chapter 6

It was still dark when Lexie opened her eyes, and she immediately clutched her temple as a sudden pain shot through it.

"Aww…"

She let out a small groan as she tried to sit up, but in the end, she couldn't because as she moved, she felt a heavy object draped over her waist.

She felt dizzy, probably due to the amount of alcohol she drank the night before. Her throat was also dry, and she knew that a glass of cold water would be the only cure.

A smile instantly formed on Lexie's face when she turned her head to the side and saw that the person sleeping next to her was none other than Ram Jordan.

'Hmm… this man is really handsome.'

Lexie whispered to herself before smiling again. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they moved to caress Ram's sleeping face, but she snapped out of it midway and quickly pulled her hand back before it could touch his skin.

'What the hell?'

Lexie whispered again. Why was she even feeling this way?

Sure, this man was a hunk. If she were to compare him to Rafael, her treacherous ex, she could easily say that Rafael was nothing but a mere servant while this man beside her was a god—no doubt about that.

Why did Ram have to be so much older than her? If only she could wish for Ram to have been Rafael instead—if only Ram had been the one she spent seven years of her life with.

'Then you would've been hurt even more if Ram had been Rafael. That would've been a greater loss.'

Her subconscious retorted. Lexie shook her head at the thought. Why did she sound like an old maid worrying about her future?

Now, she felt as if she was getting close to Ram Jordan not for revenge against her cheating ex-fiancé but for financial security and a promising future.

She knew she and Ram didn't match. He was too old for her, and besides, she had never been attracted to older men.

Lexie let out a deep sigh. It was too early in the morning to be thinking about all this. The sun hadn't even risen yet, and she really needed a drink of water.

Carefully, she sat up and slowly lifted Ram's muscular arm wrapped around her waist. She was extra cautious not to wake him, but no matter how careful she was, it was of no use.

"What time is it?"

Ram's voice was low and husky as he asked her, eyes still closed but awake. He probably wanted to sleep more, and she had disturbed him.

"Uhhh… I don't have any idea," Lexie replied, biting her lip.

"Where are you going then? You should sleep some more."

"I-I need to drink some water," she stammered.

Even though the room was dimly lit, she could still see the sweet smile that formed on Ram's lips.

"You kids have zero alcohol tolerance—that's why you shouldn't drink."

He said, which made Lexie frown before she responded.

"And what does my thirst have to do with drinking alcohol?"

She mumbled, but Ram didn't respond. Instead, he lazily got out of bed and walked toward the light switch. Both of them winced as the bright white light flooded the room.

"Where are you going?"

She asked in confusion, quickly averting her gaze when she saw that he was only wearing gray boxer shorts.

'Hunk. Multi-freaking-billionaire hunk.'

Lexie whispered to herself as her throat grew even drier.

"Oh God…"

She blurted out as Ram stretched, making his well-defined muscles stand out even more.

"You good? What's wrong?"

Ram asked, still sounding sleepy. She immediately looked away.

"I-I am f-fine, just… I really need some water. Where are you going? You should go back to bed."

She still couldn't look at him. She could feel him moving closer, but she chose to keep her gaze elsewhere.

"I will go with you. I'll take you to the kitchen—I don't think you know where it is."

"Oh… yeah. Thanks."

That was all she could say. What else could she say?

Even if she wanted to tell him to put some clothes on because she was getting distracted, she knew she couldn't. He would just tease her—worse, he might even call her a kid again.

Why did this man love being half-naked so much?

"I think I really am just a kid… and gee-whiz, I'm attracted to a grown man's body."

Lexie muttered absentmindedly, not realizing she had said it out loud until Ram's ears caught her words.

"I don't blame you," Ram said, making Lexie freeze. She unconsciously turned to him.

"What?"

"I don't blame you for being attracted to my body. I won't tell you to stop being attracted to it either, but I'm telling you—it will get you nowhere, Lexie."

He said with a smile, though his tone was serious.

"Why not?"

She pouted.

"You are a forbidden fruit."

"I am a what?"

Lexie's brows furrowed in confusion, making Ram's smile widen.

"Old people's words I don't understand," Lexie muttered in mockery.

But no matter what she said, it didn't seem to affect Ram. Instead of being offended, his grin only grew bigger, which in turn, irritated her.

She shot him a sharp glare before heading toward his bedroom door.

"You don't know where to go…"

Ram said, making Lexie stop in her tracks.

Oh, right…

"I'll just ask around for directions," she retorted sarcastically, making Ram chuckle again.

"You're quite the smart-mouth. That's a bad trait for kids."

Ram teased, making Lexie roll her eyes.

"I am not a kid anymore! And you'll regret this."

She warned, even pouting at him. Ram mimicked her reaction playfully before walking toward the door, opening it for her.

Lexie wasn't sure if she should avoid looking at him or just step away. She didn't know why she felt so uneasy seeing his bare torso. Now, she wasn't sure if she could go through with her plan to give her innocence to Ram—let alone get pregnant by him.

She swallowed hard multiple times when she accidentally brushed against his manhood.

'Holy cow…'

Lexie whispered to herself as she tried to move away.

It wasn't long before Ram opened the door, and Lexie quickly walked ahead, almost tripping in her haste.

"Nobody's chasing you…"

Ram said as he followed behind her. She didn't need to look at him to know he had that mischievous smile again.

"There is nothing to smile about, so quit smiling…"

Lexie muttered. She then heard Ram's soft chuckle, making her roll her eyes.

"There's nothing funny either, so quit laughing too."

She scolded, continuing to walk down the large staircase of Ram's house.

"I'm not laughing."

Ram responded.

"Fine. I still need water, Ram."

Lexie said. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she turned right, though she had no idea where she was going.

"Where are you going?"

Ram asked, amused.

"The kitchen."

"That's not the kitchen. It's on the left."

Feeling slightly embarrassed but refusing to show it, Lexie kept quiet and quickly turned left instead.

She ignored Ram's chuckling.

Why was this house so huge? Ten families could live here and still never run into each other.

Lexie continued searching for the kitchen, opening doors along the way.

"Holy hell, this house is huge. Wherever the hell the kitchen is, I swear, when I find it, I'll burn it down."

She muttered, unaware that Ram was right behind her and heard everything.

"Jesus, Lexie, are you planning to burn my house down?"

Ram said suddenly, startling her into a loud scream.

Before she knew it, she was lying on Ram's kitchen counter—with Ram.