the most disgusting thing I would ever do."

I combed my hair in frustration. She's looking at me with tears flowing on her cheeks. Holy Shit.

I came to her and wipe it out using my thumb.

" Shhhh, enough." I kissed her cheeks.

"Are you going to leave me too like what other people did?" she asked looking straight to my eyes.

"No. Never. She's a spy babe. She's an enemy's rat. I need to get evidence first so I can put her in jail. Believe me I will never choose her over you." I sincerely explained kissing her face.

She didn't answer me. She just looks at the ground and stay still.

"Let's put you to bed." I said carrying her bridal style.

"My head is spinning and spinning." she uttered drawing circles in the air using her pointed fingers. I lay her in our bed. She comfortably hugged her pillows and close her eyes. I lay next to her and hugged her. I play with her hair while staring at her angelic face.

I kiss her forehead.

I kiss her nose then both of her cheeks. My eyes stayed in her lips. She's so jealous with my secretary, little did she know her lips is what I've been craving to taste for months. I am just controlling myself because I want to take it slow.

I gulped.

Should I kiss her now?

She's so innocent and I am taking my time to introduce her with this kind of thing. I don't want to force her because I don't want her to be afraid of me. I don't even know how the hell I was able to control myself when just her mere presence can already turn me on.

I'm still looking at her lips when she suddenly opens her eyes. Shit. I thought she's already asleep.

"You're missing her, do you?" she asked narrowing her eyes at me. She’s so jealous.

"Nonsense" I commented ignoring her suspicious stares. "Sleep now beautiful. You need rest." I close my eyes and pretend to be sleeping so she will shut up and do the same.

Few minutes has pass and I can still feel her staring at me. I didn't open my eyes and let her do what she want. She's supposed to be sleeping. I expected her to passed out after I put her in bed. Maybe I underestimated her.

I sensed that she is moving and trying to do something but I still didn't open my eyes. Maybe she's trying to see if I am still awake.

Suddenly I feel a soft fabric on my lips. She's wiping my lips. I opened my eyes and see her doing it with the hem of her shirt.

She's so focused on what she's doing. She's doing slowly and with great care.

"I'm cleaning it. It's dirty. It has been kissed by someone else. These are supposed to be just mine." she murmured and I can't help myself but to feel butterflies in my stomach. This woman never fails to make me fall for her harder.

I love how she claim my lips as hers. I want her to be selfish when it comes to me.

I hold her hand and stopped her from what's she's doing. She looks at me.

"They're clean now. You can sleep." she smiled happily at me. She withdraws her hand from my hold and childishly patted my head trying to put me to sleep.