Married To A Powerful Domineering Billionaire

Shorty

RAYNE’S POV

I locked eyes with him, wondering how he knew that. The only people that knew my likes and preferences were my parents and Elaina. “How did you know that?” I asked him and he smirked at me.

“I’m quite smart, you know? You are lucky to have me as your husband.” He said with a proud look. I chuckled inwardly. Heaven alone knew just how much about me he had discussed with Elaina.

Averting my gaze from him, I looked into the park. It was much more beautiful and developed now than I remember. But, why did it look like a deserted place? It was way too quiet and empty.

“Are we the only ones here?” I asked and watched Eric nod in response.

“Mmhm. I booked the entire place for today.”

Shocked, I turned to him. Did he just say that he rented the entire park? How could someone rent an entire play park? “Isn’t that expensive?” I couldn’t help but ask. I had done a mental check of how much that would cost.

“It is wife, the more reason you need to start having fun already. Your husband put a lot of dollars into this just for you.” He said still wearing that pompous look from earlier. I smiled gently at him and without any further Ado, I ran off into the distance. I couldn’t wait to ride the merry-go-round.

ERIC’s POV

I watched her hurry in excitement toward the carousel like an excited little child who was being offered a lollipop. She looked childlike, but I didn’t dislike it. I even caught myself smiling.

‘Look who’s been doing more of that lately, me.’

I watched her hurry to the carousel and try fruitlessly to lift herself onto the horseback, but it seemed a bit high up. She could just ask for my help, but, no. She instead kept on trying. I chuckled.

*Sighs*

‘Short women.’

RAYNE’S POV

In my twenty-three years of existence, I had never for once regretted being petite, and even now that I could barely reach for the merry-go-round, I tried to not let myself regret it.

I tried to climb on yet again, and this time, I felt huge strong arms grip my waist. Tilting my head slightly to the side, my stomach fluttered for a moment when I locked eyes with Eric. He had a brow raised at me.

“Why do you have to be so short?”

Embarrassed, I lowered my gaze, looking away from him. “I’m not short?” I said and then glanced up at him. He ran his eyes from my head to my feet, as if accessing me.

“Yes, you are.” He said.

“No, I’m not,” I argued. I could feel a little movement on my waist and it made my breath hitch, making my words come out as a whisper. His alluring gray eyes accessed my face, in a way that made me breathless. My eyes, he trailed the shape of my face and then settled on my mouth. My heart was pounding now more than ever. I felt his grip on my waist tighten a bit, and I was pulled even closer to his broad body. I was suddenly aware of how close we were.

Trapped in his gaze, I could see the desperation of some sort. He moved. He was starting to lean into me, slowly, as if he was unsure of the action he was about to take. The closer he got, the louder my heartbeat became. I was still lost in his eyes and didn’t know how to redeem myself.

As his lips neared mine, I found my lips slowly part on their own accord. My lids felt weak and I couldn’t help shutting my eyes. I was starting to feel hot in every place, especially in weird regions.

“Tsk! Yes, you are, and stubborn too. But don’t worry, I don’t mind at all, wife.”

My eyes fluttered open on hearing his breathy voice whispering into my ear. I bit my lower lip, embarrassed at my stupid actions.

“Stupid! Stupid!” What was that thing with closing my eyes, and expecting he’d kiss me? Gosh! Why didn’t I pull away? Now he’d think I’m cheap. That’s if he doesn’t already think that of a girl who gave her first time to a total stranger.

He pulled away from my side and ran his gaze on my face. “Shorty.”

‘Shorty, shorty? My eyes jerked up when I realized what he had just called me. I was only petite, not short. “I…”

“If you say a word, I’d kiss you.” He warned, his warm breath fanning my face. I could feel my cheeks heating up and I immediately lowered my gaze from his. I couldn’t afford to embarrass myself in front of him again.

“Tsk! Why do short women love to argue?”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

I felt his pressure on my waist and as if I weighed nothing at all, he lifted me onto the horseback, slid his hands into his pants pocket, and then took a few steps backward.

ERIC’s POV

Being this close to her did unimaginable things to my body. I could feel the desire to claim her lips, undress her right there, and make her mine over and over again. But, I wasn’t sure if she felt the same way. Plus, I had to let her do the things she loved here in the park.

I looked into her innocent hazel eyes, and I could barely control the urge to claim those plump pink lips, they just kept calling unto me no matter how hard I try to ignore them. And as if the pressure on a man wasn’t enough already, she kept nibbling on her lips. If only she knew what effect that little act had on me.

Slowly, I leaned into her, and noticed her part her lips invitingly while shutting her eyes. That sight of her was just too cute that it paralyzed my will to do anything else but just stare at her small oval-shaped face.