Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 304

Then he continues to the bar with a flurry of women in tow.

Damn it!

I’m crushed, my racing mind thinking up all sorts of explanations for his quiet absence over this week where he’s could be, what he’s been doing.

Now all clear to me, he’s not mourning his loss.

He looks arrogant, confident and sickeningly handsome just like he did on the day I met him.

They are all familiar traits to me, but right now, they are all enhanced. He knows the effect he’s having on me and all of the other women dribbling at his heels.

Uncertainty and raging jealously are strangling me, and I’m still staring at him, watching as he assaults the women surrounding him with that f**king face, making them disintegrate on the spot.

Oh yes, there he is, my husband, Feng Teng. The perfect man who looking like he’s just landed from planet of Greek knight.

Just then my eyes got narrow as I watch a red dress woman approach my husband and stroke his arm.

What shameless bitch!

So I literally hold myself from attacking that woman with my flaming anger.

Gosh! But he clearly not that bothered about I’ve left him since last two week. Then I must crazy for have a thought that he would bothered so much since the day I left him. In fact, he infront me now look perfect, and healthy. He doesn’t look like what I’ve imangined, skinny and mess up or drunken as before.

So I laugh to myself.

Can’t leave without me? It certainly doesn’t look like it, he f**king living fine without me after all.

HAHAHAHAHA

I’m the most stupid one for believing his words.

Then I’m aware of the silence at our table, so I drag my eyes away from my bastard husband and find my best friend has watching me closely. Even Fu Heng along with Yi Lan scuffing her ridiculous heels on the bar floor in an awkward silence.

I shake my head on a little laugh and take a massive swig of the wine I’ve been carefully sipping, flicking my eyes briefly over in his direction.

He knows I’m watching him. But I don’t care.

If he wants to play games, then I’m willing, and I don’t plan of settling with him for anything less even though he would give me a mountain of diamond. I won’t let that ever happen.

“Let’s go, we need to sway too,” I down the rest of my wine and slam the glass on the bar before pushing my way through the small crowds until I find myself on the dance floor.

When I turn around, I find my three loyal friends have all joined me. SiSi looks quite nervous. I make a snatch for her wine, but she swipes it away.

“Don’t be stupid, darling,” she warns seriously.

“Don’t forget that you’re pregnant.” She warns me soflty.

Then I’m trying to piece together something to counter her back, but nothing is coming to me, so in an act of complete stupidity, I turn and stomp over to the bar stool. And I know he’s still watching me, and I know SiSi, too, but it doesn’t stop me from ordering and then downing a fresh glass in one foul swoop before returning to the floor.

“What a stubborn ass! What are you trying to prove here Wei Lin?” SiSi yells at me.

“If it’s because you wanted to prove that you are a bitchy, then you’re succeeding.” Her words would probably hit a nerve if the alcohol wasn’t getting in the way.

Still I don’t care.

Just then I’m distracted from my pissed off friend by Yi Lan squeal, her eyes lighting up when the DJ launches Bang Bang Bang by Big Bang. She then pounces on me.

“Get me a whistle, Bang Bang Bang! Oh yeah!” Yi Lan shout at the crowd.

I shut my mind down, cancelling out all thoughts of my infuriating man, and let the music take me, my body falling into sync with the track, my arms rising above my head and my eyes closing. So I’m in a world of my own.

My only awareness is of the loud music and me at the centre of it.

Now I’m lost. All the feeling and sense got numb.

Silently I’ve got devastated.

But I know my husband is near. He watching me closely as I can sense him. I caneven smell his fresh minty scent closing to me, and in a few second I counted silently in my mind.

Three. Two…. One!

Then there he is, his touch feeling.

My arms slowly fall as I feel his palm slide across my stomach, his groin pressing into my lower back, his hot breath in my ear. Now I’m all surrounded by my beloved husband, and even though I must be pushing him away, but I didn’t.

My blank mind remains blank, and I start moving with him as he kisses my neck, his hard pushing behind my back. So I’m powerless to stop my head from falling slightly to the side, giving him better access. My throat’s taut, making me hyper-sensitive to his firm tongue, which is trailing straight up my vein until he’s at me ear, breathing heavy, hot, controlled breaths.

Oh, God. I can’t help it. I m.o.a.n and push myself back, further into him.

The music seems to get louder, his handling of me more severe and before I can open my eyes, I’m being dragged from the dance floor. I wish I could try to stop him, but I don’t. So I follow his lead until I’m being pulled through the corridor towards the toilets, everything around me seeming slow and slurred as I focus only on his broad back in front of me.

As we approach the end of the passageway, I glance back and see doormen watching us, then Feng Teng turns and gives him the nod before opening the door to a disabled toilet and pushing me inside.

The door is swiftly shut, the lock flipped and within a second, I’m getting pushed up against the wall by his body. The music got louder, and I look up, seeing integrated speakers in the ceiling, but my face is soon yanked back down.

Our eyes meet.

His glaze are dark, completely smoked out and his lips are slightly parted. So I’m panting as he takes my wrists and pulls them up, pinning them on either side of my head before he leans in and takes my bottom lips between his teeth and bites down, then pulls away, dragging it between his grip. I’ve lost all control of my bodily reactions.

My belly is turning, shifting the thump that’s hammering away inside of me straight down to my core. I’m desperate for him, but the placing of my hands and his hard body compressed to mine is preventing me from moving anything but my head, so I reach forward with my lips, but he ducks my aim. This is going to be on his terms.

His lips hover over mine, only millimetres from my reach. His hot, minty breath heats my face, but then he pulls away. He’s teasing me. I’m waiting for him to ask if I want him, and I’m more than ready to blurt my answer.

My husky voice breaks in.

“Kiss me now, hubby,” I’m begging and I’m aware of myself, but I don’t care.

All I want and need him all over me. His face is completely impassive as he flexes his grip on my wrists and increases the pressure of his body against mine. He slowly moves his face forward, his orbs eyes penetrating me completely, and tickles my lips with his. I m.o.a.n and try to capture them, but he pulls away again, still poker-faced, still completely controlled. Then he leaving me hanging on.

Not me, though. I’m about to go crazy with desperation. Then I follow him.

When I searching him through the crowded and found him was standing at the bar stool with a glass of clear liquid in one hand, and in his other… a woman’s arse.

Just then, I see a red dress woman.

I yank my hand from SiSi and steam towards my f**ked up, f**king bastard husband.

“Hey, Wei Wei. I need to leave!” SiSi calls.

I ignore her and took my way through the crowd.

He looks up and clocks me, but his eyes don’t widen, he doesn’t look guilty or like he’s been caught out.

Why would he? He knows I’m here because he just f**ked me and marked me in the toilets.

When I catch a glimpse of Kevin, who looks more fearful than Feng Teng at my eager approach. The first thing I do when I reach him has snatched the glass from his hand and down it.

It’s water.

I throw it to the floor, the smashing of glass only just breaking the loud roar of music and chatting, then I pivot towards the woman, who now has her hand on my husband tight arse.

“Get your dirty handoff from him!” I yell in her face, physically removing her hand from Feng Teng.

And I don’t need to repeat the move when it comes to Feng Teng palm on her backside.

That has already been wisely removed, and there is no need for me to repeat my words, either. The woman’s eyes widen and she backs away cautiously.

It’s probably the most sensible move she’s ever made.

Now all I feel lethal.

“What the f**k are you trying to do?” I scream at him.

His eyebrows raise slowly, a hint of a smirk breaking the corner of his lush mouth. It’s the first emotional reaction I’ve gotten from him since he walked into the bar. But he doesn’t say anything.

“You better answer me!” I yell through all the noise and crowd.