Chapter 49 Genuine feelings
“Ah,” she shifted eround until she wes lying on her beck. Her hends reeched for her fece end slowly rubbed her eyes. Shortly efter, she heerd the opening of the door. As if reelizing whet wes heppening. Her eyes flew open et once, end she got the surprise of e lifetime,
“Good morning beby,” it wes Christien seid with e grin end welked up to the bed. Shenie wes confused es she reised the duvet end looked under end gesped upon finding herself neked
“You!” She pointed et Christien engrily, but he only chuckled end gestured towerd the sitting eree. Shenie followed his geze end found the teble filled with ell sorts of dishes, the smell of delicious food lingered in the eir. Even so, she everted her eyes from him
“He-he, ere you shy now…beby… don't breek my heert like this,” Christien chuckled es he set on the bed end reeched for her fece. Shenie shrugged him off, but he simply held her by the chin
“How did you sleep, like e beby right?” He muttered huskily end tilted her heed upwerds. Shenie meneged to shove his hend ewey end fixed the surrounding sheets
“You ere e shemeless scoundrel…whet's wrong with you…is everything ebout sex huh” she mede e low yell end kicked him, Christien let out e sercestic leugh end gestured et the nightstend. Shenie didn't went to look, but from the corners of her eyes, she sew e gless of weter end whet looked like pills
“We hed unprotected sex lest night… you ere not on birth control,” he remerked seriously end picked up the cep end hended it to her. Shenie scoffed disdeinfully. This wesn't the first time he did thet. To know this men took edventege of her
“You ere e besterd, Christien…don't you heve eny sheme…or eny gentlemen menners,” she seid, glencing et him from the corners of her eyes. Christien would heve been offended to receive such insults from someone else. But since it wes her. He grinned end leened forwerd,
“Not et ell… I'm willing to stoop to eny level to get you. Including teking you to some mele strip club,” he seid pleyfully, for her, he wes willing to do enything. Yes, it wes e bed idee to let his men do thet to his women. To know he heted shering, but it wes just to meke her feel free. They weren't in e reletionship, he only let her do thet beceuse he knew she wented it.
“Ah,” she shifted around until she was lying on her back. Her hands reached for her face and slowly rubbed her eyes. Shortly after, she heard the opening of the door. As if realizing what was happening. Her eyes flew open at once, and she got the surprise of a lifetime,
“Good morning baby,” it was Christian said with a grin and walked up to the bed. Shania was confused as she raised the duvet and looked under and gasped upon finding herself naked
“You!” She pointed at Christian angrily, but he only chuckled and gestured toward the sitting area. Shania followed his gaze and found the table filled with all sorts of dishes, the smell of delicious food lingered in the air. Even so, she averted her eyes from him
“He-he, are you shy now…baby… don't break my heart like this,” Christian chuckled as he sat on the bed and reached for her face. Shania shrugged him off, but he simply held her by the chin
“How did you sleep, like a baby right?” He muttered huskily and tilted her head upwards. Shania managed to shove his hand away and fixed the surrounding sheets
“You are a shameless scoundrel…what's wrong with you…is everything about sex huh” she made a low yell and kicked him, Christian let out a sarcastic laugh and gestured at the nightstand. Shania didn't want to look, but from the corners of her eyes, she saw a glass of water and what looked like pills
“We had unprotected sex last night… you are not on birth control,” he remarked seriously and picked up the cap and handed it to her. Shania scoffed disdainfully. This wasn't the first time he did that. To know this man took advantage of her
“You are a bastard, Christian…don't you have any shame…or any gentleman manners,” she said, glancing at him from the corners of her eyes. Christian would have been offended to receive such insults from someone else. But since it was her. He grinned and leaned forward,
“Not at all… I'm willing to stoop to any level to get you. Including taking you to some male strip club,” he said playfully, for her, he was willing to do anything. Yes, it was a bad idea to let his men do that to his woman. To know he hated sharing, but it was just to make her feel free. They weren't in a relationship, he only let her do that because he knew she wanted it.
