Ch. 96..100: Charmed by the Billionaire CEO Chapter 96-100

Chapter 96: I can’t promise you anything

Karl heaved out a sigh and cupped her face making her look at him." Why do you think we won’t get time with each other" he asked and saw her give him a confused look.

"Oh, Gwen... Look at the brighter side of working the whole day. We would be together attending the meetings, then lunch, and even discuss the matters related to the project together. Isn’t it like spending our time together? We won’t get to romance, but at least we would be together."

Gwen finally understood his words, pulled him for a kiss that wasn’t that long, and pulled back as she pinched his cheeks in excitement.

"Karl, you are so genius. Why didn’t I think of it before and curse my brother for no reason" Gwen felt terrible for getting upset with Tristan when his absence gave them a way to spend more time together.

Looking at Gwen’s smiling face, Karl started the engine and drove to the company.

****

Tristan kept the phone aside and joined Ashley in bed. He instructed Karl and asked him not to bother him the entire day as he was on leave.

"Don’t you think you’re taking advantage of your status, Tristan" Ashley, who was sleeping naked under the duvet, asked as she watched Tristan pulling her closer to him.

"It’s the first time I have skipped my work, and that too for someone special" his words made her look at him in surprise.

"You never took a day off your entire life," she asked, widening her eyes and seeing him nod.

"Yes. I didn’t because back then I found it useless, but now I think it’s cool to take a day off" Tristan kept playing with her strands as he kept talking to her.

Ashley was too surprised to find Tristan never took time to spend on himself, but he was attentive to his family’s concerns. Undoubtedly, he was an obedient son and a good brother to his siblings.

Ashley looked at him, thinking for a while, and proposed," So, now that you are on leave, what do you plan to do?" she said without thinking much about it but saw Tristan grin.

"How about we make love all day" he muttered and started trailing his hand down, stopping between her legs.

Ashley hissed when she felt his finger brush her petals and closed her eyes, suddenly feeling hot again.

"Tristan... I didn’t m-mean it that way" her voice broke, and she moaned.

Tristan loved Ashley’s alluring sight. The way she bites her lower lips, trying to suppress her moan, or the way she calls out his name in pleasure, made him happy.

This sensual sight of hers was exclusively for him, and he loved watching it without disturbance.

Ashley could feel her body tremble when he began to brush his fingers a little fast on her clit, and she arched her back, letting out a sensual moan. "Tristan..."

"Yes, wifey... I am here," Tristan muttered next to her ear and inserted his finger inside her making her whine." Ah..." Ashley cried out in pain and held onto his neck, looking straight into his eyes, and said.

"Faster,"

Ashley was so high with her pleasure that she didn’t mind being shameless in front of Tristan. This man was insane when it came to satisfying her, and she didn’t care if she looked demanding.

"She you say wifey" he smirked and pulled out his finger, inserting two this time.

Ashley felt like flying high, and she pulled Tristan for a kiss while his hand worked down there.

Tristan increased his pace and thrust in and out until she reached her climax and poured out on his hand.

"You are so good, wifey" bringing his hand close to his mouth, Tristan licked his finger and watched Ashley open her eyes, showing a satisfied smile.

"I want more," she demanded again, and this time, he swiftly made her sleep on her stomach and positioned himself from behind.

His length was eager to enter her from the back, and he didn’t want to waste any time. Pulling her up from her waist, he entered her without any warming.

"F**k Ash. You are so damn hot," he grunted as he pumped into her resting his hand on her waist and saw her pounce against his shaft.

Leaning down, he slid his hand and cupped her breast, pulling her up and began to thrust deeper.

Tristan had imagined this moment so many times in his dream where he would take Ash in every position he could and today was the day. He didn’t hold back and let his imagination put into action.

"Do you like it, wifey?" he asked, kissing her nape and seeing her turn her neck and kiss him, giving him the answer.

Ashley was enthralled with his way of speech and the way he asked her how she felt. He knew how her body reacted to his reflex and also knew she liked it a lot. Still... Still, he would ask her the same.

Pumping for some time, Tristan again emptied inside her draining every ounce of energy from her body, and she leaned, resting her back on him.

Tristan knew he was rough this time, and Ashley wasn’t used to his raw side.

Holding her in his embrace, he kissed her shoulder and heard her say, " I am tired... "

Yes, she and she knew Tristan wasn’t. He was dull of stamina, but she had already lost all of her in just two rounds.

