Chapter 7: Chapter 7

He didn't open the door of the car for me, and he went on to head into his home. Is this really how he entertains his guests? Maybe I'm just an unwanted guest, but he somehow left the door open.

I don't know if his home was fully airconditioned because it was so cold, but the marble on the tile of his house complemented his big chandelier, and the stairs of his house were so breathtaking. If I'm given a chance to go up or down, I'll feel like a princess because it is super wide. His home was styled in a very Rome vibe, and I'm really loving it as I look at it.

"I like it as well. I'm like a king in my own palace," he said, to my surprise.

I didn't know this man was like a mushroom that suddenly appeared, and then I decided to distance myself when I noticed we were so close to each other.

"Let's have dinner first," he said to me and then held my waist.

My heart skipped a beat, but I released myself from his grip and just stared at him.

"I just needed to discuss something with you, and I'll be leaving. I don't need dinner." I told him and I knew I was nervous.

Then he glared at me. If it was a knife, I might have split in two, and then I gulped.

"We'll talk about it through dinner, Miss. I will feel sorry for your clothes if I don't make dinner for you." He said to me and then went on ahead.

I don't know, but I felt ashamed. Is he really making a phone of me? I sighed and told myself to tell him as fast as I could and get out quickly, even though I didn't really know where we were.

I followed him, and I was surprised when I came to the part of his house where he walked through. There was a beautiful piano, and it was followed by a very long table. He was waiting on me while there were so many maids unloading food and suddenly my stomach growled and I remembered I hadn't eaten before going out and he was just looking at me.

"Seat down," he said, and then I did what he told me to.

I wondered if he ever got lonely or maybe he had family. They were just in their own rooms, but they just didn't meet often because of the huge size of the house he had.

He handed me the plate lying in front of him, and I was shaking my hands, telling him to stop.

"I'm really just here to give you back what you gave me, sir." I said to him but he still looked at me like that and very cold.

"Come on, just accept this. That would not be the proper way to do it. I let you enter my house, without letting you eat." He said this while still handing me his plate, which I gratefully accepted.

And he made me pass the steak that was in front of me. I no longer knew what I would believe. Maybe his being a gentle man is based on his mood, so I just won't talk.

I went on to eat the steak that I haven't had for like years now and I almost cried because this was the most tender and most delicious rib eye I've ever tasted and I was smiling the whole way.

And he was just looking at me while he was eating, and I found it creepy that he was chewing while his hand was on a fist and was placed to cover his mouth. I noticed how his jaw moved and how well executed it was. It was so sexy then, and after that, I told myself to snap out of it.

"So here is the thing: I can't accept the money you gave." I said to him, and I was hearing my heart beat fast.

And he just drank a glass of wine on one go and clenched his jaw and was glaring at me.

"I won't accept that money because it was already in your name. What am I supposed to do with it" he said to me.

Then I rolled my eyes at him. Who even pushed him to give me a lot of money, and it will be difficult for me to change this check. It's not that I want to accept it because I think of these things, but it will need a lot of verification if I go on ahead and let the bank change it. Not all of my papers are named after Lily Tilford.

I didn't know that I was locked in my thoughts, and then I heard a piano being played. I'm not sure, but it had a sad tone, so I approached the man playing it.

I also don't know but I was mesmerized by him while playing. He seemed to be very handsome and I didn't know that I was staring at him while my head was lying on the top of my hand that was sitting on top of the piano. I was totally captivated by what he was doing and then he stopped and he was kissing me.

My eyes widened but as I was looking at him while we were doing that, he was so aggressive while his eyes were closed. Then he pulled himself away from me and then he pulled me towards the stairs up to the top. I was just letting myself be dragged by him because I know in myself that I want to feel this as well.

Then we entered a room and he harshly pushed me down, and then he followed me, pinning me on the bed and then intertwining our hands while kissing for a second. I also lost my mind about what time it was and if this was even right.

I was removing his coat, then unbuttoning his polo, and he was kissing my neck down to my collar bone, and for a moment I lost every bit of it, and as he was caressing my boobs, we were both surprised when suddenly my phone rang on the sling bag hanging on me.

And then I stood up to see who was calling while fixing the dress that had just been almost removed. I was surprised when I was suddenly pinned to the wall with my right hand, which was holding my phone and Liam was gripping it hard.

"It hurts." I said to him while closing my eyes more tightly because of his grip.

He took a deep breath and then let my hand down. He put his hand on his pocket. His polo was wide open and his abs were visible.

"Tell me,"

"What do you and Christian Falcon have?" He said, and I was about to answer him, but he spoke and said,

"He's really getting on my nerves."