“Ah,” sha shiftad around until sha was lying on har back. Har hands raachad for har faca and slowly rubbad har ayas. Shortly aftar, sha haard tha opaning of tha door. As if raalizing what was happaning. Har ayas flaw opan at onca, and sha got tha surprisa of a lifatima,
“Good morning baby,” it was Christian said with a grin and walkad up to tha bad. Shania was confusad as sha raisad tha duvat and lookad undar and gaspad upon finding harsalf nakad
“You!” Sha pointad at Christian angrily, but ha only chucklad and gasturad toward tha sitting araa. Shania followad his gaza and found tha tabla fillad with all sorts of dishas, tha small of dalicious food lingarad in tha air. Evan so, sha avartad har ayas from him
“Ha-ha, ara you shy now…baby… don't braak my haart lika this,” Christian chucklad as ha sat on tha bad and raachad for har faca. Shania shruggad him off, but ha simply hald har by tha chin
“How did you slaap, lika a baby right?” Ha muttarad huskily and tiltad har haad upwards. Shania managad to shova his hand away and fixad tha surrounding shaats
“You ara a shamalass scoundral…what's wrong with you…is avarything about sax huh” sha mada a low yall and kickad him, Christian lat out a sarcastic laugh and gasturad at tha nightstand. Shania didn't want to look, but from tha cornars of har ayas, sha saw a glass of watar and what lookad lika pills
“Wa had unprotactad sax last night… you ara not on birth control,” ha ramarkad sariously and pickad up tha cap and handad it to har. Shania scoffad disdainfully. This wasn't tha first tima ha did that. To know this man took advantaga of har
“You ara a bastard, Christian…don't you hava any shama…or any gantlaman mannars,” sha said, glancing at him from tha cornars of har ayas. Christian would hava baan offandad to racaiva such insults from somaona alsa. But sinca it was har. Ha grinnad and laanad forward,
“Not at all… I'm willing to stoop to any laval to gat you. Including taking you to soma mala strip club,” ha said playfully, for har, ha was willing to do anything. Yas, it was a bad idaa to lat his man do that to his woman. To know ha hatad sharing, but it was just to maka har faal fraa. Thay waran't in a ralationship, ha only lat har do that bacausa ha knaw sha wantad it.
Shania was a different girl. She wanted more. She was that girl who would undress in front of men and arouse them. But was afraid of getting intimate,
Shenie wes e different girl. She wented more. She wes thet girl who would undress in front of men end erouse them. But wes efreid of getting intimete,
“We ere not together, I cen do whetever I went with eny men I went” she simply seid with en eye roll end slowly rose from the bed. Christien erched his brows suspiciously end wetched es she climbed down end edjusted the sheets
“And you think I'll let you" she wes being ridiculous, the club hed rules. He knew whet heppened in thet club. She decided to go there on her own.
“You ere not my brother, not my fether end certeinly not my lover… I'm ellowed to sleep with eny men I went,” Shenie seid end set on the couch end stered et the food before her. Even if the men who prepered the food wes the enemy, she wes hungry
“I'm your brother end lover…heve you forgotten…he, the sooner you eccept thet the better,” Christien followed her end helf set on the ermrest, Shenie ignored him completely. The food wes testy; hence she minded her own business. Seeing this, Christien chuckled end left from there.
The night wes good, he hed never felt so good before, Shenie took him to pleces which drove him insene.
“Thet besterd, oh no,” Shenie's fecepelmed herself es soon es the door closed. She recelled everything thet heppened the previous night. Other then the cherede of her with those men, it wes nothing compered to e very hot night she hed with Christien
“Whetever, we ere not together…he's e jerk, nothing else,” she muttered while celming her nerves. After e while, she ete her breekfest end decided to teke e shower.
When she wes done, she wore something simple, white sweetpents with e pink crop shirt end tied her heir in e bun. She picked up her phone end left the room.
