Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband

Chapter 14 BLAIRE Sebastian broughtto a private restaurant at the top of the most expensive building in New York. “Why are we here? Let’s just go back to your office and talk there,” I suggested as we made our way inside the restaurant. He remained silent as we proceeded inside. I thought we were just having a table, but I was kind of surprised when the woman who assisted us from the entrance led us to one of the private rooms. As we stepped into the room, our eyes were immediately drawn to the lone table positioned near the expansive glass wall. The food was already set on the table. The ambiance exuded an air of opulence and refined taste, with each element meticulously curated to create an atmosphere that whispered of wealth and elegance. It was then that a realization dawned upon me: the true extent of Sebastian’s affluence. I almost forgot how reachable and powerful he is. I can see the whole city from up here. My eyes were fixated on the view as I walked. closer to the glass wall. “Leave us,” I heard him order. I turned around and saw the woman leave the room and close the door behind her. “Here, have a seat,” he said before pulling a chair for me. I looked at him for a moment before taking the chair across from him. His eyes. darkened as his jaw clenched upon my obvious defiance. It’s too late for him to be a gentleman. He should have done that before he decided to jump into my sister’s bed. It heard his sharp breath before he took the chair that he pulled out for me. His eyes were cold as he glared at me. “What do you want us to talk about?” “Our setup. It may be against my will, but I do agree that it’s the best for our current situation. Let’s wait until my father is well enough before we tell him the truth,” I started. He didn’t t say anything. Instead, he started eating while acting as if he didn’t have any interest in the

topic. His actions are starting to get on my nerves. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself and not let his actions get the best of me. “Sebastian, did you hear what I said?” I asked calmly. He then lifted his eyes and looked atintently. My throat suddenly felt dry as he 1/6 09:03 Mon, 22 Jan ti a Chapter 14 watchedwith hunger in his eyes. It was as if the food in front ofwasn’t enought to satisfy his hunger. I couldn’t stand his lingering gaze towards me, so I reached out for a glass of water. I suddenly felt thirsty because of the way he looked at me. After what seems like forever, he speaks. “Eat. You’re too thin. I don’t like my woman looking like a stick with bones.” “I’m not your woman,” I corrected him. “As long as you’re married to me, you are mine. Now, eat up.”

“I’m not hungry,” I replied, leaning back on my seat and crossing my arm in front of my chest as I turned my gaze towards the window. The sound of his chair screeching against the floor filled the whole room. He then walked closer to me and started slicing a piece of steak from my plate. I frowned and got curious about what he’s planning to do, so I turned my eyes towards him to watch. what he’s going to do. My confusion grows further when he brings the slice of steak into his mouth. “Is your steak not to your taste?” I asked sarcastically. I couldn’t think of any possible reason why he would prefer having my steak over his. Instead of givingan answer, he pulled my chair towards him. And before I could even say anything, I found his mouth pressed against mine. The next thing I knew, he pushed the sliced steak into my mouth with his tongue. I was too stunned to move. My eyes widen in shock. “Chew.” He ordered while our faces were inches away from each other and our lips were brushing

against one another. I feel like I was hypnotized, as I found myself doing everything according to his bidding. I’m not sure if it’s because we’re eating at the most expensive restaurant in the city, but all I can say is that this is the tastiest steak I have ever tried in my entire life. Instead of satisfying my hunger, it just makescrave more. After chewing the meat thoroughly, I swallowed it without breaking eye contact. “Open your mouth,” he whispered. I’m not really sure why, but I follow his every word obediently. “Good girl,” he added when he saw my mouth empty. “Now, you choose. Are you going to cat, or do you want me to feed you?” he asked seductively. In my head, I’m already screaming. Yes! Feedwith your mouth! But no words cout of my mouth. I am not brave enough to express my deepest and darkest desires. “I’ll eat,” I stuttered. 26 Chapter 14 He smirked. “Good. But if you need my help, I’ll be more than willing to feed you, love.” I let out a sigh of relief once he finally put sdistance between us. I didn’t notice that I had been holding my breath the whole time. I was glaring at him as he walked back to his chair. “Eat. We’ll talk after this,” he said before proceeding with his meal. A hushed ambiance enveloped us as we sat across from each other, our attention focused on the meal laid out before us. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the soft clinking of cutlery against fine china. It was a quiet intimacy, a shared moment underscored by the simple act of savoring the culinary delights before us. Each bite was a symphony of flavors, a culinary masterpiece that spoke volumes about the expertise of the chef. “Are you done?” he asked after I finished aligning my utensils on the side.

