The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Chapter 3

Derek stared at her, taken aback. "Why would I want to do that? Why would you want to do that?" He asked, beginning to wonder if the whole accident and tears thing had been a ploy to get to him. Evelyn's cheeks burned with a mixture of shame and a strange sense of defiance. The words had tumbled out before she could think.

"I mean," she stammered, her voice barely a whisper,

"do you... find me attractive?"

He stared at her, his blue eyes narrowed in confusion.

The silence stretched between them, thick and heavy.

Evelyn wanted to crawl under the seat and disappear.

This impulsive act, born out of heartbreak, was already spiraling out of control.

Finally, he spoke, his voice carefully neutral. "Yes," he conceded, "but I don't understand. Why would you want to have sex with me?"

Evelyn took a deep, shaky breath. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to run, to get away from this man, this stranger who had witnessed her breakdown.

But the raw, exposed vulnerability within her battled that instinct.

strange calmness in the face of the unknown, a temporary escape from the wreckage of her

her voice hollow. "I just realized I've made a terrible mistake all my life. The worst mistake," she hesitated, tears welling up again, "And I need to make one more mistake before I snap back

one you made

be able to forgive myself for that terrible mistake. Don't try to understand me. The only thing I want from you is

asking for your money. And I don't want to know who you are or your name either. I don't need any of that from you.

unreadable. She could almost see the wheels

across his face. It wasn't a mocking smile, but one touched with understanding, maybe even a hint of

clearly upset. What was the mistake you made? Perhaps

didn't respond and to his utter shock, she began to take off her dress, stripping naked

desire as she walked over

her naked body,

don't think this

temporary reprieve," she said as she

of any hesitation

he carried her over to the bed and laid

kiss he held

about this?" he asked

new resolve hardening in her gaze. She nodded. "Yes," she said, her voice stronger than it had been since their chance

her against the bed and ravaged her lips, while his hands

sex because she thought having sex with a stranger would help her get over the fact that she had been sleeping with a stranger and planning to marry him for the past four years, but something about the way this stranger touched her aroused her far more than Michael's touch