Arranged Marriage: Dangerous Heiress

Chapter 72 - Run Away Part 1

She woke up starving and when she opened her eyes, an adorable furry face met her and licked her face.

"Ugh." She pushed the face of King then she looked at her husband leaning on the headboard while reading Fifty Shades Darker. "Baby?" She called and then she looked at the book one Fifty Shades of Grey. Is he done reading it?

"Hey, baby." He patted her head. "Go back to sleep."

"Why? I'm hungry." She sat up and looked at the dogs sleeping with them. "Why are you reading that?" She crawled to him and reached his crotch.

"Hey, our babies are sleeping." He said indicating the dogs.

"I want you…" She murmured.

"I thought you were on your period." He said and continue reading. She pouted at him.

"Baby, let's take the shower."

"I thought you were hungry?" He closed the book and kissed her mouth.

"I'm horny at the same time."

Their late lunch had already been settled in the dining room. They eat casually and talk about stuff and she opened about the sniper that has been killed inside her facility. It stirred up Zach's overprotectiveness.

Even inside her facility, someone wanted to kill her.

"Should I call your cousin Sabrina to give you bodyguards? Or I could ask Gabriel Lawson."

"No. Darling, I can handle myself besides—it's fine. I understand that once I sat on my throne—people would be a big threat to me."

They finish their food and just let it on the table and soon their maids clean it up for them. They went back to their bed and cuddle on the window seat while he continued reading the book two that is near to end. He's fast reading and she does not doubt that he'll finish all the books for a few hours.

She reached her phone and call Andel but he's not answering at all. Where is this guy?

***

Andel has been searching online about the bidding of gems. On the other hand, Ellen is with him and she's searching at the same time. She clicked the link and show it to him.

"This is luxurious, they just got it from mine and it would be cheaper before bidding. It's a real ruby stone."

"Okay." He said and told the pilot to go directly to South Africa.

"I have connections there." She told.

Andel looked at her and clapped his hand.

"You are good at that, little girl. I am so glad that I brought you with me."

"For the tenth time, do not call me little girl, Old Man!" She scolds him.

He exhales and massaged his head.

"Continue searching, okay? I'm going to sleep." He reclined his chair. Just a few seconds passed, he had fallen asleep.

***

Moira clutches her pillow and suddenly frowned. An arm was wrapped around her, a face shoved on her nape and the breathing is slow and hot. She was sure that she slept on the couch. She's a light sleeper and she would probably feel that she has been moved or carried. She dragged his arm, but he tightens both of his arms around her.

"Let's stay more… I can't seem to get up." He murmured.

"Fuck you." She unclasped his arms and sat up. The man was fast as he pulled her down, grabbed her waist, pinning it above her head.

Her eyes dilated seeing him fully naked and she accidentally sees his lower thing. She shut her eyes and avoid his kiss.

"For the love of God! Dress up!" She muttered.

"Oh." He looked down at his thing and it's hard. "Don't mind my big buddy here." He said sexily and bent down to kiss that adorable frowning brows. "My lady… we will be together soon."

"Fuck you." She scolds him.

Her blood races up to her head and she unclasped her wrists from him and pushed him. She drags the pillow and covers it on his thing. She exhales and brushes her fingers through her hair.

"I thought that you are going to fuck me?" He asked quizzically.

"Stay away!" She slid off from the bed and face him. "Leave my house."

He didn't move an inch and just looked at him with his hand over the pillow that covers his lower part. She was pacing back and forth. She needed to leave where this guy could not find her. Alanis blinked and was curious about what she's thinking.

"Darling?"

"Why can't you just leave me alone?" She asked him fiercely.

"I like you." He said it casually. "You wanted to leave the country? Let's run away together."

She looked at him for a while and thought about it.

"I will bring you to places that would make you happy."

"Is that what you want?" She asked him.

"No, Darling. It is what you want."

"Do I need to strip and fuck you so you could leave me alone?"

"No. Darling, I don't want to fuck you. I want to make love to you."

Moira crossed her arms and thought about it. Is he crazy or something? Maybe once that she had sex with him—he will vanish. But she doubted that. He's an importunate asshole.

"If I strip right now, are you going to leave?"

"No." He leaned on the headboard of her Queen Bed, his stripped abdominal exposed together with his strong pectorals. He's like a Greek God looking at her.

Moira rolled her eyes. Okay, he's well built, and she thought that he would have a big stomach, drinking alcohol and sipping on tobacco. She inhaled and looked at him. He smiled and patted the space beside him.

"Come here, Darling."

She shuddered and went to the bathroom. She suddenly thought about Andromeda's words. Sexual words and the Fifty Shades of Grey—full of shit but she got turned on. She was pacing back and forth and thought about his propositions.

Coming to him will be a bad idea but maybe if she show bad things to him, he wouldn't like her and he would eventually back out, right? She washed her face and gargle a non-sting mouthwash. She took a towel and dump it on her wet face. When she comes out, he's already dressed up.

He hasn't unbuttoned his shirt yet and he looked so dazzling. Anyway, he looked sexy and so handsome. She turned around and went to the kitchen. She drank warm water and an arm wrapped around her. She froze. The man sniffled her neck and kissed a few parts of it.

"Where do you want to go? Japan?" He asked with a grin. "Jetplane is ready to go anytime."

Moira has never been hugged by someone like this. It felt—comforting. All her life no one comforts her. Grandpa told her many times to never seek comfort to anything for them to be strong enough. And he was partially right.

Getting comfort from someone is good.

They stay like that for a while and she could see his assassins guarding him around her Penthouse.

"We could shop around…" he muttered.

"I change my mind. Let's run away to Paris."

"Oh, city of love." He twisted her hips around to him and he started kissing her passionately.