Tristan chuckled, understanding her situation, and pulled out from her before he made her sleep on the bed.

Her eyes were closed, showing she had no energy left in her.

"Let’s eat something first," He said, brushing her cheeks, and she opened her tired eyes, looking at his concern.

" I need to fill my stomach before matching your pace. You were too hard this time," She complained, feeling sore down between her leg, and closed back her eyes again.

Tristan didn’t answer and let her sleep for a while. Getting fresh, he walked out of the room and made breakfast for them.

*****

By the time he was done making breakfast, Tristan had gone back to check on Ashley and found her still sleeping.

Sitting next to her, he caressed her cheeks lovingly and called her name, "Ash."

Ashley was so tired that she hissed in her sleep and turned to hold Tristan’s hand on her face.

"Five minutes more... " Her sleepy voice made him chuckle, and he bent down, kissing her forehead.

"You need to eat first. How will we continue further if you keep sleeping and not eating anything" his words held mischievousness, and Ashley shot opened her eyes, glaring at him in anger?

"You are the monster who drained me, and now you want more" She pulled back her hand jolt, sitting up and watching him laugh at her.

"Don’t you laugh, Tristan? i am serious. If you again take me, I promise you will be demoted on the couch" Ashley rubbed her waist, feeling the soreness, and hissed.

She thought she was strong enough to handle his roughness, but no. This man was like a feral beast who ravished her like his prey which he found after a long time.

Tristan pursed his lips and stopped laughing, watching her whine in pain. Her couldn’t stop himself when she kept calling his name so eagerly and sensually.

He loved every bit of it and didn’t bother to hold back.

But guess, he should have because now, if he lays a single file on her, he would be thrown out of the room, which was worst than not having sex.

" Ok fine, I won’t do anything, but at least eat something. I am starving " He made a cute face dropping her anger, and she nodded her head and climbed down the bed, wrapping the duvet around her body before she stepped into the bathroom.

*****

"Did you like it? " Tristan asked, looking at her content face.

"That was so delicious. If I had a big tummy, I would’ve eaten more" Ashley licked her fingers, savoring the last bite of the sandwich and finished her platter.

She wasn’t picky with food and liked anything that would satisfy her starving.

"You can eat more of it if we continue our activity. It will help you to get hungry, and you can make it more" Tristan smiled coyly and received a slap on his arm the next second.

"Don’t you dare talk about it again? It’s still paining."

Ashley wouldn’t agree with him or let her desire surge because the results were too much for her to handle.

Tristan, too finished the breakfast and helped Ashley to clear the table.

******

Living room

" So what would you like to do," Ashley asked.

Since it was his day off and she didn’t have any shoot, Ashley thought it would be fun to do something interesting.

"Anything as long as it doesn’t lead to any sexual activity. Because if we lead there, then I can’t promise you anything," Tristan declared playfully, but Ashley knew he wasn’t joking but was severe.

Chapter 97: Be my slave

A few minutes later

Sitting in front of each other, Tristan smirked at Ashley’s annoyed face.

He agreed to play the stare game because he found it better than the one she suggested.

But it didn’t stop there. He even came up with the rule saying that the one who lose will have to do anything the winner says and that anything can mean anything.

Ashley first wanted to object but then thought about how it would feel to ask your hubby to do anything if she wins the game. And with that hope, she agreed to his request, and they began...

"So we will be playing five rounds, with each round holding the stare for at least a minute," Tristan said.

" And if anyone loses the game, then they have to do the punishment the other one would give them," He continued.

Ashley was trying to devise many punishments that would be fun to apply to Tristan, but little did she know her husband was way ahead of already having the penalty settled in his mind.

Stabilizing themselves, the couple began round one.

The starting game began, and like competitive opponents, Tristan and Ashley kept their eyes open, not ready to give up.

Tristan was trying to read Ashley, thinking about how to make her lose a bit. To his surprise, she didn’t flutter her eyes even for a second, and the one-minute round passed with no one losing it.

*****

" I have to be consistent with this one, too" Ashley blinks her eyes several times, preparing herself not to lose this last one too.

Four rounds were already done, neither Tristan gave up nor did she, and that was a tie between them.

Tristan was surprised at how focused Ashley was for not even giving up on any of them, making him anxious.

’ How will I convince her if she doesn’t lose it’ he thought, watching her ready for the final round.

"So are we ready" he heard her say, and his eyes looked at her when a thought crossed his mind, and he smirked.

" Ready"

Ashley looked at his smirk with confusion but brushed off her thought and composed herself.

