A Millionaire, His Suit And Poor Me – Part 24
I woke up a few hours later with a blanket over my body, a pillow under my head and Henris Steve no longer next to me. I sat up with a groan and looked around the cabin of the jet and found him sitting with his head down on his files with a pen between his lips.
“Hey.” I said softly in a voice hoarse from sleep. He barely looked away from the newspapers.
“You slept well ?”
, are you sti
nally shifting his gaze to me. “Are you going to keep bothering me or do you have better things to do?”
hing my arms upwards. “Where is the restroom ?”
oom that was somehow bigger than the one in the house. It was even better decorated. I washed my face, to try to wake up better before going out.
the other tapping his pen on the pages. Brows furrow on his handsome face and stress lines are visible.
Henry?” I called polit
ration. “Hm?”
t you would relax.”
shoulders. At first he was surprised by my touch, but when I started slowly moving my thumbs in small circles, his shoulders relaxed. “Don’t distract me.”
llar signs.
t sounds bori
ime for this.”
way back.”
er?”
he chair and sitting on his lap. “Actually, I did
m, feeling challenged. “Very good.
mouth. “You…” He said breathlessly. “You couldn’t
hind a chair before he could do anything else to me. “
n intimidating smile. “Okay, you win. Now come here.” He ordered, offering his hand as a
so, fails horribly because you are far from innocent. I bet the second I take your hand, you me
’re as innocent as you
led. “So what? So I
nris Steve for more than an hour is never a good idea. And that was already
o the other side of the chair and run across the stall. His deep growl echoed through the room and he “We’ve been here
y lip to hide the smile that was trying to appear on my face. Mischievous Henris Steve was one of the sweetest things I’ve ever owned.
ou haven’t got me yet.”
I saw the couch and to my right, a small table that I could walk around to reach the other side of the room again.
t wouldn’t fall on me
eaming of you naked. And you know I love it when your
my cheeks redden and took another step forward. My steps back were quieted by the presence of the door leading
ound my waist and lifted me from the ground, spinning me around
e lifted me again
stuck my arms above my head with a victorious smile on my lips.
, closing
lently as he straightened his collar and opened the door to
He said with
, his face turning almost purple. “I’m s
at? Thought?”
a mistake.” She mumbled, annoyed.
can you have? My
to calm him down and smiled at him. gently. “Really, you don’t need to worry. What’s going on?
lips nervously before speaking. “I was wondering if you were
”
d through gritted teeth. I was surprised when he tightened his grip on my waist and slammed the door angrily. Immediately, he turned to me. “C what the hell is this? You just
eing too mean.” I replied softly. “He was going
her right
be such a jerk to her! You’re too b
rustration and go back to the couch
lowed by the abrupt order of a
She asked,
ter.
ing out again. I had a feeling this would be her last appearance until there
n it by yelling at
are about to land.” He has