Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty

Chapter 34: Why Are You So Mean to Me?

"I'm not desperate at all. Even Master Lopez was dying to see me. Plus, how many men downstairs have wanted to meet me?"

Olivier's lips thinned in a white line.

"But I am desperate for you," Fleur said with a smile "Come on, don't be angry. I've known you for three days and I've only been coaxing you all this while."

"..."

Olivier's chest thumped as he grit out: "F*ck off!"

Fleur did not.

"Why don't I make you something to eat?" Fleur's bright eyes shone. Her voice scratched at Olivier like a cat's playful paw, or occasionally sharp claws.

......

Olivier closed his eyes and loosened up the moment Fleur left. The tension on his face took a while to fade away.

Maybe it had been a while...having done it once three days ago was clearly not enough, hence why he was so...reactive.

Olivier looked at Master Lopez on the monitor. He was shouting at the camera, mouthing, "I will see her today and none of you can stop me!"

A hint of mockery lingered in his eyes.

Just then: "Ah! Olivier!"

Fleur's cry rang out from the enjoined suite in the office. Olivier rose and went immediately.

Some meat and a chopping board were splayed on the floor. One of Fleur's hands was stained with blood while the other gripped a knife. Olivier took the blade away and placed her hand under the tap's flowing water.

"Ow. That hurts."

"It won't kill you," Olivier said lowly. The moment Fleur's finger left the water, blood gushed out once more.

Whether or not it truly hurt, Fleur acted as if it did. She nudged weakly into his arms. "It hurts," she said.

Olivier pulled her by the hair away from his body, to which Fleur grumbled, "Who does this..."

He walked out. Fleur trailed along.

was still oozing from her finger. Olivier had already sat down and continued watching the surveillance

aid kit and her bleeding hand on his lap, "Hurry or the blood might

Olivier stared at her.

the trash can

glance, Olivier squeezed

gushed out. Fleur

"Olivier..."

doing this on

bleed

cleaning up the wound with a sterilized cotton

did not whine, only leaned against him as he worked. After a while she ducked her head down and

quick, painful work of

her at all. He had no patience, no temperance, and was not gentlemanly at

She lifted his shirt and buried her face beneath it, watching the

resembling a centipede. Fleur gently blew at

certain stiffness occurred, followed by a

"..."

away. Her eyes were beaming as she looked at

have a death wish?" Olivier grunted, wrapping her hand up with

your scar. I'm concerned about

"Get up!"

don't I lie down

had snapped. Fleur slowly got up as told, only

me?" She complained,

a reason for me to be nice to

causing biting pain

and watch the tape. I'll keep on making some food 

plan to chop your hand

"I'm learning."

but said nothing. Fleur

pay attention to the video anymore. Leaning against the sofa, the heat in his abdomen slowly spread

......

she

turned her head straight, Olivier

"...You're cooking?"

up without a word, revealing his chiseled, muscular arms. He

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