Arabella was not ready for the sudden twist of the situation. Her plan was to see Farrah after dinner, not to sleep together with Bill Sky.
She was like in a maze trying to find her way out.
"Okay then, let's call it a night." Ed was quick and just waved his hand to bid goodnight.
"Goodnight, Darling." Kelly hugged her tenderly and Bill.
Arabella felt very guilty about Kelly's delicate action and couldn't afford to disappoint her.
Kelly was like her mom. Warm but fragile. Arabella missed her mom suddenly.
"Goodnight, too, Mom," Arabella said instinctively.
Kelly looked at her sweetly, very satisfied with Arabella's words, and waved her hand while walking away.
Bill was stunned and looked at her, questioning her about what she'd said.
"She asked me to call her that," Arabella explained, afraid that Bill would misunderstand him.
"Did I say something?" With a teasing voice, Bill replied.
If only looks could kill, she definitely killed him with her sharp gaze.
"I want to go home," Arabella murmured.
"Can you really afford to disappoint my parents?" Bill waved his hand while approaching the stairs.
"Hey. Wait. Where am I going to sleep?" Arabella said while chasing Bill.
"It's up to you. You can sleep outside or sleep in my room." Bill stopped and faced her provocatively.
"Jerk!" Arabella said, looking at Bill again with her killer eyes.
Their butlers and servers felt like watching a suspense movie.
"I dare you to repeat it." Bill stopped again and faced her with a provoking tone.
This time, the butlers and servers felt like watching a horror movie.
"Jerk!" Arabella couldn't surrender.
Suddenly, before Arabella could move, her body was lifted by Bill's broad shoulder. Arabella was carried like a bag of potatoes.
Bill didn't care about the people around him. Arabella keeps on struggling and pounding his back with her small fists.
"Let me go! Jerk! Let me go!" Arabella screamed angrily while punching his back nonstop.
Before she knew it, Arabella was already thrown into a large, soft bed.
"Bang!" Bill slammed the door.
"You are a jerk!" Arabella shouted. She refused to be carried like that in front of many people.
Bill sneered at her and said, "Okay then. Let me show you what a jerk really is." He suddenly threw his body over her. Bill's masculine fragrance greeted her with desire. His masculine body was on top of her. Bill nailed her body to the bed with great force.
Arabella hated herself that this man could easily awaken her arousal. Bill was the only man who could do that, not even Jason. Even if his actions were harsh, Bill still looked good, like an angel in disguise. Every touch of their skin sent shivers down her body like she was electrified.
In short, Arabella hated herself and hated him for putting her in this situation.
If this continued, she would go crazy.
Arabella struggled, but it was to no avail. She felt like the oxygen was running out of her body.
Arabella stopped struggling. Her heart was beating fast, and her body was trembling. She gathered herself and held her breath to look at him.
Bill pinned her two arms over her head. He squinted to see her face. He removed her eyeglasses and threw them away. He saw tears were assembling in her eyes, but couldn't let them out because of her stubbornness.
This was the first time Bill saw Arabella's eyes without eyeglasses. She had the most mesmerizing eyes he had ever seen. 'How can she hide these beautiful eyes?' Arabella's eyes were like magnets that he couldn't stop looking at. It's like her eyes were talking to his soul.
"You are not allowed to wear eyeglasses anymore," Bill ordered.
Bill quickly stood up, went to the bathroom, and showered. He tried to cool down.
Arabella jumped out of the bed and sat on the couch. She saw Bill coming out of the bathroom with wet hair. He was wearing a dark blue velvet robe. His broad, muscled chest was clearly exposed to her.
Bill walked forward in her direction. He was so damn hot. Arabella couldn't take her stare away from him.
She couldn't help but gulp.
"Do you have enough?" Bill's teasing voice had awakened her senses.
"It's your turn." He added while patting a towel on his wet hair.
"What? I can't." Arabella shook her head to show her strong disapproval.
"Well, it seems that you have to sleep outside. I can't allow you to sleep on my bed, dirty." He sneered.
"But I don't have clothes here." Arabella reasoned out, but the truth was she didn't want to blow her disguise.
Arabella was flustered outside the house. There's no way Bill will let her sleep in the guest room or the living room; their fake relationship will be blown automatically.
A sudden knock was heard from the outside of the door.
"Come in." Bill quickly answered.
A female server came in holding a big white paper bag and handed it over to her.
"These are new, Ms. Jones, and they have been washed already. Madame Sky prepared it for you." The server said she walked out immediately after she had the package.
'Oh Gosh! I'm doomed.' Arabella knew already what was inside the paper bag without looking at it.
Inside the paper bag is a plain white box. She held the top side of the box to open, and boom! Inside is a white silk nightgown and a lace panty. The nightgown was quite a descent since it was knee-length and unlike the other nightgowns, it was thick. The sexy thing is that it has a deep V-neck and thin straps. If she wore it, her chest and arms would be slightly exposed.
Mrs. Sky really had an eye for women. The sizes would perfectly fit her.