As time passed, they stared deep into each other’s eyes. Tristan smiled, which confused her.

He parted his lips a little, let his tongue trace them, and bit them, giving her a seductive look.

Ashley’s eyes widened in shock when she saw him lick his lips and she breathed hitched.

’ What is he doing?’ She asked herself, and the next second, he blew a kiss towards her, completely knocking her down.

" You lose"

Ashley blinked her eyes when he threw that flying kiss at her, and the next second, she lost the game, giving him the chance to win.

"Tristan, you tricked me" Ashley saw him seducing her. He knew his actions would quickly move her, and that’s what happened. She lost it to him.

Blinking his eyes like an innocent kid, Tristan pouted his lips and said, " Ash, when did I trick you."

Tristan was so happy, dancing inside for his win, tried controlling his smile, and acted all innocent.

" You... You just- argh!!!.... You tricked me, Tristan, " Ashley yelled, getting annoyed with how things turned out.

She was so proud of herself that she played the game fair, but this cunning man just seduced her.

Ashley had recently learned how hard it was to keep her eyes off her husband.

Tristan was the god of seduction with all those perfect features in him. He didn’t even have to work hard to catch her attention because she was seduced easily when he stood in front of her.

Her poor heart had to try hard to stick to its ground because it feared it would pound do in her chest, and he would one day come to listen to her heartbeat.

Folding his hands against his chest, Tristan smirked," Accept that you lose the game. Why to blame me" he kept his face straight without letting her see his inner victory.

Ashley felt like crying. Tristan was so brilliant that now he didn’t even want to accept his mistake. She had seen him licking his lips in front of her, so why wasn’t he accepting it?

Looking at his straight face, she doubted if he would ever accept it. Closing her eyes, she sighed and said," Fine... I lose"

Tristan’s eyes brightened, and he relaxed." So ready for the punishment, wifey" there was mischievousness in his words, and Ashley could tell just by watching his glittery, shiny eyes.

"Hmm"

Tristan rubbed his chin, thinking for a while, and said," Be my slave a day" his words widened. Ashley’s eyes with shock, and she stood up in hush," WHAT!!!"

"Yes... you heard me right, my dear wife" he too stood up, facing her, and took a step closer to her." You have to be my slave for the entire day" he made the words more apparent and saw her gulp.

"W-what kind of slave," she asked, the heat rushing her face.

Ashley could reframe the word enslaved person because it implied so many things, and she feared he would come to say the latter.

Tristan was amazed at how his ferocious wife had turned into a kitten. He liked it, and within a second, he pulled her by her waist, taking her off guard.

"Serve me to bed, Ash" Ashley could feel the seriousness in his voice. Looking straight into his eyes, Ashley could see the lust and love. She wanted to retreat, but before she could take any action, Tristan took her lips and pulled her against him.

It was so sudden that Ashley couldn’t react, and she was lifted. She wrapped her legs around Tristan’s waist and tried to balance her trembling body.

"You have no idea how hard it’s for me to stay away from you, Ash," Tristan mumbled against her lips and walked towards the bed.

Ashley had lost all her sense the second their lips clashed. She could not let go of the chance to kiss him. He was like a drug to her, and she wanted to keep tasting it every second.

Throwing her on the bed, Tristan hovered her and again captured her lips, but this time with need and hungriness. His mind was clouded with lust, and he couldn’t contain it.

Ashley had woken up the sleeping beast inside him who only responded to her and no one else.

His hands roamed all over her body while his mouth kept devouring her. Both were lost in the pool of lust and desire that didn’t tend to stop any time soon.

Ashley snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him, kissing him deeper. She was feeling every bit of the closeness.

"Take me, Tristan," he heard her say, pulling back from the kiss. Her tired eyes bored into his dark ones, and the next second he tore away her top, throwing it away, leaving her with nothing but her panties.

Tristan had his eyes on Ashley when she stepped out of their bedroom. She wasn’t wearing anything, and his lustful mind ran wild at that moment.

Tristan stopped at her entrance, sliding his hand from her stomach to her panties. Slowly rubbing fabric, he heard her moan.

"Just like that, Ash. I want to hear you call my name," he whispered next to her ear and slid the cloth inserting his finger deep into her core.

Whimpering in pain, Ashley called out his name and saw him smirk," Just like that," says he moved down, took the left nipple into his mouth, and sucked it hard.

