Charmed by the Billionaire CEO
Chapter 159: Don’t hate me

Chapter 159: Don’t hate me

A minute passed, and she didn’t hear back from him. Lightly pushing him by his shoulder, Alice found Noah fallen asleep.

"Huh... did he just sleep" she muttered, looking at the man in disbelief. He made love to her, fulfilling his desire, then slept, leaving her hanging.

Annoyed by his snore Alice pushed him away from her body and stepped down from the bed heading straight to the bathroom to clean herself.

Once she returned from taking a shower, she hopped into the bed, joining Noah, and turned to see him sleep like a baby. She flicked his forehead and said," You again managed to escape my question."

Alice dressed in a sexy night suit to make him spill the secret he was trying to keep from her. This morning when he left, she had already guessed that Noah had gone to meet his father, but after that, when he called her asking her if someone had come after he left, she found his question suspicious.

He knew she hardly had any visitors apart from Ashley, and how he sounded anxious made her think deeper.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at him and muttered," I will have to find another way to make you spill everything."

Since this plan of seduction backfired, she could only come up with another way to get back to him.

Tracing her finger from his nose to his lips, she asked," What are you hiding from me, Noah" she knew it was stupid of her to expect an answer from a sleeping man, but she wished he would just speak to her without keeping it to himself.

She had many questions in her mind, but the one that bugged her the most was whether his parents would accept her as Noah’s partner. They had just begun a relationship, and there was no way Noah would tell his parents about her, but still, the thought of his parents objecting to their relationship scared her.

She was a girl with many flaws and scars and she feared that her imperfection would somehow get in the way of their love.

Closing her eyes shut, Alice tried to brush off her insecure thoughts. She didn’t want to think deeper into something that wasn’t even around yet.

Opening her eyes, she looked at Noah before she moved closer, wrapping her arms around his waist as she buried her face into his chest, inhaling his manly odor.

"This is precious," she mumbled as she slowly fell asleep.

*****

Once the party ended, both Ashley and Tristan headed back home. Stepping inside the room, Tristan shut the door before pinning Ashley on the wall next to it.

Ashley looked so damn tempting that Tristan found it hard to keep his hands off her. But now that they were inside their room, he couldn’t wait to resume the work he had left halfway.

Capturing her lips, he kissed her passionately, letting her feel his longing and yearning for her. She was the water that quenched his thirst. He would never get enough and would always keep wanting more and more.

Pining her hand above her head, he invaded her mouth, making her gasp. Ashley felt her knees falling weak as she got consumed by the pleasure.

Lighting her leg up, she wrapped around his torso to balance herself from falling.

Tristan kept tasting every corner of her mouth, smudging the lipstick off her lips.

"Damn..." he cursed, pulling away from the kiss. His intense gaze watched her tired eyes. His eyes intensified by love and lust, and without a word, he made her turn to face the wall and unzip her gown, causing it to fall on the ground.

Her round butts came into his view. The black tongs that cover her buttocks were torn mercilessly and thrown away in seconds.

Tristan wanted to be gentle, but his lust took over his logical mind, and he quickly undressed, still pinning her by the wall, and the next second, he lunged into her from behind.

Ashley closed her eyes feeling him bang against her until she came first, followed by him.

Before she could sort her thoughts, Tristan turned her, pressed her back on the wall, lifted her, wrapping her legs around his torso, and smoothly entered again.

Ashley felt the heat rush through her body as Tristan mercilessly kept ravishing her as if he was venting his anger on her, but she was too muddle-headed to talk him back.

Once they felt reaching their limit, they again came together. Ashley wrapped her arms around Tristan as he tried to steady his breath, burying his face in the crook of her neck.

Ashley thought this was one of the wildest sex she had ever experienced as she tightened her hold on him, trying to soothe his trembling body.

Tristan was still inside her, and she could feel into getting impatient once again. She never realized Tristan would quickly turn on, even with a small kiss.

"Are you alright?" she asked, kissing his shoulder.

Tristan finally calmed down and looked at her. His heart was restless after he learned unexpected news from Karl.

He tried to keep his expression neutral because he didn’t want to let Ashley find him bothering. But he failed. He miserably failed when he turned wild just to vent his frustration.

Nodding his head, he rested his forehead on hers and sighed," Did I hurt you" he asked, knowing how badly he had lost control over his sanity.

"You can never hurt me, Tristan," she said when she sensed the hurt in his voice.

Tristan didn’t say a word and just carried her to bed. Making her sit carefully, he stood up and headed to the bathroom.

Ashley kept observing him. He turned quiet all of a sudden, and that bothered her. She was about to stand up but hissed in pain. Falling back, she looked at her hand when she saw the red mark on her wrist.

She didn’t realize until now that Tristan pinned her hand too tightly that it bruised. Her fingers traced the redness when Tristan walked out, taking a wet towel.

Ashley quickly hid her hand behind, not allowing him to see it. She knew he would blame himself for hurting her, which she didn’t want to happen.

Kneeling before her, Tristan began to clean her. All this while, he never raised his head to look at her and kept cleaning her.

Ashley stopped him just when he was about to reach her hand," I-I’ll do this," she said, making him stop.

Tristan looked at her and found her purse on her lips." You should go and get changed. I’ll clean myself", she said, snatching the towel from his hand, which made him frown.

Tristan found her behavior strange, making him stand up and look at her. He was about to open his mouth to speak when he watched her hiding her hand behind.

Without saying anything, he leaned and pulled her hand from her back and found the bruise he had given on her wrist.

"I hurt you," he said as he clenched his jaw to control his anger.

"No, it doesn’t hurt" Ashley tried to pull back her hand, but he didn’t let her go. Falling next to her like a defeated person, he looked at her with a hurtful gaze.

"Don’t lie. Look what I did. I hurt you," he kissed her wrist, bringing her hand close to his lips.

Feeling the remorse in his voice, Ashley felt heartbreak. They had made love many times, but Tristan never hurt her. And even now, it wasn’t intentional, but something about Tristan didn’t feel right.

After speaking with Karl, he suddenly went quiet when he stepped into the car. He had been talking with her, teasing and enjoying the party alone, but after that one conversation with Karl, he suddenly turned silent.

Tossing the towel away from her hand, she cupped his face making him look at her," It doesn’t hurt Tristan, and don’t people get hurt when they make love."

Ashley didn’t want him to blame for whatever happened. It was natural. She admits he was rougher than the other time, but she didn’t blame him.

"Don’t blame yourself," she tried to make him understand.

Tristan let his anger take over his rational thought and ended up hurting her, which made him feel guilty. He shouldn’t have let those thoughts cross his mind just because that person managed to get closer to her.

He let his guard down but not now when he managed to enter the country secretly.

"Ash..." his voice shook as Tristan looked into her eyes.

"Don’t hate me. I don’t know what happened to me, but I promise I won’t make the same mistake" Ashley sighed in defeat as he looked at him with love.

How can this man be so cute?

Resting their forehead together, Ashley pecked his lips," Why would I hate you? You haven’t done anything wrong, and this-" she showed him her bruise," I like it. It will make me remember the precious moment we shared"

Tristan just looked at her. She had no idea why he lost his cool. She thought he made love to her because he couldn’t control himself, but the reason was something else.