Accidental Marriage With Mr Billioniare
Chapter 68: THE ANGRY KISS

Chapter 68: THE ANGRY KISS

Julian eyes blaze with a mix of anger and possessiveness.

Miles, still leaning in, straightened, his expression unreadable.

"What the fuck?" Julian growled at first staring at the both lads.

Then Miles sighed walking toward him but a punch landed on his jaw making him shift back.

"Dude!" Miles yelled, touching his jaw and Julian almost lost it again, that scene replying in his head as raised Miles ready to punch him again.

Astrid’s eyes widened, and her hands instinctively ran toward Julian pulling him away,

"Julian, no!" she cried, her voice laced with alarm.

But Julian didn’t listen, He swung his fist, again barely missing Miles’ jaw.

Miles didn’t flinch this time, his gaze locked onto Julian’s. Astrid rushed forward, blocking Julian’s next punch.

"Stop! It’s nothing, Julian!" she pleaded.

Julian’s chest heaved, his breathing ragged. "Are you saying I was blind!" his anger emanated, as his gaze met that of Miles.

Miles smirks, "Try using some glasses you know, it might help." Miles advises as he massages his jaw and this ignites Julian’s fury.

"You think you can just waltz in here and take what’s mine?" Julian snarled.

Miles raised an eyebrow, and Astrid was speechless hearing this from him.

"Yours?" Miles repeated and Julian’s eyes flashed.

"Astrid is my wife," Julian growled.

"Your wife?" he taunted, still having that smirk.

Julian’s face darkened."What’s that supposed to mean?" he demanded and Miles shrugged,

"Can’t believe you almost broke my jaw for that," Miles grumbled as he walked out.

Julian was about to follow him when Astrid’s hands pulled him back.

"Julian, calm down," she soothed, but Julian’s gaze burned, as his gaze met with Astrid.

"What were you doing with him?" he demanded, making Astrid’s eye drop.

"Nothing, Julian. I swear," she replied. Julian’s jaw clenched."I don’t believe you," he spat.

"Tell me the truth," he demanded.

"There’s nothing between Miles and me, we were just talking," she assured, wondering why she should be explaining herself when he doesn’t even love her.

"I saw the way he looked at you, and you almost kissed," he growled, his voice low and husky.

"That means nothing," she replied, but that meant a lot to Julian, he couldn’t explain how to hurt his heart seeing them in that position.

That scene replaying in his head, he couldn’t help but get more furious.

Julian’s eyes hurt as he grasps Astrid’s arms, pulling her closer. His fingers wrapped tightly around her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

Astrid tries to push him away but her strength against Julian’s strength is futile. "Let me go," she cried out.

But his grip was tight, as he pushed her onto the bed, his body hovering above hers, pinning her down.

"I told you never to be that close to any man," he whispered. "Stop it, Julian," she retorted but he smirked and in the next minutes, his lips claimed hers, demanding and passionate.

The kiss was intense, with Julian’s tongue probing the depths of Astrid’s mouth.

As he kissed her, Julian’s hands roamed her curves, tracing the contours of her body.

His fingers grazed her neck, sending tremors through her, crazily Astrid enjoyed all these not stopping him anymore.

"Mine," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin as she shuddered under his touch.

Julian’s touch ignited Astrid’s desire. Her lips parted, inviting him deeper. Their tongues entwined, dancing in a sensual rhythm.

Passion consumed them, fueling Julian’s desire. He deepened the kiss, his hands exploring every inch of Astrid’s body.

Astrid’s moans fueled Julian’s passion. He kissed her neck, her shoulders, and her collarbone.

His lips traced the curve of her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Julian’s control wavered, but Astrid’s gentle touch soothed him. His fingers intertwined with hers.

Only then did he regain his senses, he jumped up from her and Astrid missed the warm touch.

"Fuck! No!" Julian growled in regret.

When his eyes met Astrid’s, he saw the sadness and hurt reflected.

She stood from the bed, moving closer to him. Before she could control herself, she slapped him across the face.

Julian’s instincts screamed for anger, but receiving the slap from Astrid made him feel like he truly deserved it.

"You don’t love me, why get possessive?" Astrid groaned.

Her words ignited anger in Julian.

"Does that give you the excuse to go kissing everyone around?" he snapped.

Astrid’s hand connected with Julian’s face again. "Make it the last time you do so," she spat.

Her lip trembled as she struggled to contain her pain.

Julian scoffed."It isn’t just my fault, you know?" he said.

Astrid glared at him ready to lash out and Julian moved closer.

This time Astrid’s heart skipped a beat. "Why are you coming closer?" she asked.

She shifted back, but Julian pulled her closer.

His face leaned in."Stay back!" she grumbled.

Julian smiled this time "You always return every action and kiss... so why should it be just my fault?"

Astrid’s eyes flashed as Julian’s breath danced across her skin.

Their lips are inches apart. She tried pushing him away but his grip was tight.

"I will let this go today, but won’t forgive you next time." she squinted her gaze and he let her go, making her fall to the bed.

"You don’t want me then why are you trying to claim me?" He scoffed at this.

"I have the best lady who was supposed to be my fiance before your appearance, why do you think I want you?"

Astrid eyes narrowed at this response, and a sharp pang hit her chest as she bit her tongue.

"You!"

"You are my wife! I won’t let you go around kissing guys around and ruining my reputation," Astrid felt hurt by this.

"I kiss you because I have the right to," he drew nearer with a smirk. "And I can have sex if I wanna." Astrid eyes widened at this, as she wrapped her hands around her body.

"You are not my type, never mind about that," she felt the little dignity stripped of her body as his statement.

"Have a nice day without me and stay away from men," He winked and walked out of her room leaving her heart to thump real fast.

Hurt and shattered by his word

"That bastard!" she grumbled sadly and then her phone message popped up.

She checked the message to see it was from Maren, "Can you come this evening?" she squinted, recalling she had messaged her the previous day to come today.

"I can’t say for now," she said back and sighed as she sat back on her bed, her mind trailing back to her mum.

She is so badly in need of money for treatment and she wouldn’t want to withdraw from Julian’s card again.

"I need a model for your size to walk in my fashion show, please can you do so for me? I promise to pay you." Astrid eyes widened as she read the last paragraph.

"What?"

"It would be without Julian’s notice he isn’t coming anyways." Her eyes almost bulge out of their socket.

The last amount she had paid for the little ads still freaks and she wonders how huge this would be.

"Deal, expect me in the next one hour," she sent back with a smile without thinking twice.