Ashley arched her back, feeling the blood rushing to her brain, and she felt like seeing stars in the morning. She clutched the sheet tightly, feeling his mouth and his finger assaults her body part.

Not even in her wildest dream, she experienced such a shivering pleasure and loved every bit of it. Tristan made her feel new things, and this one was also one of them.

Leaving her left breast, he took the right one giving equal attention until Ashley reached her climax, sprinting out on his hand.

Quickly getting up, he removed the only cloth and positioned himself between her legs.

"Are you ready, wifey?" he asked and saw her nod, and the next moment, he entered in smoothly.

Tristan kept ramping her until they reached their climax, spilling out on one another.

Laying next to each other, both panted, heaving, when Tristan pulled her close to his chest and wrapped his arm around her securely.

Laying in each other’s arms, Tristan asked," Ash... can we go another one?"

His words made her open her eyes, and she looked at him in horror only to find him smirking and without waiting for her answer, he again captured her lips.

Chapter 98: Precautions

Melanin International

After attending two back-to-back meetings, Karl and Gwen finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"I didn’t know brother had to work so hard. Just two meetings, and I am already tired. How does he manage to look fresh even after he returns home " she asked.

"That’s why he is the CEO and is respected for being perfect in his work," Karl joined her on the couch.

The moment he sat next to her, Gwen leaned and laid her head on his shoulder before closing her eyes. She was exhausted and wanted to take a nap to resume her work.

Karl smiled and let her sleep for a while when the door to his cabin swung open, and Luke walked it.

"Karl.." his voice bolted Gwen from her sleep, and she jumped on the couch, pushing Karl aside.

"Mr. Luke," she asked, composing herself and standing up to greet him.

Karl, too composed himself and greeted him. It was so sudden for him to come into his cabin without notice.

"What brings you here, Mr. Ford" Karl was displeased because of his visit, but he couldn’t voice it because he was their client.

Luke, who looked at them for a while, averted his eyes on Karl and smiled." There seems to be a problem with the production of the product. I called Tristan, but he didn’t answer so... thought to meet him personally" he said clearing the suffocating air around them.

Karl turned to look at Gwen, who stood with her head down and said," Miss Gwen, I think you should get back to work. I will call you when your presence is needed," his voice, void of any softness in them, made Gwen lift her head and she nodded her head leaving the cabin.

Luke watched Gwen leave the cabin. He thought she might stay with them, but she didn’t, which dropped his heart.

"Mr. Ford, can we discuss the problem" Karl’s voice broke his stare, and he turned to see Karl gawking at him with rage, but he quickly covered it up, which amazed him.

Nodding his head, he settled down, took the chair, and started discussing the issue.

****

By the time Tristan stopped, it was already lunchtime, and Ashley felt her body lose all its strength. Laying like a dead log Ashley closed her eyes while Tristan played with her hair strand.

"I swear to throw you out in the living hall of you again trick me like this," Ashley’s sleepy voice warned the man next to her, who didn’t seem to be bothered by her external threat.

Tristan knew there was no way she would ask him to sleep on the couch when she couldn’t stay away from him.

"Sure," he chuckled and saw her open her eyes, glaring at him.

"I am serious," she said and turned away, facing her back at him.

Tristan scooped her from behind, nuzzled his face into her neck, and heard her say," Stop there and don’t try to do anything, or else I will throw you down from the bed."

Ashley was hell tired because Tristan didn’t stop even after five rounds. When she reached the fifth round, Ashley felt an adrenaline rush making her head spin.

Tristan could tell she was exhausted, but what was he supposed to do when his wife was so sexy? She tempted him, making him do things that made him go crazy, and he found himself irresistible in front of her.

"Okay, I won’t, but let me hug you," he pleaded, and the next moment saw her bring his hand around her waist, allowing him to hug her.

Tristan was in deep thought. He hadn’t taken any precautions when they made love, and he feared that Ashley would get pregnant. They were still in the initial phase of discovering a love for one another, and he didn’t want to rush things.

Ashley found him quiet, and she turned her head to see Tristan in deep thought." What are you thinking?" she asked, breaking his opinion, and he looked at her.

"Ash, we didn’t take any precaution" he frowned, thinking how that could skip his mind.

"Don’t worry, I have been taking pills," Ashley assured him and felt his muscles relax.

Ashley knew they both weren’t ready to become parents yet. They still knew this newly developed love for one another, and she wanted to take things slow.

Tristan snuggled into her neck and heard her chuckle," It tickles Tristan" Ashley found it adoring when Tristan would snuggle her.

