Chapter 9

Roselle stared at the guy in shock. Did he just ask her to be his? She was confused, baffled and dumbfounded. "What… What are you trying to say?" She questioned shakily. 

She felt his tongue licking her sensitive skin through her nape and that temporarily made her shiver and closed her eyes. Nakakahiya man, she admitted that the tingling sensation given by his kisses was giving her an undeniable pleasure especially to her very core. She is a virgin. Oliver was the first to make skin to skin contact with her. Her body reacted quickly to his torments and now she was feeling something wrong within.

"Do you like me, hm?" He questioned through his wet kisses.

Tikom ang bibig ng dalaga habang pinakiramdaman nito ang bawat daan ng labi ng binata sa patungo sa kanyang shoulder blades. As if she was hypnotized. No matter how her mind shouts at her, she didn't budge and even tilted her head to give more access to his wants. "Mmm…" A soft moan gradually escaped from her throat as she felt his hands slowly rummaged her silk top. She was lost in his kisses and forgot the possible consequences of the aftermath. She ignored her mind and followed what's been her heart yearning for.

Oliver proceeded to unbutton Roselle's silky blouse slowly and cautiously. Though feeling so damned excited like a kid opening his christmas gift, he restrained himself so as to not scare the lady. He badly wants her this time after ignoring her for the whole month. He has been so distracted all the time but he remained firm to his resolve. Now was his breaking point. If he wants to release his desire, he wants it to be with the person he likes and not anyone else. 

"O-Oliver…" Roselle was panting through her erratic breathing.

"Hmm?" He hummed as he continued to assault her with his warm lips.

"This… It's…" She stammered nervously as she caught his hand which was about to hold her curves.

He stared at her wide-eyed. "This is your first time?" He asked in disbelief.

Fidgeting her fingers, she nodded meekly. "Ye-yes…"

Oliver seemed so shocked at her revelation but based on her movements, he was certain that she was telling him the truth. The lady was pure and innocent and he wondered how she managed to survive to be whole until now. His urge to claim her intensifies after knowing the truth thus he pacified her gently. "Don't be scared… I won't hurt you…" he assured her as he guided her to lay down on his bed.

Half an hour later…

"Ah, Oli-Oliver," humahangos tawag ng dalaga. She was holding onto him tight as he tried to enter his massive erection in her entrance. "It… It hurts…" she complained tearfully. Beads of sweat began popping out from her forehead.

"Relax, baby. The pain would eventually dissipate in a few seconds…" He pacified as he slowly pushed his huge barrel inside her. "Umh…" A deep groan tore from his lips as he fully occupied her empty space. He bent over and caught her lips, kissing her as he pounded into her slowly to muffle her cries. 

As seconds passed by, her hold on him tightened. She was losing some air and Oliver had to let go of her mouth after kissing her for a long time. "Uhhh…" Her sweet moan berated like music in his ears as he hastens his thrusts. It was getting harder and deeper.

"Roselle… I'm getting there…"

"Oliver…"

 

In just a few minutes, they finally came to their finishing goals. They both shattered in each other's arms while sweating and breathing hard. Now, they were both exhausted from their play and just gradually closed their eyes as their bodies remained entangled.

***

"Stay away from men, Ruella! I warn you! They would only mess everything in your life and I will kill whoever lays a finger on you! You are my chosen heiress and you must obey my rules! "

Roselle's eyes snapped wide open as she dreamed of her father. He was so furious while scolding her with his eyes blazing in fury ready to take anyone's life. That successfully took her back to her right senses. Her heart raced as she glanced at her surroundings and found herself at Oliver's room. The man was sleeping peacefully with his back turned against her view. She gasped and immediately jumped off from his bed. Feeling the slight pain in her lower part of the body, she managed to dress up fast and left the guy's room. 

Now, she was fully certain that she was completely lost in herself earlier and that she had given her purity to him easily. No matter what she thought of it, it was too late to regret. The damage has been done and there's nothing else she could do to rectify the situation. She has to accept the consequences of her actions and hope for the best in the next few days. She was just hoping that everything would be fine. But how was she supposed to face him this time? She was certain that he was drunk. What if he failed to remember their night together? What should she do then? She wouldn't be the one to remind him! 'That was embarrassing!' she thought while shivering.

She shook her head and hurried to clean herself. Before the sun broke, she left the Mitchell's family villa and went to her apartment to take some rest and hide from shame. She shut her phone off and just laid on her couch while watching a movie on N*****x.

Meanwhile, back to the villa…

The sun was shining brightly when Oliver woke up. He massages his temples soothingly. He felt groggy yet he was certain that he successfully took Roselle to bed last night. As he glanced around his room, he found a blood stain in his sheets which caused him to feel guilty. He was lost in his dire desire for her and just followed what his heart yearns for. 'Oliver, you fucked everything up!' he thought inwardly as he jumped out of his bed to do his morning routine.

After having done so, he went out of his room and found his mother reading something in the living room. He marched towards her and gave her a smooch on her cheek.

"Good morning, Mom." Bati niya sa ina habang umupo ito sa tabi niya.

"Ollie, are you having someone in your life right now?" His mother suddenly questioned him out of the blue.

He nodded. "Sofia Castillo. The one who took care of you before Roselle's arrival." He explained nonchalantly.

"Huh!" Mrs. Mitchell shook her head. "That pathetic woman that always tried to impress me with her irrelevant shenanigans?" She rolled her eyes while speaking out loud. She looks so annoyed at the thought of Sofia.

"Mom, you mean to say that you still recall everything that she has done for you?" He raised his brows while asking his mother. He recalled that she was forgetful back then so how come she remembers it now? He suddenly felt suspicious of her.

Mrs. Mitchell glared at her son. "I'm not totally oblivious to what happened in this house. That woman was trying to get my sympathy and thought of me as a fool and I just gave her a dose of her medicine." Finally she smirked deviously with a playful click of her tongue. Recalling the previous month where she played Sofia like a fool, she burst out laughing in amazement.

"Mother, you should probably try to accept her from now on." He demanded.

"No way! I won't accept her! I want Roselle for you, son. I like her." She began to protest.

"But Mom, I need Sofia for our family business."

BANG!

Mrs. Mitchell slammed the thick fashion magazine on the table furiously and stood up. "Either you watch me die, Ollie or I'll follow your siblings abroad and leave you alone! I can't stand her presence with you! Get married to her for hell I care but you have to stay away from that poor girl! I don't want her to get hurt!" His mother spat.

Oliver's eyes widened in shock as his chest tightened. "What do you mean, mom?" He asked with uncertainty.

She pointed her trembling finger on his face and gnashed her teeth.  "Me and your father, we never raised you to become a scumbag. Do you think I'm not aware of what was happening here? My God Oliver! You're going to destroy her life for taking her precious thing away!" She yelled at him.

The maids were alarmed at his mother's voice and immediately came forward only to receive a death glare from him. "All of you! Leave us!" He demanded coldly.

"You must be responsible for her." She ordered while gritting her teeth.

"I can't, Mom." He reasoned out briefly.

"Then why the hell did you… did you…" Mrs. Mitchell wasn't able to finish her words when a loud clang of high heels berated in her ears. Her eyes turned sharp as she spotted someone with shopping bags in hands, entering the door. She snorted, turned around and left without hesitation.