Billionaire's Bounty Cost Of Love And Revenge novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Asher’s POV

She walked into the beach house, her eyes staring admiringly at the breathtaking view of the beach. She turned her gaze to me; I was standing by the doorway, watching her adoringly.

“Wow, this is stunning,” she commented. As she spun around, I took out my camera and snapped a few pictures of her. She didn’t seem bothered by it and even posed for a few.

I smiled at her and extended a hand. “Come on.” She slipped her hand into mine. The beach house was cozy and private, a one–bedroom apartment with a small living room and a kitchen. It was the only house within the large area of the beach, so aside from the workers on the property, we had it all to ourselves.

As I led her into the room, her eyes widened in surprise. She turned around to peer at me. “There’s only one bed,” she noted. “No couch?”

I shrugged nonchalantly. “Ivy, I didn’t come on vacation to sleep on a couch.”

She sighed in defeat and walked past me. “You’re exhausting, Asher,” she said as she crashed on the bed. “You know, you’re probably going to regret this more than you think you’ll enjoy it…”

I was too distracted by the sight of her lying on the bed, her hair sprawled behind her, her dress bunched up, exposing her thighs even more.

She caught my gaze, quickly sat upright, and pulled down her dress. Her cheeks were heated as she stared at me.

“Well, this is going to be fun,” I whispered, a small smirk creeping up on my lips.

I walked in on Ivy, clad only in a towel around her chest, drying her hair with another towel. She didn’t notice me immediately, and I stared at her in silence. Of course, I had purposely picked out this house for our honeymoon so we would be stuck in one place together, but for a moment, I had forgotten that I left the room to give her time to freshen up, on her insistence.

She spotted me, her eyes widened in shock, her mouth gaping open, and then she screamed. It was honestly not the reaction I was expecting. I burst into laughter when she yelled my name. “Asher!”

I shrugged. “I’m sorry, love. It’s one of the things about sharing a room. I completely forgot you were, well.” I gestured towards her. My eyes raked her body unashamedly. Her hair was beautifully wet, and my eyes followed the water droplets trickling down her porcelain skin and between her cleavage. The towel was dropping low, making me wonder if it was properly fastened. She took a few steps backward.

The red glow on her cheeks was all the indication I needed that she was excited, but the stubborn scowl on her face said otherwise. I had to wait to see how this played out, and quite frankly, I was enjoying the view too much to move an inch.

“Could you please give me some privacy, Asher?” she asked. “I can’t believe I have to spell it out.”

I gawked at her. “No.”

Her eyes widened in shock. I couldn’t say what answer she was expecting, but it was definitely not that.

“What do you mean, no?” she asked, clutching the towel tightly around her chest.

My gaze wandered to her bare legs. “I meant exactly that,” I answered. “No, I’m not leaving the room. I’d like to watch you

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Chapter 22

dry yourself and slip into that pretty lacy nightwear and undies you have laid out.”

Both our eyes turned to the sheer lace white thong and nightdress on the bed. My gaze darkened as I imagined her in it. “Quite an interesting choice of clothing for a woman on vacation with a man she claims she doesn’t want to be intimate with…”

Her face flushed, and she averted her gaze.

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I pulled out the lone chair in the room and placed it a few yards away from where she stood. “Truth be told, I’d like to watch you get naked in the bath,” I said, sitting down on the chair. “I’d like to watch the soap suds slide off your bare skin. I’d love to stare long and hard at your naked body, Ivy. I know you know that. So no, I’m not going to leave here. I can’t pretend I don’t want to see you naked. So you’re just going to have to do it with me here, watching you.” My voice was huskier than I intended.

I could see the contemplation in her eyes as she weighed her options. The moment she looked up at me with that stubbornness in her eyes, I knew it was on. I smirked at her as she secured the towel around her chest. I was staring straight at her as she walked up to the bed and picked up the thong. I knew she was too stubborn to go back into the bathroom, and so was I. I didn’t budge, not even when she slowly slipped her legs into it. I was still staring when she pulled it up to her waist.

I swallowed, wanting to see more. Heck, I wished the towel would drop off her chest so I could see her perky boobs and her ass in those thongs. I would be patient, but I wouldn’t make it easy for her.

She threw the nightdress over her head and put the towel away. The short show was over, but my dick was still straining in my pants. When she came out again a few minutes later, her hair was dry.

“I’m too tired to deal with you, Asher. I really am,” she said before climbing into bed.

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