"Then let it be," she heard him say, and the next second found him kissing her.

"No, don’t" she pushed him and saw him pout.

"Just one," he asked shamelessly, only to get rejected." No means no," she said one last time and pushed him hard until there was one arm’s distance between them.

"No, I can’t trust you," she said, knowing his one was never one, and he would take her until she passed out on him.

Tristan let go of his stubbornness and watched Ashley get up.

" I need to clean myself," she said and climbed down the bed, ready to head into the bathroom, followed by Tristan.

"What? Where do you think you are coming" she asked when he followed her like a lost puppy.

"To take a bath," he answered innocently.

Ashley raised her brow and saw him blink." You think I am a fool."

Tristan pursed his lips after getting caught and looked away from her.

"You better drop that act, or else I am surely going to throw you out of the bedroom" saying she turned and slammed the door in his face.

Tristan turned and walked to the other spare room to get a shower.

*****

Alice’s apartment

Alice got ready and was leaving for work when her phone buzzed. "Why is he calling me?" she rolled her eyes and ignored the call until it ended.

She was welcomed by Noah, who leaned on the wall next to her door, stepping out of her house as if he was waiting for her to show up.

As soon as he saw her, a smile appeared, and he straightened up.

"Don’t you have work today" Alice closed the door and turned to see him approach her. She purposely kept her face straight, not showing her emotions to him.

He was already messing up with her mind and heart, and now even her body had started to betray her.

"I am doing my work."

Alice felt her breath hitch when he came closer and whispered in her ear. Her heart began to pound rapidly inside her chest, and she averted her eyes only to see him smirk.

’Is he teasing me’ she asked herself.

’Yes, and you are getting affected,’ her mind screamed at her, and she took a step back, composing herself.

"You d-don’t have to drive me always," she said without meeting his eyes that were burning intensely looking at her.

"Who said I am asking" he smirked and held her hand before taking her along.

*****

"Why do you always wait for me?" Alice looked up after putting on the seatbelt and asked Noah who started the car, and they drove away from their residential area.

"Because I can’t stay away from you," he said shamelessly, watching her roll her eyes.

Noah was a very smooth talker, but his words sometimes irritated him. She wasn’t fond of sweet words because she wasn’t gentle and preferred short terms.

"Will you stop being cheesy" she looked away, getting annoyed, and heard him chuckle.

"Why would I be cheesy? Whatever I said was the truth" Noah wasn’t joking or teasing her. The day he asked her to be his girl, he wasn’t fooling. It was the truth that he confessed to her after whatever happened between them.

He averted his eyes from the road and looked at her continuing," I can’t stay away from you, Alice, and that’s the truth. You believe it, but I won’t stop showing affection towards you."

Noah may have flirted with many women back then, but now the woman he liked and wanted to be with was Alice.

On the other hand, Alice didn’t look at him and let herself see out of the window as her lips curled up into a smile.

Her heart was overwhelmed by his words. She may keep doubting her feeling for him, but every word he spoke screamed his love for her, which was enough to break the doubt she had in her heart.

Soon the drive ended, and Alice stepped out of the car, followed by Noah. Holding her hand, he leaned down and gave her a forehead kiss before pulling away.

"Miss me," he said, showing his million-dollar smile, and walked back to his car, stepped in, and drove away from there.

Unknown to Alice, a smile appeared on her lips as she watched his car drive away, and she turned to enter the studio when her smile dropped.

"What are you doing here?" her soft eyes turned cold, watching the person stand in front of her.

Chapter 99: Get his daughter back

"Wasn’t expecting me" Dylan walked towards Alice and stood before her.

Alice scoffed at his words and was about to walk past him when he blocked her way." How dare you ignore my words, Alice."

Alice shot a glare at him and took a step back. Being close to him still disgusted her. He was a jerk who liked to mock her and make her life a living hell but not anymore.

The day she walked out of his life, she swore to herself not to associate with him in this life. But that day, when she saw him, Avera, her entire life flashed before her eyes, bringing back all the horrible memories to live.

Fist her palm in anger, Alice faced him and warned," Look, Dylan, I don’t want to see your face. If you already have a fiancé, please be loyal to her and don’t keep coming here."

She tried to keep her calm as she didn’t want to create any scene in her workplace. She had barely managed to come out of that dark phase of her life, and now him coming back to her was bringing back all the bad memories.

