Chapter 6 – The Game is On

“Are you going to let me touch them?” Klyde already reached out a hand and touched the top of her breast with the tip of his fingers.

Melissa gasped and pulled back. She stared at him with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. He’s not following the script! Damn it. Why is he flirting back? He’s supposed to tell her off for trying. He’s supposed to scold her or something, and maybe give in. Give up being her legal guardian and give her money. That was the scenario in her head.

She closed her mouth and swallowed. Adapt. Be flexible.

Composing herself, she smiled at him again.

“You’re not supposed to touch the goods this early, honey.” She touched them herself and adjusted her dress in front of him.

He raised an eyebrow again. “Not this early? If you’re not going to let me touch them, what’s the point of displaying them right in front of my eyes?”

Klyde isn’t one to be distracted at work, but please… give him a break. He’d been working nonstop in the last few weeks. He hasn’t bedded a woman and indulged in earthly pleasures in a while. The sight of a ready meal served as a good distraction.

Melissa moved closer to him and leaned on the side of his table. “What is it called? Enticement. Temptation. Allure. I’m trying to get you excited and wanting for more. Like what you see, don’t you?”

She leaned again and gave him a good view. Her smile was triumphant. It doesn’t look like he’ll be difficult to seduce.

“It would be better if you let me taste them.” His tone was nonchalant but it made her hot for some reason. She could imagine it in her head. His mouth swallowing her berry-like tips. Her breathing deepened as her eyes darkened with desire.

There was a certain level of tension between them, different from the kind of tension they had before.

He’s much too old for her. Just one year, and he’s twice her age. Her father’s best friend.

Her lips parted as she tried controlling her senses. She must not give in to her impulse, but her gaze settled on his mouth and that smirk.

He stood up and she quickly straightened up. He stepped forward and she took a step back. His expression was that of a predator eyeing his prey. He took another step and her feet automatically adjusted the distance between them.

Soon, her back hit the wall. His breath fanned her face. It was enticing. Who’s being enticed now?

“What’s your plan, Ms. Franklin? Are you trying to seduce me into giving you money? That plan is flawed. I would fuck you but you’re not getting your inheritance.”

The mention of her inheritance cleared her head a little.

“That’s my inheritance. I deserve to receive it.” She almost snarled at him, but she toned it down a little. She’s not here to have a shouting match with him.

“Your father does not want you to have it at this time. You and I both know why. You’re only going to lose it as quickly as it’s given to you. Would you deny it?”

She squinted at him, his charming effect lessening with each word they exchange.

“But I need food and shelter. Are you really going to let me starve and go homeless?”

“Didn’t I offer you my house? Meals are included.”

She rolled her eyes at him. “What about my other needs?”

“I’m only willing to give you what you need, not what you want. There’s a clear difference. I’ll give you enough allowance to search for a job. Better yet, why don’t you simply work for me? Or at your father’s company?”

“I’m not interested.” She really doesn’t want to work there, nor here.

“Then, you better find a job on your own. I’m giving you a month.”

Her eyes widened at the deadline. “What? Do you know how difficult it is to get a job?”

“Do you? I’m of the impression that you haven’t tried enough.”

He leaned closer to her and her heart started beating faster again. His scent invaded her senses.

Calm down, think of something else. She looked away for a moment, collecting her thoughts. Then, it hit her.

“Didn’t you say earlier that you’re going to fuck me? Aren’t you ashamed? I’m your best friend’s daughter. I could’ve been your daughter’s age.” Yes, this is what she came here for. The guilt card. She should play it well.

“Then, why are trying to seduce me? You came here to show-off your body. I don’t have a daughter. I don’t have children. Sure, you’re William’s daughter but you’re nobody to me. It’s not as if I raised you as my own child. Now, that would be disgusting.”

“Excuse me?” She gulped, not expecting him to have these kinds of thoughts. It wasn’t what she expected him to think. He’s supposed to decline her “advances”.

“You and I are strangers. Strangers can hook up and sleep together, no?” He inched closer and his hand touched her chin.

“You might want to come up with a different plan, because this isn’t going to work for you.” He touched her lips, and in that moment, a different thought occurred to her.

“Then, if I let you have a taste of me, would you reward me? Hmm?” She changed her posture and faced him head-on. Her tone returned to being seductive again and she flashed him a sweet smile.

His pupils dilated at how she almost pressed her breasts to his chest. He could hear the challenge in her tone. Well, let’s see if you’re bluffing or not.

He inched much closer until he could feel the softness of her flesh against his hard body. She inhaled sharply, but she couldn’t move. He’d trapped her in that corner.

“How about a taste test? I’m afraid I might find it’s not to my liking.”

What… what does he mean?