The CEO's Billion Dollar Bride-Chapter 39 - 40. Go deeper
Chapter 39: 40. Go deeper
Chapter 39: 40. Go deeper
By the time she reacted, her instinctively raised knee was already forcefully pinned down by Michael Gordon. After nearly rendering him impotent last time, he was now wary of her; his whole body pressed her against the wall, his lips covering hers with an overwhelming kiss.
When Ivy Aretha felt like she was about to suffocate, Michael Gordon finally let her go. Once freed, she took big gulps of fresh air…
Michael Gordon shot a meaningful gaze at her pale face, barely holding back a smile in his deep-set eyes, “Have you learned your lesson? You shouldn’t be throwing around words like ‘rape’ carelessly!”
Taken aback for a moment, Ivy understood. He forcefully kissed her as a punishment for invoking the term ‘rape’.
“So it wasn’t a forceful kiss? That’s got nothing to do with rape!” Ivy countered as she wiped her lips disdainfully. “Speaking of which, Mr. Gordon, your kissing skills are really lacking!”
This was more of a bite than a kiss; her lips ached from the force, like a fierce heat. She wondered if they’d start to swell later.
The color drained from Michael Gordon’s face. This infuriating woman had dared to criticize his kissing skills. But then again, to his recollection, no woman had ever been passionately kissed by him before.
Was this all she cared about? Michael was suddenly relieved to realize that Ivy hadn’t become angry because he’d forcibly kissed her. His mood lightened, and the frown on his face disappeared.
“Master Gordon has lost his memory, right? So, I’ve naturally lost my kissing skills too!” Michael Gordon’s eyes glinted mischievously. “How about you accompany me in practicing a bit more often, given your role as a secretary. It’s convenient!”
Ivy Aretha: “…” Who would tell her that a personal secretary also needs to help practice kissing skills?
“Mr. Gordon, that’s not fair, according to your logic. Today, if you lose your memory and forget how to kiss, I’ll have to practice with you. What if tomorrow you forget how to perform in bed, will I have to practice that with you too?” Ivy challenged him, her crystal clear eyes filled with contempt.
Micheal Gordon wore an amused grin at her words, a mischievous curve creeping on his lips. The next moment, Ivy found herself pressed high against the wall by him again.
“Ivy Aretha, after all these talks about ‘rape’ and ‘forceful kisses,’ do you actually fancy sleeping with me?” Michael Gordon nodded his head, gazing into her dark eyes. “Alright, I will give you the opportunity!”
As Michael Gordon begins to lower his head, Ivy quickly covered her mouth, thinking he would force another kiss on her again, only to hear his low laughter resonating above her head.
“Acting so innocent. Could it be…you’re a virgin?” Michael Gordon’s teasing remark was directed at Ivy’s nervous gesture of covering her lips.
He took her virginity six years ago, and yet he was now bringing up the subject and making innuendos, which only served to irritate her. “Virgin, my foot! You’re the virgin, your entire family is full of virgins!” Ivy blurted out angrily.
“So, you’re angry because you’re shy?” Seeing her indignant reaction, Michael Gordon chuckled even harder, “What’s wrong with a woman being a virgin? But it’s only embarrassing for a man to be one. If you’re so worried about losing face, feel free to come back with me tonight and lose your virginity!”
Breathing in and out, Keeping her calm… Ivy closed her eyes forcefully to compose herself. Over and over again, she reminded herself about her salary of 8,000 a month, and that she can’t afford to offend this bastard and hooligan.
Half a moment later, Ivy managed to suppress her anger and faced Michael Gordon’s deep-set eyes with a facade of congeniality, pulling off a perfect professional smile.
“Whether I am a virgin or not doesn’t matter. If Mr. Gordon has a fetish for breaking virginities, there are plenty of naive girls flocking to him, isn’t it?”
“Would my woman be foolish? Young Master Gordon is both handsome and wealthy. Don’t you think it shows good judgement for women to be attracted to a man like me?”
While Michael Gordon stared intently back at her, Ivy’s candid gaze triggered a memory that was long stored away in the depths of his mind – a familiar gaze that was equally clear!
“Mr. Gordon, didn’t any woman ever tell you that excessive narcissism can accelerate kidney dysfunction?”
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Saying thus made Ivy ponder over the incident six years ago, wondering if it could be possible that a woman drugged him, but then he bumped into her and caused unnecessary trouble.
Kidney dysfunction?
Good, very good!
Moving closer to Ivy, Michael Gordon’s face turned somber. His forehead veins throbbed erratically. His heavy breaths poured onto Ivy, a mix of his masculine heat and her faint fragrance twirling in the narrow space between them.
“Ivy Aretha, you sure know how to provoke me!”
Michael Gordon glanced at her slightly swollen lips, “Kidney dysfunction? I think you should give it a try. If not, wouldn’t it be terribly unfair to slander me, Michael Gordon, CEO of Allure International, esteemed member of the Gordon family, the person whom countless young girls desire?”
By the end of his speech, Michael Gordon’s teeth were clenched. What was even more infuriating was his body’s reaction, apparently driven by his desire, which was clearly evident. A strong sensation flooded his senses instantly.
He always had good self-control. Many women had undressed in front of him, but as long as he didn’t desire them, he was always able to resist. But now, it seemed that he was losing control!
It had been long since he had experienced such strong desire for a woman. Perhaps it was because he hadn’t had any intimate contact for a considerable amount of time.
Micheal Gordon, already close to Ivy, leaned in even closer and pressed his hot body against hers, radiating a scorching warmth.
The unmistakable contact against her aroused Ivy. She was a woman who had given birth, after all – how could she not understand what was happening?
This man was indeed a stud, capable of getting aroused anywhere and at any time. Moreover, she had to admit, she was taken by surprise at his current state.
“Mi…Michael Gordon, don’t do this. I am not that kind of woman. Please…don’t act on impulse!” Ivy stared into his fiery red eyes, his fervent breath ringing in her ears, her heart pounding with apprehension.
“Ivy Aretha, I am not acting on impulse, but rather, I can’t help it anymore. Who made you so good at provoking me!” Michael Gordon glared at her, images of her nervous face flashing back and forth in his chaotic mind. He swore he had seen her looking this way before, but why couldn’t he remember when? Although it felt so familiar. Michael was convinced he was going mad. Why else would he keep such a nuisance close by to torment him!
Unable to resist – what did he mean by that? When a man said this… was he about…to force himself on her?
Six year ago it was because he was drugged, but now he was completely sober. If he dared to cross the line, Ivy was determined to do whatever it took to make sure he would no longer be able to perform!
“Ding dong ding dong …”
Just as Ivy was tensing up, the doorbell of the CEO’s office started ringing non-stop, one ring after another…
“Mr. Gordon, someone is looking for you!”
Hearing that someone was here at such a time was undoubtedly a godsend. Ivy couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief!
“Are you afraid?” Upon seeing her reaction, Michael Gordon looked at her with some amusement. “Where did your sharp words go?”