Dylan was amazed by her braveness and took a step close to her and said," I like your courage, Alice. This is something new I have come to see in you" his hand reached to touch her face, but she jerked his hand away.

" Don’t," gritting her teeth, Alice warned him.

"But you like it before," he leaned closer to her and whispered, making her look at him in horror.

Watching the scared look on her face, Dylan smirked and took a step back.

"I am sure you don’t want me to remind you about it, Alice" Dylan was sure he had pulled the correct string.

She may act brave and fierce in front of him, but this memory will completely shatter her act.

Alice stood there like a statue when the memories rushed into her mind. She felt her blood run cold as he mentions those words.

Scoffing, Dylan turned and walked away from there, leaving behind the freeze Alice dealt with her emotion.

God knows for how long she stood there until her unshed tears started streaming down from her eyes, and she held her heart, feeling the pain again.

*****

Gwen’s desk

Her eyes looked at Karl’s cabin. Luke was still discussing the issue with Karl, and they both looked deeply involved.

Averting her eyes, she began to work when her thoughts drifted to the kiss they shared in the car.

Unknowingly her hand reached to trace her lips feeling the warmth of his lips still lingering on hers. It was magical. Her first kiss was from the man she loved.

"Miss Gwen"

"....."

"Miss Gwen"

"Huh," Gwen was shaken by her shoulder, and her beautiful dream broke. She looked up to see Luke beside her chair with a worried expression.

"Is everything alright?" he asked with concern.

After his meeting ended, he left Karl’s cabin and, on his way, saw Gwen, who was engrossed in some thoughts. She kept smiling as if she was in a trance or something, making him approach her.

First, he called her just to bid, but when she didn’t answer, he had to shake her by her shoulder.

Gwen’s eyes widened in shock, and she stood up, greeting Luke immediately. She was embarrassed with how she had behaved like a fool during working hours, and now even Luke had witnessed her dumbness which made her want to bury herself in the ground.

"Yes, sir, do you need any help," she said without listening to his question and got a chuckle in return.

Luke chuckled, watching her red cheeks, which clearly showed her embarrassment. He found her action cute.

"No, I don’t need any help, Miss Gwen. I just came to say you bye" Gwen knitted her brow, looking confused at him, and watched his smile broaden, which confused her even more.

Luke didn’t say anything and walked away from there, heading toward the elevator. Gwen watched him step inside, and the door closed.

"Why was he smiling" she muttered and turned to look towards Karl’s cabin only to find him standing by the door watching in the direction Luke went. His eyes were burning in a fury, which surprised her, and before she could call him, he turned back and entered his cabin.

"Huh! What happened to him now" mumbling to herself, she sat back in her seat and resumed work.

*****

Ashley’s apartment

Quickly finishing the lunch, Ashley excused herself to rest as she was still sore. Tristan didn’t bug her and let her take a rest because he knew he had worn her out, and he feared if she ended up falling sick.

Sitting on the couch, he glanced at Ashley’s sleeping figure before opening his laptop and reading the emails.

Karl had informed me about Luke having issues with the production of the product. Though Karl had handled it, he still wanted Tristan to go through it.

His eyes were focused on the screen when his phone buzzed, and he averted his gaze to see who was the one calling.

It was Dante who was disturbing his peaceful time. But he couldn’t ignore him as the older man had no one by his side even after being sick.

Quickly getting up from the couch, he walked out of the room, stepped into the living space, and picked up the call.

"Why aren’t you resting, grandpa," Tristan asked, returning a formal greeting only to get scolded the next moment.

"You brat. How much do you want me to rest? I have been laying on the bed the entire time" Dante wasn’t used to having stuck in the same place without moving around.

Tristan rubbed his temple listening to the older man raise his voice. No one would make him act wisely and focus on caring for himself.

"If you weren’t ignorant about your health, the doctors wouldn’t have given you bedrest," Tristan voiced in anger shutting the man’s voice and continuing," You are so stubborn that you keep ignoring their words and do as you please."

Tristan loved the older man as much as he loved Herd. Even though his mother didn’t let them meet that often, the minimal time they met made Tristan understand Dante.

He wasn’t an evil human, but his work was bad. Though his intentions were good, that didn’t stop him from making enemies.

Silence on the other side made Tristan question if he had finally managed to quiet the man, but silence the next second he heard him calmed him a little.

"I don’t think your mother will ever forgive me, Tristan, and I would die without mending my relation with her" the was sadness in his voice broke Tristan’s heart.

