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.

bed pops up in my head, but I shake it away. I shouldn’t be thinking about a naked

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

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

you going somewhere?” Hannah

I say and put my phone on my armchair before I take out a new suit from my wardrobe. I look at Hannah over my

words. Her expression is one I haven’t seen her wear before.

“Yes.” Hannah is better than I thought at

me going out to meet a woman

“Mhm.”

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

“Sleep with me instead.”

almost choke. “E-excuse me?” I turn around to eye her, blinking once I see

“You

with a

make no sense, and I narrow my eyes to glare at her. “You’re

“And?”

for young, naive little Hannah. My thoughts lately are dark and have made

“I just want sex.

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

sex?”

“Yes.”

that hard to believe?” I’m darkly amused

she can’t be serious.

she bites her lower lip, hesitating before she continues

I growl.

“Why not?”

“Because.”

“Aren’t you

up. With her blonde hair and

She blushes. “Thank you.”

happiness, and it’s killing me. I don’t believe in love-it terrifies me.

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

swallow thickly. “It still isn’t

because you’re afraid

at her blunt question, and Hannah steps forward and looks at me with furrowed eyebrows. She is so pretty that it hurts, and I know her following

with you. I promise I can. So please, please stay with me tonight. Have sex with me. Touch me. Don’t go out

floor. She then takes off her pants and stands before me, dressed in only her

that looks good on her even though I regard Hannah as innocent. Still, I won’t make a move, and a breath of a laugh