Stella thought that he was really a man which no woman could resist.
If he was serious, no one wouldâve fallen for his eyes.
But why was she not feeling anything? In fact, all that was left in her heart was a little trembling pain.
She shut her eyes and let the man ravage her lips.
It wasnât until when the corner of her lips was bitten and she felt a tingling pain that she saw Weston opening his eyes, looking at her unhappily. âYou canât even concentrate on the kiss, huh?â
Stella grabbed his arms and took a deep breath before saying, âI am hungry.â Sure enough, the manâs eyes changed, and he seemed a little helpless. Then, he sighed beside her neck and rubbed her head.
âLetâs eat.â This was the first time she was willing to cook for him since the reunion So, he would naturally give way to her. Besides, her cooking was very good⦠at least it suited his taste. She paused but still served some food on his plate. âDo you like this?â she asked. He looked at her with great intensity and suddenly put down the cutlery. âSay it. Whatâs the matter?
She was stunned.
Perhaps he must have felt that her intention was a bit obvious. So, she decided not to beat around the bush anymore and said directly, âBefore I get a new job, can I live with Roger for a while?
âNo,â he rebuked directly. Stella knew that he would disagree, but didnât expect him to be so straightforward. She was in a daze for a while, before she put down the cutlery and said gloomily, âOkay.â She stood up and abruptly, the chair noisily dragging on the floor as it was pushed back His face changed. âWhere are you going?â âIâll go to the room.â He rubbed his eyebrows and was exasperated by her. âYou made such a big deal today, just for this? Now that youâre not satisfied, youâre giving me the look?â
Stella stood still and turned her head around, forcing a smile at him. âI am not.â
She knew that if she wanted to live a good life in the future, she could only please him. Weston said nothing. Suddenly, he gestured to her. âCome here.â
She refused to move.
He frowned. âDo you want me to come over and pick you up?â
Only then did she reluctantly walk to him. The next second, she was tugged by him and fell into his arms She was pinned onto his left thigh, not allowed to move around. He tilted her chin and shook her head lightly. âYou donât even have a bite after making a feast. Are you trying to piss me off?â
She said, âI have no appetite.â
âIs it because you donât have an appetite for me, or you donât have an appetite for the food?â
Her eyes flickered and looked away suddenly. âI have no appetite for either.â
She thought he would be angry, but heard his chuckle instead. Then, she felt a stinging pain in the corner of her mouth.
Stella hissed angrily and pushed him away instinctively But the man only tightened his grip. With their foreheads pressing against each otherâs, he said with a deep voice, âSince when did you grow a temper?â She took a deep breath to make her voice sound calm. âI never did. Let me go first.â
âWhat can you do if I donât? Itâs a shame I was happy just now.â He pinched her face and made her look into his eyes. âSo you are doing this for a purpose?â
âDidnât I fail to achieve my purpose?â
She looked straight into his eyes and said, âYou did not grant me my wish anyway. Letâs pretend this is made for you.â
âYouâre good at being coquettish.â Weston was going to be exasperated by her. âJust pretend that it is made for me What do you take me for? What kind of person am I? Do you think you can settle it with just a meal?â
âWhat do you want then?â
âWhat do I want? I am sure you know.â He moved his hands down slowly. âYou have been starving me.â