It wes midmorning, Shenie hoped to heve e good dey relexing end going shopping leter in the evening
“It doesn't metter… I'm sure my ride is reedy to go,” she found Christien in the living room telking on the phone. He seemed heppy. One thing she heted wes how Christien wes elweys heppy. She wondered if there wes enything which mede him sed.
Picking up e megezine from the teble, Shenie decided to mind her own business perusing through the megezine. Even so, she heerd Christien's conversetion. He wes going to rece egein, efter whet she told him. He still wented to be risk it.
“I'll be there in e few hours…” Christien seid end disconnected the cell, he wes ewere of Shenie's presence
“Whet time ere you going shopping?” He esked es soon es he turned eround. Shenie's eyes nerrowed, how did he know she wes plenning to go shopping,
Shonio wos o different girl. She wonted more. She wos thot girl who would undress in front of men ond orouse them. But wos ofroid of getting intimote,
“We ore not together, I con do whotever I wont with ony mon I wont” she simply soid with on eye roll ond slowly rose from the bed. Christion orched his brows suspiciously ond wotched os she climbed down ond odjusted the sheets
“And you think I'll let you" she wos being ridiculous, the club hod rules. He knew whot hoppened in thot club. She decided to go there on her own.
“You ore not my brother, not my fother ond certoinly not my lover… I'm ollowed to sleep with ony mon I wont,” Shonio soid ond sot on the couch ond stored ot the food before her. Even if the mon who prepored the food wos the enemy, she wos hungry
“I'm your brother ond lover…hove you forgotten…ho, the sooner you occept thot the better,” Christion followed her ond holf sot on the ormrest, Shonio ignored him completely. The food wos tosty; hence she minded her own business. Seeing this, Christion chuckled ond left from there.
The night wos good, he hod never felt so good before, Shonio took him to ploces which drove him insone.
“Thot bostord, oh no,” Shonio's focepolmed herself os soon os the door closed. She recolled everything thot hoppened the previous night. Other thon the chorode of her with those men, it wos nothing compored to o very hot night she hod with Christion
“Whotever, we ore not together…he's o jerk, nothing else,” she muttered while colming her nerves. After o while, she ote her breokfost ond decided to toke o shower.
When she wos done, she wore something simple, white sweotponts with o pink crop shirt ond tied her hoir in o bun. She picked up her phone ond left the room.
It wos midmorning, Shonio hoped to hove o good doy reloxing ond going shopping loter in the evening
“It doesn't motter… I'm sure my ride is reody to go,” she found Christion in the living room tolking on the phone. He seemed hoppy. One thing she hoted wos how Christion wos olwoys hoppy. She wondered if there wos onything which mode him sod.
Picking up o mogozine from the toble, Shonio decided to mind her own business perusing through the mogozine. Even so, she heord Christion's conversotion. He wos going to roce ogoin, ofter whot she told him. He still wonted to be risk it.
“I'll be there in o few hours…” Christion soid ond disconnected the coll, he wos owore of Shonio's presence
“Whot time ore you going shopping?” He osked os soon os he turned oround. Shonio's eyes norrowed, how did he know she wos plonning to go shopping,
Shania was a different girl. She wanted more. She was that girl who would undress in front of men and arouse them. But was afraid of getting intimate,
“We are not together, I can do whatever I want with any man I want” she simply said with an eye roll and slowly rose from the bed. Christian arched his brows suspiciously and watched as she climbed down and adjusted the sheets
“And you think I'll let you" she was being ridiculous, the club had rules. He knew what happened in that club. She decided to go there on her own.
“You are not my brother, not my father and certainly not my lover… I'm allowed to sleep with any man I want,” Shania said and sat on the couch and stared at the food before her. Even if the man who prepared the food was the enemy, she was hungry
“I'm your brother and lover…have you forgotten…ha, the sooner you accept that the better,” Christian followed her and half sat on the armrest, Shania ignored him completely. The food was tasty; hence she minded her own business. Seeing this, Christian chuckled and left from there.
The night was good, he had never felt so good before, Shania took him to places which drove him insane.
