The Billionaire's Promise
Chapter 31: Are you crazy?

Chapter 31: Are you crazy?

"Name your price. Be my woman!"

Aryana was dumbfounded.

"Are you crazy? What do you take me for?" Aryana stood up and created some distance from Antonio.

Antonio also stood up. He swirled the wine in his glass. He looked at Aryana and gave her a seductive smile.

"Ha ha ha." He laughed. "I’m just joking."

’This girl is different. Looks like I have to change my tactics.’

He came closer to Aryana.

"My Dad’s company needs to shoot a new advertisement to promote our wedding dress collection. I’m looking for a fresh face to be my female partner. I just found one." He stepped back, looked at her face and his gaze moved down to her legs and back to her chest where it lingered for some time. The diamond pendant settled on her breast dazzled him.

"Even when you are in a suit, why do I still see the pervert I met back then?" Aryana snapped at him. She stepped back some more but bumped into a wall of hard muscles.

"Sorry." Aryana turned around to apologize only to meet Erik’s intense gaze.

"Tony, I didn’t know you were demoted to become a talent scout," Erik said sarcastically while pulling Aryana to stand beside him.

Aryana was tipsy from all the wine she had drank earlier. When Erik pulled her, she lost her balance and was about to fall but a pair of strong hands reached out to hold her waist and steadied her.

"Thank you!" She said blushing.

"I’ll send you back," Erik said as he led Aryana to the elevator.

Aryana had too much to drink. She felt dizzy in the elevator. Her legs wobbled and she fell into Erik’s embrace and passed out. Erik has no choice but to carry her bridal style to her room.

’Where the heck is Marlon?’ He cursed silently.

Erik brought her to his room and laid her down on his bed. She kept turning and tossing around. Erik has a bad feeling about it so he quickly carried her to the bathroom.

"Arrrrk."

He barely stepped inside the bathtub when Aryana vomited on him. Erik was disgusted and his insides churned when he smelt the acrid odor of the vomit. He held his breath and turned on the shower spraying warm water on their fully clothed bodies.

When Erik can no longer smell the disgusting odor, he took off his clothes. Aryana was slumped on the floor still passed out. He hesitated for a while before taking off her clothes. A beautiful scenery was displayed before his eyes. Aryana was indeed beautiful. Her fair complexion was a contrast to the black undergarments she was wearing and it made her more alluring.

He removed her necklace and hurriedly cleaned her before he totally lose whatever self-control he has left. He did not dare remove the remaining two pieces of clothing that protected her most treasured possession.

’This damn woman, she can be molested without her knowing it.’

He hurriedly changed into his pajama and wrapped Aryana in a robe. He awkwardly wrapped her hair with a towel and laid her on the bed.

How can she sleep so soundly as if she has taken a sleeping pill? His face darkened. Did Antonio drug her? But If Antonio did, then it should have been an aphrodisiac.

He called housekeeping and asked for a maid. When the maid arrived, he carried Aryana to her room.

"Boss, what happened to her?" He almost bumped into Marlon in the corridor.

"She passed out from drunkenness. She can’t hold her alcohol well."

After ensuring the maid has changed her and dried her hair, he asked the maid to send their clothes to the dry cleaning.

"Go back to your room. I’ll stay here and watch over her. Who knows what crazy things she’ll do when she wakes up later and she is not sober yet."

"Boss, is that you? When did you start caring for a woman?" Marlon has also drunk quite a bit and the alcohol has emboldened him.

The cold gaze that Erik gave him sobered him up. He left without looking back.

Erik studied the woman sleeping on the bed. The scene in the bathroom earlier flashed before his eyes and he felt his temperature rising. He blinked and took hold of the raging desires spreading from his innermost core.

He sat down on the bed and swept away the hair that covered her face with his hand. He caressed her face gently.

Marlon’s voice echoed in his head. ’When did you start caring for a woman?’

"I only care about her because she is Robert’s daughter. I promised to protect and take care of her." He murmured trying to convince himself.

He looked at Aryana. He must be drunk as well because another woman’s face was superimposed over Aryana’s. That was the face of the woman that he used to care about.

He leaned over to study the face further and as his face came nearer and nearer, the hate in his heart grew stronger and became evident in his eyes.

"You were cruel and heartless!"

Aryana opened her eyes. She was shocked to see a pair of deep brown eyes glinting with so much hatred so close to her face that it instantly sobered her up.

She blinked. The astonishment in her eyes was replaced by fear.

Erik closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, that woman’s face was gone and replaced by the fearful face of Aryana. He stood up and walked towards the window, his back on her.

"How are you feeling? You had so much to drink and you passed out." Erik’s voice was calm.

’What was that? Was it Erik? Why did he look at me like that?’ Aryana was still very dizzy and her head was aching as if it was being pounded by a hammer.

’It might just be an illusion. I am still drunk and muddle-headed.’ She allowed herself to be pulled back into unconsciousness.

Erik waited for some time before he turned around when he heard no response from Aryana. She was asleep. He approached the bed again and sat beside her.

’Why did I think about that woman? Damn. She and Aryana did not have any resemblance at all. Ah, it must be the alcohol.’

Aryana stirred. Her lips parted slightly. Erik’s gaze was transfixed on those luscious lips. He felt as if they were inviting him to kiss them. He touched her lips lightly with his thumb then he bend down and kissed her gently on the forehead.

He stood and left the room.

Aryana’s eyelashes fluttered, then she opened her eyes and looked around but found no one.

’What a pleasant dream. Erik kissed me.’