His mother was a very stubborn lady, and so did Dante. The only difference was she didn’t want to keep any relationship with him while he wanted to get his daughter back before he left the world.

Tristan was about to console him but ended the call without listening back to him. How will he make his mother forgive the man and try to understand his point of view?

It was hard; he only prayed that his mother would give him a chance and not hate her entire life.

*****

Melanin International

By the time Gwen finished her work, it was already lunchtime. She was excited to have some alone time with Karl finally and walked toward his cabin without wasting any time.

Since the other employees had already headed toward the office canteen, she quietly entered his cabin and saw him work.

"Karl," she called his name and watched him raise his head. His eyes softened when he landed on her, and a smile appeared on his face.

He kept his work aside, stood up, walked towards her, and pulled her by her neck before kissing her.

Gwen was startled by his sudden action but gave in immediately. They were so indulged in the kiss that they forgot about the lunch, only to be reminded when Gwen’s stomach growled.

Smiling against her lips, Karl pulled back and traced her lips with his thumb saying," Let’s eat something first."

Gwen looked down, hiding her blush, nodding her head before Karl held her hand, and they walked out of the cabin.

It was risky to have lunch in the office canteen, so Karl took her to a place a little away from the company. He just wanted to spend his time with Gwen without getting caught.

They soon found the place a little away from the office and were about to enter when Gwen’s eyes fell on the employees who work with them.

"Stop," she squealed and pulled back Karl dragging him away from there.

Karl was surprised by her action and looked at her in confusion." What happened, Gwen?" he asked when they stopped walking, and Gwen heaved out a sigh.

"We can’t eat there," she said, trying to calm her breath, and looked at Karl, who knitted his brow." Why?" he asked, looking back at the place where he was dragged away.

Sighing, she pointed at the man who had just walked out of the restaurant and three more people.

" You see them. They are all our employees."

Chapter 100: She cried for her father

Karl squinted his eyes and looked at the man the next second, and his eyes turned cold. He was the same man trying to flirt with Gwen back then. How can he forget his face?

After all, he was a rival but his bad luck that Gwen didn’t get swayed by his cheekiness.

Karl scoffed and turned to see Gwen, who tried to hide behind him." Some, let’s go from here," he heard her say, and the next second, he was again dragged from there before anyone watched them.

Gwen had taken Karl’s words so seriously that she made sure no one meant no one could see them together.

They returned to the company taking some food for them to eat.

"Phew... it’s so hard to keep hiding from everyone" Gwen placed the food on the table and sat on the couch before she reached her hand and pulled Karl, making him sit next to her.

Karl kept admiring Gwen; without thinking, he pulled her and embraced her." Just more time. I promise you, Gwen, we don’t have to keep our relationship hidden."

Gwen hugged him back tightly without getting sad at his words. She knew he needed time and would give it until he found the courage to date her openly without thinking about society.

"Take your time Karl. I am in no rush," she comforted him. She gave him the time he needed if that’s what he wanted.

*****

Knight mansion

With the cell phone in her hand, Grace was strolling on the lawn and glancing at it every minute.

It was strange for Dante not even to call her once. It had been more than two days, and he hadn’t contacted her.

Dante was desperate to mend their relationship, but Grace didn’t want to give him any chance. ’Was she being too heartless towards the man just because his once carelessness risked her mother’s life

Sera wasn’t alive anymore, but the day she took her last breath, she had asked her not to make the same mistake as she did back then.

Did she regret leaving her father when even after separating from him, she never stopped loving him?

Grace had seen her mother cry for her father, but then she would stop herself when she saw her.

Looking back at her phone, she suddenly became restless. Something was bothering her, and she wanted not to forget Trevor’s words last night.

’Why would he say that?’ she fell deep in thought when...

"Grace..." she heard someone call and flinch back, only to find Trevor walking towards her.

"You scared me, Trevor" sighing, she held her heart and shot him a glare.

"What are you doing here for so long?" he asked, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and watching her turn silent.

She looked down at her phone as she kept fidgeting with it but didn’t utter a word, and that was enough for him to understand what was going on in her mind.

"It’s not too late to take the first step" his words made her look at him in surprise.

"Now, don’t tell me what you are talking about. It is of no use because your face is telling me a different story," Trevor continued before she would beat him, ignoring all his claims.

Grace turned and hugged Trevor burying her face in his chest. She felt helpless all of a sudden and needed comfort.

"I don’t know, Trevor, but I don’t feel good. It’s like I feel something isn’t right with him" Trevor sighed and hugged her, caressing her back gently.

