Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 388 Apprehension

Jonathan's words, delivered in his lazy, roguish tone, made Rose stiffen. When she caught the wicked gleam in his eyes, she immediately knew what he meant to do.

As his handsome face inched closer, she instinctively drew back. However, his hand, which cupped the back of her head, kept her from pulling away. She could feel his breath tickling her cheek, his mouth dangerously close to her neck.

His teeth were about to graze her skin when she suddenly cried out, "You were clear! You made yourself very clear!"

Jonathan stopped, but that did not mean he was pleased with her surrender. She hadn't so much as batted an eye when she said those cruel things to him He had to punish her to soothe his wounded soul and pride.

"What did I say?" he whispered into the crook between her neck and shoulder. Rose's body tingled at his playful, devilish tone. When she did not answer immediately, he prompted in a velvety voice, "Hmm?"

He was demanding a response. What did he say? Rose picked through Jonathan's words from moments ago, her face warming.

Jonathan repeated lazily, his lips brushing against her skin, "What did I say?"

Not daring to dawdle, Rose blurted, "I'm yours... I'm yours!" Blood rushed to her cheeks as soon as the words left her mouth.

Thankfully, Jonathan stopped teasing her after that. Satisfied, he reluctantly pulled away from her and took in the blush on her cheeks, illuminated by the street light overhead. Judging by her glistening eyes, she was flustered.

He did not hide his satisfaction as he pointed out with faint amusement, "Well, you didn't have to say it twice. But at least you've made your undying and unrequited love for me crystal clear."

Rose gaped at him. Undying and unrequited love? When she met the wicked amusement in his eyes, she snapped, "You... You baited me!" He must have. "Mm-hmm," Jonathan answered insouciantly, nodding. Just as she struggled to shake off his grip, he released her. "You're mine. You will always be mine."

The domineering edge of his tone belied his tender gaze. He did not wait for Rose to respond-not that he particularly cared what she had to say-before caressing her face and muttering, "Go in. It's getting cold out here."

He had gotten over his plan to pull Rose into the car and abduct her. She was still mourning over Oliver, and he knew how sentimental she was. She had long since accepted Oliver as family, and she would observe the mourning period out of loyalty.

temptation. She could be sitting next to him and doing nothing, and he would still want to pull her

withdrew his gaze. If he stayed any longer, he might change his mind and

"Finley, drive," he ordered.

still tightly closed. When he heard Jonathan's order, the first question

the conversation with Rose earlier. Finley shook his head. No!

woken up from a nap and missed the exchange between

he had a feeling that the imposing man in the

down the street away from Young Estate, Jonathan looked into the rearview mirror and

silhouette grew smaller as the distance between them grew, and she disappeared entirely when the car

he immediately recognized the jacket draped over her shoulders. It belonged to Jonathan, and Miles wondered if she had

gaze and felt an odd feeling course through him, but he suppressed

he showered and pulled on a change of clothes. Half an hour

...

the

been

again. It seemed that Jonathan was intent on keeping watch over Rose, if not keeping her company in spirit. How had Finley not noticed how clingy the man

that's happening in the Young family, I don't think Mrs. Finch will be

man if he said, "like a chick following its mother hen", so he wisely

and find an excuse to see Rose, but the man simply

several more cars pulled up outside Young Estate. Only then did Jonathan open his

the important people in

at some point dropped by Young Estate to pay their last respects to him. Dozens of luxury cars were parked outside

aback when he saw Jonathan. He knew something was going on between Rose and

Jonathan and Miles