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.

I shake it away. I shouldn’t be thinking about a naked

focus on Katarina,

see

going

before I take out a new suit from my wardrobe. I look at Hannah over my shoulder. “I need

expression is one

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

Hannah tries to keep her bright smile, but I can tell me

“Mhm.”

to the mirror to ensure I look presentable. I’m aware that Hannah is observing me, but I

“Sleep with me instead.”

see that she

“You

with a sheepish smile on her lips. You married

no sense, and I narrow my eyes to glare at her.

“And?”

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

“I just want sex.

suddenness of her words makes me laugh. “You, Hannah, the dreamer and the

sex?”

“Yes.”

that hard to believe?” I’m darkly amused and tempted

she can’t be serious.

lower lip, hesitating before she continues speaking. “I want

serious, I growl. “Well, it isn’t

“Why not?”

“Because.”

falters. “Aren’t you

With her blonde hair and bright blue eyes, she looks like an angel. That’s not it. You’re

She blushes. “Thank you.”

to be a mistake. Hannah’s face is one of genuine happiness, and it’s killing me. I don’t believe

a pessimist and way too dark and broody. And then there is the age difference-sex

thickly. “It

because you’re afraid I will

with furrowed eyebrows. She is so pretty that it hurts, and I

have sex without falling in love with you. I promise I can. So please, please stay with me tonight. Have

she borrowed fall onto the floor. She then takes off her pants and

a daring color that looks good on her even though I regard Hannah as innocent. Still, I won’t make a move,