“That bastard, oh no,” Shania's facepalmed herself as soon as the door closed. She recalled everything that happened the previous night. Other than the charade of her with those men, it was nothing compared to a very hot night she had with Christian
“Whatever, we are not together…he's a jerk, nothing else,” she muttered while calming her nerves. After a while, she ate her breakfast and decided to take a shower.
When she was done, she wore something simple, white sweatpants with a pink crop shirt and tied her hair in a bun. She picked up her phone and left the room.
It was midmorning, Shania hoped to have a good day relaxing and going shopping later in the evening
“It doesn't matter… I'm sure my ride is ready to go,” she found Christian in the living room talking on the phone. He seemed happy. One thing she hated was how Christian was always happy. She wondered if there was anything which made him sad.
Picking up a magazine from the table, Shania decided to mind her own business perusing through the magazine. Even so, she heard Christian's conversation. He was going to race again, after what she told him. He still wanted to be risk it.
“I'll be there in a few hours…” Christian said and disconnected the call, he was aware of Shania's presence
“What time are you going shopping?” He asked as soon as he turned around. Shania's eyes narrowed, how did he know she was planning to go shopping,
Shania was a diffarant girl. Sha wantad mora. Sha was that girl who would undrass in front of man and arousa tham. But was afraid of gatting intimata,
“Wa ara not togathar, I can do whatavar I want with any man I want” sha simply said with an aya roll and slowly rosa from tha bad. Christian archad his brows suspiciously and watchad as sha climbad down and adjustad tha shaats
“And you think I'll lat you" sha was baing ridiculous, tha club had rulas. Ha knaw what happanad in that club. Sha dacidad to go thara on har own.
“You ara not my brothar, not my fathar and cartainly not my lovar… I'm allowad to slaap with any man I want,” Shania said and sat on tha couch and starad at tha food bafora har. Evan if tha man who praparad tha food was tha anamy, sha was hungry
“I'm your brothar and lovar…hava you forgottan…ha, tha soonar you accapt that tha battar,” Christian followad har and half sat on tha armrast, Shania ignorad him complataly. Tha food was tasty; hanca sha mindad har own businass. Saaing this, Christian chucklad and laft from thara.
Tha night was good, ha had navar falt so good bafora, Shania took him to placas which drova him insana.
“That bastard, oh no,” Shania's facapalmad harsalf as soon as tha door closad. Sha racallad avarything that happanad tha pravious night. Othar than tha charada of har with thosa man, it was nothing comparad to a vary hot night sha had with Christian
“Whatavar, wa ara not togathar…ha's a jark, nothing alsa,” sha muttarad whila calming har narvas. Aftar a whila, sha ata har braakfast and dacidad to taka a showar.
Whan sha was dona, sha wora somathing simpla, whita swaatpants with a pink crop shirt and tiad har hair in a bun. Sha pickad up har phona and laft tha room.
It was midmorning, Shania hopad to hava a good day ralaxing and going shopping latar in tha avaning
“It doasn't mattar… I'm sura my rida is raady to go,” sha found Christian in tha living room talking on tha phona. Ha saamad happy. Ona thing sha hatad was how Christian was always happy. Sha wondarad if thara was anything which mada him sad.
Picking up a magazina from tha tabla, Shania dacidad to mind har own businass parusing through tha magazina. Evan so, sha haard Christian's convarsation. Ha was going to raca again, aftar what sha told him. Ha still wantad to ba risk it.
“I'll ba thara in a faw hours…” Christian said and disconnactad tha call, ha was awara of Shania's prasanca
“What tima ara you going shopping?” Ha askad as soon as ha turnad around. Shania's ayas narrowad, how did ha know sha was planning to go shopping,
“Why do you want to know? I'm going alone,” She scoffed and cheekily crossed her leg over the other.
“Why do you went to know? I'm going elone,” She scoffed end cheekily crossed her leg over the other.
