Loving The Temperamental Adonis
Chapter 90: Stop moving

Chapter 90: Stop moving

Mia, who was suddenly pulled back by Neil, gasped as she found herself being pulled down along with him on to the couch. She quickly tried to stand up, but he swiftly grabbed her waist with both his hand and made her sit on his lap in a way she was straddled on his lap with her hands resting on his firm shoulders in surprised disbelief. Her face was only an inch away from his, she could feel his warm breath against her face. Her heart throbbed faster against her ribs as if it would burst out of her chest, and her face was quick to heat up as she felt his hold tighten around her waist when she made an attempt to stand up from his lap.

She frowned and looked up into his eyes only to regret doing so as she was met with his stern, penetrating intense gray eyes. His expression was blank, it gave away nothing about his thoughts as he looked into her eyes as if he was trying to search for something, making her a little self-conscious again. "Let go of me. I need to leave." She said in annoyance, trying to wiggle out of his hold and slip away from his lap, but he pinned her back down on his lap with so much ease and then gritted his teeth,

"Stop moving, Harrison. You are not going anywhere today until you answer all of the questions I have for you. Now be a good girl and sit still." He warned calmly but his eyes were implacable as he glared down at her. Didn’t she know her little movements were making something else react between his thighs? Foolish girl, he wasn’t going to let her go tonight until he had fed his curiosity.

He would not be seeing her anymore after tonight and he wanted to know a few things about her.

Mia, who saw the glare in his eyes, stopped trying to move again. She sat still, so still she was holding her breath so she wouldn’t inhale his intoxicating scent that was now swirling around her because of their proximity. She unconsciously dug her nails into his shoulders as she felt him tug at her waist to adjust her on his lap. After he made sure that she was straddled on his lap completely and he was holding her in a way she wouldn’t slip away, he lightly smacked her lower back, making her gasp in shock but before she could speak, he cut her off with, "Breathe. I am not about to kill you. Look how red your face is because you’re holding your breath."

As his deep, husky voice caressed her forehead, a tingling warmth danced down her abdomen, leaving her momentarily spellbound at the foreign sensation. She had indeed been holding her breath until he hit her. But she was supposed to get mad at the fact that he hit butt so casually like it was a normal thing, not to say the fact that he was even forcing her to sit in such an inappropriate position with him in spite of them not having any relationship. However, she wasn’t mad but was instead feeling shy and thrilled at the feel of his strong arm around her waist.

What kind of questions did he want to ask her that couldn’t wait until they meet again? Sitting in such position was making her not able to even think properly. She could tell it was late with how the city view looked like from the glass walls.

"Mr. Bennett, I really should get going. My mother will..." She said while trying to get off his lap again but stopped. A frown settled between her forehead as she began to feel something hard poke her thighs, she then looked down, "T-there is something hard in your trouser..." She murmured innocently as she tried to move away from whatever was in his trouser that was poking her, but a low, raw groan roared out of his chest as his hands dug into her waist and pinned her down directly on the thing poking her thigh. His eyes looked three shades darker as he looked at her,

"Try to move one more time," he warned with a low savage, strained voice,"and I will make sure to make you tame the beast you are awaking down there."

Mia felt a shiver run down her spine at his warning that fell directly against her ears. However, she frowned in confusion as his words settled into her head and asked, "A beast? What kind of a thing are you keeping in your trouser that’s poking me like that? If you want me to remain still, take the thing away... It’s distracting." She muttered the last part softly as if to herself. She had never sat on a man’s lap nor did she know anything about how a man’s body react because she was completely inexperienced when it came to anything that has to do with sexuality. And to her, she belived he must have put something in his pocket that bulged to the centre and was now poking her thighs. She had no idea it was something else.

Neil, who was using every little self-control he could muster to not flip their position and make her lay beneath him, was taken aback at her innocent words. For a moment he stared at her curious eyes looking down to see what was poking her thighs, before he threw his head back and let out a roar of amused laughter that reached his eyes for the first time in ages, startling Mia into jumping slightly at the deep rich sound that rumbled in his chest.

If any of his soldiers or even Liam were to see or hear this sound of his genuine laughter, they wouldn’t have belived their unemotional short tempered General had any genuine humour in him. Because even Neil himself couldn’t remember the last time he allowed himself laugh like this until now.

Mia stared at his face as his laughter began to subside. She had never heard his genuine laughter before. It sounded deep and rich, making the side of his eyes wrinkle in humour. He looked younger than he appeared when he laughed, with white perfect set of teeth. However, when he caught her staring at him, he stopped laughing completely but his sliver eyes still had amusement dancing in them as he asked, "How old are you, little kitten?"

Mia pursed her lips, "W-why do you ask?"

He flicked her forehead once again, then he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Answer my question, Harrison. How old are you not to know about what " the thing " poking you is?" He moved back to see how her cheeks flushed red as if finally realising what he meant. She then looked to the side as if too embarrassed to look at him. Neil clicked his tongue at how innocent she was and how her innocent behaviour was making him act out of his character. No woman had ever had the privilege of sitting on his lap or invade his personal space like he had allowed himself with this girl.

Mia on the other hand was too embarrassed to even look at him again. She felt heat rush to her face at the realisation of what was there. How did she even end up sitting on this big bad wolf’s lap?! Ahh, she wished to disappear forever! She sat still to make sure she wouldn’t disturb "the thing" poking her between her thighs again. However, she couldn’t ignore it completely.

Neil, who saw how she kept her head turned to the side, removed one arm from around her waist and used his index finger to turn her chin towards him so she could look at him. But she refused to look at him, he then said with his authoritative tone, "Look at me, chica."

His whispered commanding words wrapped around her with a raw, penetrating feeling that made her toes involuntarily curl up and her head automatically turned towards him. She lost her voice for a second as she noticed his eyes trailing down to the fullness of her lips. She wanted to turn away but he still held her chin in place.

"What... What is the meaning of chica?" She asked curiously as she glanced up at his eyes. He had called her that just now and she had no idea what it meant.

Neil released her chin and return his arm around her waist as he smirked, "It means Young woman in Spanish, gatita curiosa." He told her the meaning while also calling her a curious kitten but he immediately regretted using his language as he had given away to her that he knew how to speak Spanish.

"You know how to speak Spanish?" Mia asked with her brown eyes glistening in wonderment as she looked at him. "Is that why you know Mr. Galverra? It must be awesome to know how to speak another language. Did you communicate in Spanish with Mr. Galverra?" She asked him while momentarily forgetting she was sitting on his lap as whenever she was curious, she became carried away. She had been dying to get any opportunity to make this Ice cube talk about his meeting with Xavier Galverra. However, he burst her bubbles again by putting on his no nonsense expression and glancing at her seriously.

"You never miss an opportunity to get what you want, do you? Just like the nosy journalist you are." He chided, his voice laced with irration.

Mia pursed her lips and glared at him, "Why are you such a short tempered man? You take things too seriously. Scowling too much will make you age faster than your age." She poked his shoulder as she spoke but he grabbed her wrist and glared at her, making Mia gulp in nervousness.

"You are indeed brave, chica. Do you know I can snap your neck and dispose of your body with no one knowing about it?" He whispered dangerously close to her ear while trailing his hand up to her neck, making Mia unconsciously jump in fear.

Neil smirked when he noticed the wariness in her eyes. It turned out there was a part of her that was wary of him. He thought, liking the idea of her being wary. He then changed the topic to the main question he had wanted to ask her.

"Tell me, chica, why are you so insecure about yourself and scared every time I raise my hand?"