A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

Chapter 163 - 163 A Devious Intention

163 A Devious Intention

“Here we go again,” Tom sighed. He knew Fred was about to ruin the mood with one of his usual outrageous requests.

“Tom, I don’t want you to take this the wrong way,” Fred carefully scrutinized Tom’s slightly piqued expression before he continued speaking.

“I came to this city with two major intentions. Number 1; to apologize to you for my rude behavior during the family Thanksgiving dinner. I hope you have accepted my apology?”

“Sure.” Tom shrugged nonchalantly as he waited for the dreaded number two intention.

“Number 2. To test your fiancee for one week and see if she would come back to me or stick with you.”

“What the hell!” Tom’s face lit up in fierce anger.

He couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of Fred’s mouth. Has Fred suddenly lost his mind? Was he drunk on cheap alcohol? Is he on some ecstasy drugs? What the hell was he thinking to come up with such a derilious idea? Who did Fred take him for, a fool?

“Calm down, Tom,” Fred pleaded. I don’t want to be the evil brother; who comes between you and your wife when you finally get married in the future. I can’t pretend to you that I don’t have strong feelings for Denise.”

“You had better kill those feeling or else, I will kill them myself,” Tom sneered.

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“That’s the major reason why I’m here. I’m asking for your permission to talk to Denise and be close to her for one week. I won’t touch her and I will always respect her space or your private moment together. This little experiment will confirm Denise’s love for you.”

“I don’t need any of your ridiculous experiments to prove anything. Keep your devious intention to yourself. Denise has her eyes set on only me and no one else.”

Tom stressed each word emphatically. It was as if he was trying to convince himself and not Fred, that Denise loves him.

“What if Fred was right? What if Denise still had feelings for him? What if they get married and he later catches her on Fred’s bed? After all, he was the first man to deflower her. She might yearn for his love. What if...” Tom’s head throbbed with a lot of conflicting questions.

“Tom, you have nothing to worry about if you feel Denise truly loves you.” Fred tried reasoning with him calmly.

“How do you think Denise would react when she finds out that you’ll be staying over at my place for one week?” Tom flashed him a defeated but angry look.

“Tell her everything I’ve just told you. I want to be as plain as a new book to her. This will also help her to be alert and weary of me.”

“Hmm... Fine! I’ll give you one week to stay at my place under one condition. If by any chance Denise falls for you, you must never sleep with her. If you do, then our brotherly bond will be broken forever.” Tom darkened stares conveyed the seriousness of his threat.

“Done!”

Fred stretched out his hand for a handshake which Tom took reluctantly.

Afterward, Tom drove Fred to his house and showed him around, before he left to pick Denise up from the office.

Back to the present day...

Denise couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of Tom’s mouth. She angrily pulled him back to his car and they both got in.

Tom started the car engine and turned on the air conditioner before he faced his angry baby.

“Tom, how would you let your brother come stay with us?” Denise piqued face and furrowed eyebrows conveyed her displeasure.

“There are hundreds of hotels in Amzone city if Fred is looking for a place to stay temporarily. You know that I can’t stand him. You even said that he is tenacious about the things he loves. Why would you invite him over without first consulting me, huh?”

“Calm down babe and let me explain.” Tom pleaded. He carefully stated Fred’s intention and further explained the reason he had agreed.

Denise’s jaw dropped and her eyes almost popped out as Tom concluded his explanation.

“Tom I know you to be very intelligent and not this stupid.” Denise snouted. “Your brother is trying to play you and you’re falling right into his trap. What makes you think that I will agree to such a ridiculous plan? Is this how you intend to test my love for you? Setting me up with a man that willingly took my virginity?”

“Babe, don’t talk like that, I didn’t mean to get you upset,” Tom frowned.

He had never seen Denise this mad, ever since they started dating and this upset him so much. Also, he never realized the consequences of his action until now. He felt like a fool and instantly regretted allowing Fred to cajole him into his stupid games.

“Well, you sure did,” Denise spoke between gritted teeth. If you really loved me, you would never put me on a chopping board. You can as well give me up to your brother to have sex with me the way he likes.”

“Babe...”

“Don’t babe me,” Denise pushed him away when he tried to hold her.

“Okay, I’m a fool, I’m stupid. I’m the most insecure man in this life, I am despicable, I don’t deserve love, I’m a load of rubbish, I’m...”

“Stop saying all that, Tom,” Denise punched him lightly on his arms as tears rolled down her cheek. “You’re non of those things. You’re my man and my future husband. You only made a mistake.”

“Then tell me how to correct it. I can afford to lose you. You mean everything to me. I want to do everything right for you.” Tom’s face reddened with burning emotions. The thought of losing Denise enveloped and crippled his heart.

“Come here, you lost baby.” Denise pulled Tom into her arms and they both enjoyed each other’s warm embrace for a while.

“I’m sorry.” Tom pulled out of the hug and showered Denise’s face with kisses until she started giggling.

“It’s okay, Tom.” She gently pushed him away. “You know I can’t get mad at my honeybunch for long.”

“Thank you.” Tom smiled excitedly.

“However...” Denise’s face turned serious, “...I think your brother is trying to ruin our relationship just the way he almost did back at your country home.”

“So, what do you suggest we do? Should I evict him from my house?”

“No, I have a juicy plan to beat him at his own game,” Denise clasped her hand and rubbed his palm together while tittering with a sly little witch.