She was shocked and quickly closed the box, but it was too late, as Bill had already seen it.
"What? Cannot find any excuse now?" Bill smiled at her with provocation.
"These are too revealing. I can't wear it. I can sleep here on your couch." Arabella's trying to persuade him.
"I don't want to get my couch dirty either," Bill replied, shaking his head.
"How about on the floor? I can sleep on the floor." Arabella still didn't want to give up.
"Nope." As if he were running out of patience, Bill quickly lifted her again and put her on his shoulder with the paper bag in his other hand.
Arabella was in a panic.
Bill put her in a big tub and opened the shower. Now she's wet all over. Arabella's clothes were soaked. After seeing her damp, Bill turned off the water and was shocked by her wetness.
"Don't worry, I will not eat you. Remember, we had a contract, and come on! You know my type. Get rid of your dirty clothes and clean yourself before bed." Bill said and went out of the bathroom.
He didn't even wait for her reply. He's acting like a father scolding his child.
Arabella felt a little sadness when he talked about his type. Sure thing, it's the Barbie type she saw yesterday in his office. That scene somehow affected her mood.
Arabella continued cleaning up her body. She removed her wet clothes. Good thing her makeup was waterproof, so it didn't drip from her face. Her wig was in a stronghold, so it's just fine, though it's wet; she could dry it with the blower.
Bill Sky started to work on his study table until a phone call disturbed him. The ringtone came from Arabella's bag, which was left on the couch. It kept ringing, and he couldn't concentrate on signing some documents, so he got them from her bag.
When Bill was about to answer it, the call was ended. Then a message notification appeared on the screen.
'I will wait for you, tomorrow, Baby. I love you.'
Bill's eyes narrowed. He put the cellphone back in her bag and sat on the couch, crossing his legs.
He clutched his two arms together before him and fell into deep thinking.
'So, she has a boyfriend.' Bill concluded.
'That's impossible! How can she have a boyfriend with her looks and her personality?' His devilish side retorted.
'Well, because she has beautiful eyes and admit it, you love kissing her soft lips.' His angelic side defended Arabella.
Bill felt a sudden pinch in her heart, imagining another man was kissing her and savoring her lips.
'No. No. No. Come on, man, he's not even your type. Her face was covered with lots of freckles, and she didn't have curves; her legs were full-packed with muscle, and she was flat-chested; that's why she's always wearing baggy clothes. Maybe she's ashamed of it, so she hid it with her type of clothes.' Bill's devilish side struck again.
'Yes. You're right!' Bill strongly agreed with his wicked side while holding his chin instinctively.
Bill was still crossing his legs and clutching both arms on the couch when the door opened.
His eyes widened in an instant.
A lady with a strikingly sexy curve wearing a white satin gown. Her white porcelain skin was exposed. Her bumps on her chest were roaring. Her legs were slim and flawless. How he wished he could see more above her knees.
'Shit!' Bill couldn't help but curse.
He bit his lower lip. His eyes landed on Arabella's body without blinking. He felt his body stiffen and get hot, though he had just had a cold shower earlier. He felt his arousal was awakened. Her innocent eyes made him madder.
If only her freckles would disappear and her dead hair would grow healthy. She was a perfect goddess.
Arabella walked towards him, and her fresh, feminine scent greeted his nose.
"Where do I sleep?" Arabella said with innocence.
Bill couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up quickly from the couch and distanced himself from her. He wanted to avoid her, or things might get difficult.
'She's not your type.' Bill reminded himself and sat on his swivel chair.
"You sleep in the bed. I sleep on the couch. " He quickly said uninterestedly without looking at her.
Arabella didn't reply and went directly to bed.
"Aren't you going to sleep? It's already late." Arabella regretted what she had said. It's like she was sounding like a loving wife.
Bill stopped after hearing her words.
"Don't worry, Honey, I still have to make a living for you and our children in the future." He smiled with a tease.
Arabella suddenly had goosebumps.
She knew Bill was playing her again.
Arabella didn't reply. She reached the light control on the bedside and dimmed the bed area. His bed was so large and soft. She wondered how many girls were able to sleep in this bed.
'Well, he's a handsome and oozing hot playboy, sure thing he sneaked countless women into his bed.' Arabella felt a bit disappointed in her heart.
Bill Sky and I are in his room together. Wow!'
If other girls knew that she got the chance to sleep in Bill Sky's bed, they would go crazy.
Arabella's mind was preoccupied with the thoughts of how she would find Farrah tomorrow and her father's request to see her. She was undecided yet. Her heart still ached when thinking of her Dad.
Bill's eyes finally got tired, so he returned to the bed to get a pillow to sleep on the couch.
When he saw Arabella trembling and sweating while her eyes were closed, Bill put his hand on her forehead. She was very cold, even though her body was already covered with a thick quilt.
Bill was about to withdraw his hand when Arabella suddenly grabbed it and held it tightly while her body trembled.
"Don't leave me." She begged.