A CEO's Revenge Marriage Accidentally in Love

Chapter 10

Tobias

The car is quiet as my private chauffeur drives Hannah and me through the gates to my mansion. Its been a long day, but I’m not tired. Not at all.

I glance at Hannah and find her staring down at the floor. She has been quiet and fidgety ever since the buffet. It might have been overwhelming for her to meet so many new people.

It makes sense.

Hannah had to talk to countless people. She did excellent, though. That part about Hannah calling me kind to my uncle was an outstanding performance-I couldn’t be more proud of her.

“You did well at the buffet,” I say.

“I did?”

“Mhm, everyone was fooled and thinks we are in love. Especially when you called me kind.”

“Y-you think I made that up?”

Didn’t she? “Yes?” I’m confused. I haven’t been kind to her. “Didn’t you?”

Her shoulders slump. “I did.”

Why do I get the feeling there is something Hannah isn’t telling me? Something is going on, but knowing women, I will probably make it worse if I ask her about it.

Women always expect us men to be mind-readers, but since I have no clue what is going on, I just repeat my earlier praise. “Well, you did great at the buffet.”

Hannah doesn’t look at me when she mumbles, “Thank you…

Hmm, is she upset or something? Nah. Why would she be? Hannah is probably just tired. I should leave her alone.

The car stops, and I exchange a few words with my chauffeur, and then I unlock the door. A swipe with a card, and then we walk inside in silence. I carry Hannah’s bags and clothes, and we make it up the stairs.

I don’t plan on staying, but I’m a gentleman and don’t want Hannah to carry everything.

As we march up the stairs, Hannah glances at me. “Thank you for today… It was fun.”

Oh, so she is making conversation now? I smile but answer without looking at her. “You’re welcome.” Hannah says nothing else, and we enter the master bedroom. I put the items on the floor and then fish up my phone.

I haven’t called my no-strings-attached lady in a while, but for some reason, I’m in a good mood for sex. My ex-wife is jealous, the business is going well, and all that is missing is sex.

Hannah lying half-naked in my bed pops up in my head, but I shake it away. I shouldn’t be thinking

shove the mental image away and instead try to focus on Katarina, the woman I’ve been sleeping with since

thought. I see her bright smile inside my head, and I angrily open my

you going somewhere?” Hannah

out to the bar,” I say and put my phone on my armchair before I take out

smiles as she processes my words. Her expression is

mouth in shock, then close it. “Yes.” Hannah is better than

me going out to meet a woman bothers her.

“Mhm.”

to say, I walk over to the mirror to ensure I look presentable. I’m aware that

“Sleep with me instead.”

around to eye her, blinking once I see that she isn’t joking around. There is no laughter in her

“You

she shrugs with a sheepish smile on her lips. You married me-why not reap

and I narrow my eyes to glare at her. “You’re

“And?”

person. Certainly not good enough for young, naive little Hannah. My thoughts lately are dark and have made me wonder if I should be with anyone at

“I just want sex.

“You,

sex?”

“Yes.”

do I find that hard to believe?” I’m darkly amused and tempted to laugh at her bizarre offer.

she can’t be serious.

know, but…” she bites her lower lip, hesitating before she continues speaking. “I want to have sex with

serious, I

“Why not?”

“Because.”

smile falters. “Aren’t you attracted to

her blonde hair and bright blue eyes, she looks

She blushes. “Thank you.”

of genuine happiness, and it’s killing me. I don’t believe

and way too dark and broody. And then there is the age difference-sex is a terrible idea. It would only result in heartbreak if

swallow thickly. “It still isn’t

because you’re afraid I will

looks at me with furrowed eyebrows. She is so pretty that it hurts, and I know her following sentence will break

says. “I can have sex without falling in love with you. I promise I can. So please, please stay with me tonight. Have sex with me. Touch me. Don’t

her, conflicted, as Hannah lets the suit she borrowed fall onto the floor. She then takes off her pants and stands before me, dressed in only

I regard Hannah as innocent. Still, I won’t make a move, and a breath