"Then what’s stopping you, Grace?" he pulled back, cupped her face, soothing her cheeks, and continued," He is your father. Even if you keep denying it won’t change the fact that you are his daughter."

Trevor had known Dante from the beginning. The day he fell for his daughter, Dante kidnapped and interrogated him keeping the gun on his temple. Though their first meeting wasn’t that great when he learned that Trevor genuinely liked Grace, he trusted him at that moment.

Grace’s eyes welled up, and she remembered all the harsh words she had said to him even after knowing he didn’t mean any harm to her. The hate blinded her she cried for her father because he wasn’t an ordinary human but an underworld mafia.

She sobbed, holding onto his shirt, and cried without holding back her tears. Grace wasn’t a heartless woman, but the incident then made her fear for the lives of the people who were dear to her.

Trevor held her close to him and let her cry. She needed to clear her thoughts about her father and allow him to be for her and her family. He was the only one she had left, and she was the only one he had left.

*****

By the time Ashley woke up, it was already evening. The day she hoped to spend with her husband doing some fun was spent sleeping. And whose fault it was... Tristan.

Stretching her arms, she got up, looked around the empty room, and frowned. Her eyes went to the couch and saw Tristan’s laptop, but the owner wasn’t present, which surprised her.

Stepping down from the bed, Ashley walked toward the bathroom only to find it empty, and the frown on her forehead deepened.

"He isn’t here too," she mumbled and walked out of the room.

Her eyes searched him everywhere, but Tristan wasn’t present. He never went out without informing her, then where did he go?

Ashley was about to make a call when something struck her mind, and she went to the spare room and entered.

When she stepped in, she found Tristan sleeping on the couch with his arm resting on his forehead.

The uneasiness she felt a second back vanished when she saw Tristan in front of her eyes. Without making any sound, she slowly walked and kneeled next to him.

Tristan was fast asleep but then why wasn’t he sleeping with her? She thought and reached her hand to brush his cheeks and saw him stir a little.

"Ash"

Tristan returned to the bedroom after talking with Dante and was about to resume the work that he had left. But when his eyes fell on Ashley, his desire surged up.

Just the sight of her figure aroused him, and he felt helpless, trying to keep his hands away from his sleeping wife.

Tristan had already worn her out by taking her back-to-back six rounds, and with the stamina he still had left, he would have continued without any break.

He stopped himself from taking a step toward her and left the room before his hunger for her reached its limits. It was better if he stayed away from her; that was the only reason he slept in the other room after taking a cold shower.

A smile appeared on her lips, and the next second, Tristan pulled her by her arm, and she landed straight from him. Wrapping his arm around her waist, Tristan carefully held her, making sure she would fall, and kept staring at her lovingly.

"Why did you sleep here? I searched for you in the entire house," Ashley pouted when she remembered how fast her heart was beating when she didn’t find him anywhere near her.

"You got scared?" he asked and saw her nod.

"Why?" he asked again.

"I don’t know, but I don’t feel good when you aren’t around," concern laced through her words.

Ashley was so used to Tristan that sometimes she went over the board, missing him like a mad person.

Brushing her cheeks with his thumb, Tristan slowly traced his finger from her upper lip to her lower and said," I won’t leave you and go"

Tristan, also couldn’t stay away from her when she was finally his wife. Back then, he kept his distance from her knowing she wasn’t his, and had Greg in her life. But now, he couldn’t bring himself to stay away from her.

There was no way he would leave her at any cost.

"I know" a smile appeared on her lips, and she moved closer to him and brushed the tip of their nose lovingly.

She felt so secure in her arms. They were like a protective shield that kept her safe; his embrace was her solace, which she didn’t want to part from.

"How long have you been awake?" he asked.

"A while," she said and pulled away from his embrace, standing down on the floor before she reached her hand and pulled Tristan up.

"We waste our entire day by doing nothing?" Ashley brushed Tristan’s hair and complained.

They were supposed to enjoy the day by doing some activities, but all they did was make love and sleep. It was evening, and there was still some time left before they called off the day, and Ashley wanted to use it.

Tristan wanted to smile at her cute nagging because he didn’t mind if they continued what they did the entire day. He was still fresh and ready for his wife, but he didn’t want to disappoint her.

He wouldn’t deny it if she were planning on doing something fun. He was always ready with whatever Ashley had on her mind. And if they mean doing stupid, crazy things, then yes, he would gladly give in.