The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 272: Drop off

Chapter 272: Drop off

"Ah, Stella, such a sweet, befitting name for a blonde with blue eyes, don’t you think?"

"Tell me what you want!" She retorted heatedly.

"First of all," he replied, making his way toward her in deliberately short steps that startled her. In spite of his daring move, she made no attempt to stop him this time. "You need to be calm." When he had closed what was left of the distance between them, he brought his palm to her face and caressed her gently.

Instinctively, she leaned into his touch. Realizing halfway that it was not the proper thing to do, she tore her face away from his touch and faced him with cold eyes.

"And what’s the second, Mr. Remo?" She asked sternly.

"Second of all, what I need to make sure your debt is cleared, is a kiss."

Her eyes turned crystal with rage as she registered the meaning of his words.

He has definitely crossed it!

"Mr. Remo, or whatever your name is, if you need someone to play such weighty jokes with, get someone else, not me. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to get dressed and leave." Having made her point clear, she went back to trying to figure out how to get out of bed without having her thighs all exposed to his piercing gaze.

"If you insist on being so defiant, then I must enlighten you about the events of last night," he declared, his words interrupting her current activity. Startled, she turned to face him, her eyes resembling glacial icicles forming in winter cold.

"What happened?" she asked, curiosity lacing her voice.

"You were being assaulted by some despicable scoundrel whom I unknowingly allowed into my establishment."

"That’s your club?" she interjected with surprise evident in her tone.

"I’m not finished," he snapped heatedly, barely containing his anger. Folding his arms defiantly across his chest, he continued, "In fact, I was the one who rescued you and extricated you from that wretched man’s clutches. And as for the matter of the kiss, Stella, it was you who threw yourself at me. I simply exercised gentlemanly restraint, ensuring your well-being and cleanliness."

By the time he finished speaking, Stella covered her face with her hands, attempting to hide the embarrassment that had flushed her cheeks pink.

I can’t believe I went that far... I can barely recall... well, actually, I remember most of it... she concluded in her thoughts, pushing herself off the bed and making her way toward the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Remo remained unmoving in his spot, his smile stretching from ear to ear. He had successfully dismantled her defenses, just as he had wanted.

**

Stella stood motionless in her spot, staring at herself for what felt like an eternity. Here she was, standing in the bathroom of another person, worst of all, the brother of her best friend and her boss altogether, even wearing his shirt. Now, she looked very much like the girlfriend who sought a replacement once her boyfriend went wrong. Except, in her case, she was the only one who felt that way.

In her utter foolishness, she had gone out of her way and gotten a gift, in the hopes of reawakening his ability to love. And as always expected, she’d gone to do just that and was welcomed with the sight of another woman basking in his arms—in her defense, it was unexpected. Highly unexpected because they had just gotten back from a trip, highly unexpected because he had said she could have his body—yet, he had freely given it to another.

Did he call?

"Ha! What a lofty expectation. I’m fond of it I guess," She mumbled to herself, reaching for her phone and scrolling through her notifications in the hopes that Matteo would somehow reach out to her—as expected, there was nothing. She sighed and replaced it back on the sink, resuming her changing activity.

When she was finished, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, carefully studying every curve and dip of her body, especially her lips. He had always been fascinated about her lips, not that he said much concerning it, however, she had almost always caught him gazing at her lips whenever they were together. It always felt as though he was going to pounce on them any moment, and although it seemed creepy sometimes, other times, it was a most delightful expectation—one that he would almost always fulfil.

No call! No call!! Get that into your thick skull, Stella. Her final thoughts sunk with a deft slap to her head which she gave herself, in the hopes that they would sink to the back of her mind much easier. When she was finished, she made her way out of the bathroom, bolting past Remo and heading straight for the entrance. Remo did not make any attempt to stop her at her attempt for escape. Instead, he remained where he was. After what seemed like a few seconds, she walked back into the room, her head bowed and hands clutched together before her.

"What’s the matter?" Remo asked playfully, making his way towards her. However, she held up her palm, commanding him to stop.

"Just remain where you are, but show me how I can go back home." She pleaded.

"If you really want to make it back home, you need to let me know your address—" he was still speaking when she retorted, her reaction on full attack mode.

"I’m not going to do such a thing."

"...so I can let my chauffeur know where to drop you off."

Oh! Once again, I’m panicking for nothing. She thought to herself remorsefully.

"In that case..."

She ended up giving him the address to her home.

"See, that wasn’t so bad now, was it?" He asked mischievously. After a phone call, he turned to face her once again. "Do you want me to escort you?" He asked.

"Remo, I’d like to ask you a question," She spoke suddenly, her voice distinct as though he was lost in thought.

"Anything, mi lady." He replied slyly.

"Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy nothing strange happened between us. But, what made you not to? I mean from the looks of it, you seem like a man who would get what he wants irrespective of how the other person felt," when she made the last statement, he brought his hand to his chest and gasped playfully, as if her words had singed through his chest.