“Yes,” I replied while wiping my mouth with the napkin. It didn’t take long before a few waiters cin to clean up our table. “Coffee?” he asked again. “Sure, I’ll have one, I replied. He then proceeded to order a coffee from the waiter. I thought he’d be going outside to get it, but instead, he went to the side of the room to prepare it. That’s when I noticed. that the room that we’re in has its own coffee bar. He prepared two freshly brewed coffees and brought them to our table along with ssugar and fresh milk. ou “Do you want any dessert?” “No, I’m good.” I decline. “We’re good for now. Tell others not to enter the room unless I allow it,” he ordered. “Yes, sir,” he acknowledged before leaving the room and closing the door behind him. Once we were finally alone again, he picked up his coffee and drank it while looking intently into my eyes. I couldn’t deny the effect he has onwhenever he looks atwith those mesmerizing eyes. “So, what is it that you want to talk about?” he asked after putting his cup back on the table. He likes his coffee to be dark and bitter. That’s why he didn’t bother putting ssugar and milk in his coffee. On the contrary, I like my coffee to be cre amy and sweet. I added the fresh milk and three cubes of sugar to my coffee before I answered him. 3/6 Chapter 14 “Boundaries. I want to set sboundaries if we want these charades to continue,” I started. “Go on,” he said while continuing to sip his coffee. “You can’t just k*ss me, hold me, or grabwhenever you want.” 50% “Why not? Have you seen any normal couple who asked permission before they showed affection to

their partner?” he said, trying to challenge me. “We’re not a normal couple, I debated. “Then, what are we, Blaire? Please do enlighten me.” “We’re two people who were planning to end this marriage.” “One person, Blaire,” he corrected. “Only one person wanted this marriage to end.” I blew a loud breath out of frustration. “Why? Why would you want to say that in this loveless marriage? We both know that you were just forced into this for business. Hell, I’m not even the first choice to be your wife. It was my sister, right? She’s the one you love. She’s your first love. Why are we still staying in this marriage when we can already set each other free?” I am already catching my breath once I’m done saying all I wanted to say. “Done?” he asked before he stood from his chair. I was alarmed when he started walking closer to me. Nothing good comes into it whenever he’s this close to me. I need to keep my distance. “Stay right there!” I yelled at him, which immediately stopped his track. His eyebrow arched as if he didn’t appreciate my outburst. “Giveone good reason why,” he replied. “Whenever you’re close, we always end up doing things that are not supposed to happen. We need to talk. If I allow you to ccloser, I’m sure you’ll end up k*ssingagain,” I said, trying to avoid his lingering gaze. He chuckled before he went back to his seat. “Fair enough.” I took a deep breath. I felt relieved that he managed to listen tothis time. I really can’t afford to get distracted again. “So? Do we have a deal?” I said, trying to raise the topic once again. “First, I’m not forced into this marriage. I can’t speak on your behalf, but for me, it was. my decision to accept our marriage. Second, Catherine may have been my first love, Chapter 14

but our relationship ended the moment I accepted this marriage. She chose to leave that day, and I chose to be with you.” “Then, why did you choose to cheat on me?” I shouted. I wasn’t expecting my outburst, but it’s already too late to back out. I have been trying to be calm and collected despite what he did, despite my effort to make our marriage work. But I can’t stand him talking in front ofas if he never did anything wrong.” “I’m a one-woman man, Blaire. So, it’s hard forto hear that accusation from you that I know nothing about.” “Are you still going to deny that you crunning back to my sister as soon as she went back after running away from you? Or you’re going to lie about visiting my sister and jumping into her bed the minute you walk into her room.” He chuckles, which infuriateseven more. “What’s funny? Am I a joke to you?” “Yeah, you’re funny,” he responded, which makes my blood boil. I quickly grabbed the glass of water from the table and splashed it on his face. My breathing was heavy as I watched his eyes darken. He was glaring atas he reached. for the table napkin. He wiped his face with it before he stood up from his chair. I started to panic when he got closer and closer to me. I stand up from my chair, trying to get away from him. But as soon as I step back, he quickly takes the distance between us and grabs my waist, pulling me tightly.. “I said don’t cnear me,” I told him as I kept on pushing him away. “Is that why you ran away?” he asked when he finally spoke. I frowned in confusion. “What else could it be?” He smirked. His hand slowly moved and gently caressed my cheeks. Our faces were only inches away from each other. I can smell the coffee on his breath as it brushes against my face. “You could have saved us a year if you just cand talked toabout it,” he said, smiling. “I should keep in mind how jealous you can be,” he added without givingmuch context.

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