Chapter 5 His Rules

Blue's POV

Nicholas rested his back against the wall and crossed his arms. His devilish eyes aren't leaving mine. He looked like a Greek god, a ruthless Greek god who would make anyone bow down to him. He's evil and handsome. He's intimidating me. His red and wet lips are distracting me. Including his exposed body which seemed like to be sculpted by the greatest sculptor. He's so freaking handsome!

He cocked an eyebrow after a series of seconds. "I'm waiting."

I pressed my lips together and slowly lifted my trembling hands. His eyes are telling me that if I didn't undress, he would undress me himself. That would be more humiliating and embarrassing for me.

I saw how his lips twitched as I slowly lifted my blouse. Just my upper body, right? Since he's covered in the lower region, I guess he won't ask me to take my pants off.

I sucked my breath and dropped my blouse on the floor.

He suddenly whistled while staring at my naked body. I wanted to cry in humiliation. I squeezed my eyes closed and slowly reached the hook of my bra.

I saw how he clenched his jaws when I successfully unhooked it. His eyes even flickered with desire.

Oh, God!

I pressed my lips together. I was about to completely remove my bra when he stood straight and spoke… "Stop. Wait for me in the living area."

My breathing almost stopped as he turned his back on me. He entered the bedroom behind him and slammed the door.

That was close! That was so freaking close! Damn you, Blue Rivers!

*** Nicholas' POV

I clenched my jaws after I slammed the door. That f-cking sexy and creamy body aroused me big time. I want to crash my lips on hers. Touch her body. Mark her mine but I don't understand why I stopped her when she's about to remove the piece of clothes covering the part of her I wanted to see. F-ck!

Why did I stop her? Was it because of the tears at the corner of her eyes? Was it because of her innocent face? Was it because of her defenseless state? Why?

I'm not soft hearted. I'm a rebel but why do I feel like that woman is turning me into someone I didn't know?

No! She was sent by my father. I don't have f-cking plans of inheriting his mafia business and no, I will never do the same mistake again. She was sent by my father. Chosen by my father. What is he up to again?

I gritted my teeth and dressed myself. I rushed to the living area with an annoyed face, determined to shoo her away but I stopped a few meters away from her. My lips parted as I watched her sitting on the couch, legs squeezed together and hands clasped. She looks like a scared kitten.

My eyes wandered on her body. I swallowed hard. I want to strip her naked. F-ck!

I want to take her clothes off. I want to see her sexy body. The more she's dressed, the more I wanted her to strip. My breathing hitched as I felt thousands of electrifying desires rushing through my veins.

No! F-ck! Get it together, Nicholas Sanford!

I walked towards her and sat across from her. I saw how she stiffened upon my arrival. I rested my back on the single couch. I licked my bottom lip and stared into her face. Her eyes are elusive, showing how my presence affects her. I grinned.

"So," I started and glanced at the luggage on the floor. I looked at her again. "I have rules in here, woman. While you're living with me, I want you to follow my rules."

Her tempting lips parted as she looked at me and looked away again. Her cheeks are flushed. Probably because of what happened earlier? She's shy!

"W-What rules?"

I smirked as I lifted my balled fists and slowly showed my thumb. "First, you're not allowed to enter my study room."

She slowly nodded, so I continued. I showed my forefinger. "Second, you're not allowed to butt in my business. No matter what you hear or see, you can't butt in. Especially at night, woman."

She gasped as she looked straight into my eyes. It seems like she has something to say but in the end, she pressed her lips together and disregarded her thoughts.

Obedient. That's what I like the most. I smirked and showed my middle finger, joining the first two. "Third… hmm! I will add any rule as I please."

Her eyes showed disagreement. She finally got the courage to argue. "B-But that's unfair! The… The third rule is not fair, Nicholas."

My lips twitched. "Do I always need to be fair, woman?"

Fair. The world itself is unfair, why would I be fair?

She looked down. "I-I just thought it's unfair."

I pulled myself up and sat beside her. I saw how she flinched. Her soft arm touched mine. She's so warm. She's so soft and smooth.

I stared down at her. Her eyes are rebellious. I licked my lower lip and clenched my jaws. I felt the combined desire and anger rushing through my veins. I feel hot looking at her face.

I moved my face closer and brushed my nose against her cheek. It was so soft. And damn! She smells so nice. I wanted to squeeze her body against mine or just simply smell her all night. She's a f-cking temptation.

"W-What are you doing, Nicholas?" She asked in a worried tone. I can even feel her fingers trembling on her knees.

I moved away a little and stared at her face. "You are not allowed to question me, woman. You were sent by my father. You are here to be my wife, remember? So, whether you like it or not, you are mine. And remember not to break any rules, or I'll punish you real bad."

She stared into my eyes. Her chest is moving rapidly up and down. "C-Can I make my own rules?"

Hmm? Her own rules? I smirked and rose from my seat. I pushed my hands inside my pocket and looked down at her. She's not looking at me. My forehead creased and I leaned to her. Using my forefinger, I touched her chin and lifted her face, making her look at me.

Her shocked eyes met mine. My gaze, then, went to her parted lips before I looked into her eyes again. "I will be very glad if you could do something for me tonight, woman."

She gaped at me. "H-Huh?"

I moved my face closer to hers, she stiffened and her breathing stopped. I smirked. "Why don't you please me tonight? Let's see how good you are."