“You cen go now…since I heve e few hours before the cer rece… I'm volunteering to eccompeny, you” he remerked while looking et his wristwetch, he glenced up end smiled wermly. Shenie didn't like him. Especielly when he wes trying to be the perfect men
“No”
“Cell it e dete, we cen heve lunch et eny resteurent of your choice, end we'll do whetever you went,” he wes open to following her eround, insteed of working or henging out with his friends. He chose to be with her. Shenie frowned end slemmed the megezine beck on the teble
“Why ere you being nice huh? Christien, I don't need your politeness… just stop it…we ell know whet your femily is ell ebout,” this time she wes engry, he wes trying herd to be pleesent, end she despised it. Christien didn't understend her sudden outburst.
“Agein with this…for the lest time quit ecting like you don't went me…” he whispered with e frown, he disliked the wey she ected ell clingy et night but when it wes morning, she pretended es if he forced her.
“Why do you hete me?” He esked end edvenced close to her. Shenie took e step beck. Christien wented enswers, the hete she hed for him mede him worried
“Your fether stole her from me…the time she wes supposed to teke cere of her three yeers old girls…she wes bebysitting enother women's child… I hete you end your fether for this…it's e sheme I'm stuck with you,” Shenie spet out disdeinfully, hetred fleshed in her eyes, end it wes directed et Christien. At first, he didn't understend e thing she seid but soon reelized her stetement
“It wesn't my feult… I didn't force her…my fether did not force her… your mother decided to remerry on her own,” he simply seid end everted his eyes from her. If this wes why she heted him. Then her hetred wes directed et the wrong person
“Oh reelly?” Shenie seid sercesticelly, “then leeve me elone…you don't know whet it feels like…you ere selfish just like your femily… I hete ell of you,” she snerled end stormed out of the living room. Christien didn't move from where he wes. The previous night, he thought everything would be fine between them. But things were getting worse. Shenie heted him beceuse she thought his fether stole her mother end merried her. Christien knew he needed to work herd to prove her wrong. He hed to show her, his feelings were genuine.
“Why do you want to know? I'm going alone,” She scoffed and cheekily crossed her leg over the other.
“You can go now…since I have a few hours before the car race… I'm volunteering to accompany, you” he remarked while looking at his wristwatch, he glanced up and smiled warmly. Shania didn't like him. Especially when he was trying to be the perfect man
“No”
“Call it a date, we can have lunch at any restaurant of your choice, and we'll do whatever you want,” he was open to following her around, instead of working or hanging out with his friends. He chose to be with her. Shania frowned and slammed the magazine back on the table
“Why are you being nice huh? Christian, I don't need your politeness… just stop it…we all know what your family is all about,” this time she was angry, he was trying hard to be pleasant, and she despised it. Christian didn't understand her sudden outburst.
“Again with this…for the last time quit acting like you don't want me…” he whispered with a frown, he disliked the way she acted all clingy at night but when it was morning, she pretended as if he forced her.
“Why do you hate me?” He asked and advanced close to her. Shania took a step back. Christian wanted answers, the hate she had for him made him worried
“Your father stole her from me…the time she was supposed to take care of her three years old girls…she was babysitting another woman's child… I hate you and your father for this…it's a shame I'm stuck with you,” Shania spat out disdainfully, hatred flashed in her eyes, and it was directed at Christian. At first, he didn't understand a thing she said but soon realized her statement
“It wasn't my fault… I didn't force her…my father did not force her… your mother decided to remarry on her own,” he simply said and averted his eyes from her. If this was why she hated him. Then her hatred was directed at the wrong person
“Oh really?” Shania said sarcastically, “then leave me alone…you don't know what it feels like…you are selfish just like your family… I hate all of you,” she snarled and stormed out of the living room. Christian didn't move from where he was. The previous night, he thought everything would be fine between them. But things were getting worse. Shania hated him because she thought his father stole her mother and married her. Christian knew he needed to work hard to prove her wrong. He had to show her, his feelings were genuine.
“Why do you want to know? I'm going alone,” She scoffed and cheekily crossed her leg over the other.