My husband

Gianna ignored the chair he had offered and threw him a look that would have frozen lava. “Can we talk,Mr Grayson?”She ordered getting tired of standing there and simply admiring him. The corners of his mouth flicked as if he was trying to stop a smile. He ended his phone and finally turned to face her. They stood there for a moment staring at each other eyeball to eyeball. Then he moved closer to her and ran his eyes over her. She was tacky,so tacky and not good looking at all. She was different from all the women he had ever met before. And he knew she could never be his type. With the look of disgust written all over his face,Gianna was expecting him to throw her out of this room any time from now. “So…”He drawled.”How do you plan on compensating me for what happened last night?” Gianna’s fist clenched. Why do rich person feel like they can act all high and mighty? As far as she can remember about what had transpired last night,he had kissed her back! He had even touched her ass. “I know you threatened to sue me.But you should also consider the fact that you kissed me back and you touch my…my…”She paused seeing his eyes darkened. “Oh really?Gianna,I was on my own when you attacked my lips with yours.”He reminded,sardonically. Attacked? “And you kicked me between my legs.That’s an assault and since you find nothing wrong in that…you will have to pay dearly for…” “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry.”She cut in,frantically. She had better stick to her original plan and not act sassy. She should apologize her way out of this. “Mr Grayson,I’m so sorry for what happened last night.I was drunk and I didn’t mean to kiss and kick you.I really can’t go up against you in a lawsuit so please forgive me.Please accept my apology.” She really hoped this touches his heart. “Apology not accepted.”He drawled. Her eyes widened. What kind of compensation does he want then? “I…I don’t possibly have enough money to pay you as compensation.”She went on. He chuckled,darkly.”Do I look like I want money from you?” “Then what do you want?” “I want you to marry me.”He announced. She looked around. Was it just her or did the billionaire just ask her to marry him? He reached across the space between them and put a hand to the nape of her neck where it seemed every nerve in her body had gathered to welcome his touch. She momentarily forgot what she wanted to say and it felt as if she was getting bewitched. "What do you say,Gianna?"His voice was rich,dark,honey and gravel swirled together. Say to what? What should she say? Her brain couldn’t process anything right now. The kiss from last night ran through her head. Even her drunk senses recall that it was phenomenal. She want him to kiss her again. "Stop touching me"She pleaded, faintly. His eyes darkened and a knowing smile lifted one corner of his mouth and his fingers shifted back to her nape to toy with the underside of her hair. A sensation shimmied down her spine like a warm flow of melted caramel, gathering in a hot whirlpool between her thighs. His gaze went to her mouth and back to her eyes and back again as if he were in the process of deciding whether to kiss her or not. Every nerve in her lips prepared itself.... leaping and dancing and clapping their hands in anticipation. Leaning down,he pressed his lips to her mouth. His lips were unexpectedly soft and almost like rose petals. They were warm and moist. Gently,her mouth slid over his. “I thought you were angry that I kissed you last night.Why did you just kiss me?”She shrieked. He shrugged.”You were practically begging me to.” She didn’t want to continue bantering with him. She had to resolve this issue once and for all. Gianna sighed,deeply.”You kissed me just now and I think that makes us even.I think I’m done here.I’ve apologized to you the best way I can.” She turned to leave but he grabbed hold of her wrist. “And I thought I just said your apology wasn’t accepted?” She tried to get out of his hold but his grip was too strong. “If you don’t let me go this instant,I’m going to scream.”She threatened. “Go on.”He urged. Her teeth clenched recalling how the waiters had been diligently passing by this VIP room,he might as well own this restaurant. And won’t screaming for help worsen the situation? Gianna felt totally helpless. She forcefully pulled her wrist away and rushed off to the door before he could stop her. As she bent the doorknob,Gianna was mortified that the door was locked. She spun to face him,angrily. “What the hell is wrong with you,Mr Grayson.You can’t keep me here!”She yelled. She was angered that he still looked as cool as cucumber,completely seeing nothing wrong with what he was saying and doing. “Miss Robert.Things always go the way I want.You really do not want to see how I get when they don’t.I want you as my wife and you must agree.” She blinked completely stunned by how narcissistic he was. What about what she wanted? She couldn’t just agree to be the wife of someone she doesn’t even know on a personal level. “Mr Grayson,I really have to go.I have things to take care of.” He stuffed his hands into his pockets. “I’ll open the door on three conditions.” She felt like crying. “First,you are to make yourself always available whenever I call for you.” She refrained against rolling her eyes… “Second,you need to accept the fact that you must do what I want.And third,call me husband.Your husband.That way,you’ll start getting used to it.“ He walked closer to her again and she feared he might trap her to the door and kiss her again. She couldn’t be swayed. “If you see marriage as something so simple.I do not.I will never marry you.”She informed him. He cocked an eyebrow.”Are you sure about that?”He closed the little bit of space between them and her breath hitched. “Mr Grayson,this isn’t right.”She pleaded,starting to feel his body heat now. Was he trying to seduce her or what? And why was she getting affected by him? “Are you sure about that?”He asked,again as he lowered his head. Wanting to escape from this sensual onslaught,she pressed her hands against his chest and let out. “Fine!Fine!I will do it.” Ivan smirked. That what’s he thought. “Okay…now can we hear you call me your husband?”He probed. She shivered slightly as his breath feathered on her cheeks. This man was definitely a playboy…he was so good at making all her nerve endings come alive. This was pure torture! She had just gotten off a relationship and she was still healing. The last thing she wanted was to get involved with another man again. And definitely not someone like this billionaire who seemed straight up insane. “I can see you want me to kiss you again.”He drawled staring into her eyes. This was getting too much to handle. “If…if I call you what you want…will you let me go?”She stuttered. His eyes glittered.”Of course.“ “Husband.” “Husband?” “My…my husband.”She murmured.