My Billionaire Husband

A few days later, Kate enrolled at the college in the company of Tristan's pretty secretary. The person in charge received them and gave them an introduction to the regulations of the school.

Her tone was detached and business-like. It made Kate felt better that they had not received special treatment.

Then she was brought to a meeting room where she had a few placement tests.

Two hours later, Kate walked off campus after finishing the tests. Looking at the winter sunshine, she took a deep breath and felt she was going to turn to a new page in her life.

Soon it was Christmas, and Kate felt guilty thinking of her family. She bought some gifts and asked Max to bring them back. She told her parents that she could not go back because of her busy schoolwork.

On Christmas Eve, Tristan came back only just before the day broke. He got on the bed and hugged her. After touching and kneading her, he took no further action. She felt he wasn't in a good mood.

The next day, they flew to Hawaii.

She always thought Christmas was a holiday for family get-togethers. It was curious for him to talk business over this holiday.

On the lawn that stretched to the horizon, Tristan was playing golf with somebody. He looked very different from how he usually looked in a polo shirt and golf pants.

He was wearing sunglasses, and Kate could not see his eyes, but she could sense that the depression he had last night was gone.

His client also brought a girl of a similar age to Kate. They were lying in the lounges under the umbrella. They were also playing with their cell phones. After a while, the girl started the conversation and asked her what game she was playing.

Kate said, "I am studying Primary French." The girl stared at her for a few seconds, like seeing an alien. And then she went back to her games silently.

Kate, in fact, wasn't that studious at home, but when she saw this girl and the way she acted, she started to have crisis awareness. She was afraid one day she would turn into something like her, unable to live without the luxurious lifestyle.

She needed to remind herself every second and prepare herself for a normal life after the agreement term was over.

After she got tired of seeing the cell phone screen, she lifted her eyes. Tristan looked outstanding among his companions. His walking, swinging the club, bending to pick the ball was so graceful.

As a layman to this kind of sport, she felt his movements were accurate and professional. She sighed and wondered what kind of world he would bring her to.

After they finished the game as well as the business talk, Tristan seemed quite delighted. He even dragged her onto the green to teach her golf.

Kate resisted, as it didn't belong to her original world. But Tristan persuaded her that she should give everything a try. If she didn't like it after trying, she could just give up.

He taught her the rules, the pose, and stood behind her and held her hand, leading her hands in swinging the club. This kind of intimate position made her body stiff. He said to her, "Relax."

And the word also evoked her untimely memory.

The dinner with his client also gave her the jitters. With so many forks and spoons on the table, she had to focus all her attention on preventing any mistakes.

After they got back to their hotel room, Tristan pushed her to the French window and kissed her. The background was the resplendent night view.

Kate thought of her family. They were probably enjoying the feast of the year. Her mother and sisters might be busying in the kitchen, and her brother and father were watching games on TV in the living room.

Her clothes were stripped piece by piece without her knowledge. When the bell in the far distance struck, signaling a new day, she was being tortured and was m.o.a.ning underneath him.

After he finished, Tristan held her in his arm behind her in the tub. He kissed her ear and asked, "You like it?"

Kate didn't reply.

His hands moved across her skin along the curve of her body. "Better a glorious death than a shameful life? I found a saint?" He laughed and added, "Or an ascetic nun?"

Kate didn't react to his ridicule.

And he continued, "Resist yummy food, resist nice clothing, resist o.r.g.a.s.m…"

She shivered at the last word he uttered as if deep in her body, there were still ripples caused by their activity just now.

Tristan concluded, "Your resistance and persistence have the only form and have no substance."

Kate said dryly, "I don't know what you are saying."

"You will know. Let me teach you." His voice was low and appealing. At the same time, his fingers moved to her crotch in the water.

She gave a muffled cry.

"Don't suppress yourself. If you want to cry, cry."

Kate bit her lips and resisted.

He bit her on the scapula suddenly, and the unexpected pain made her scream. He said with a satisfied smile, "That is good."

Their three-day trip made Kate shed her skin both physically and spiritually. She was challenged to the extreme in both ways.

S.e.x every night and shopping on the last day of the trip was challenging to her principles. Tristan took her to the luxury shops, and later half a dozen branded purses were sent to the hotel.

In the jewel shop, a personal shopper brought out l.u.s.trous and brilliant jewels and let Kate try them on one by one.

Kate frowned and thought to endure it for a while, but then she changed her mind and said, "I don't like them."

Tristan was watching with folded hands and said, "Then try others."

"No. I don't like any of them." Kate raised her voice. "I didn't want to come here. I am not a Christmas tree that you can hang anything on. I am not your toy."

The young personal shopper was dumbfounded and forgot her trained manners completely. Tristan kept a stiff upper lip, and his eyes even held a smile of unknown meaning.

After they got out of the shop, he said without showing his emotion, "You at least should save face for me."

After her outbreak in the shop, Kate felt better but was still a little scared that Tristan would get angry. Hearing him say that, she argued, "You don't care about my self-esteem, why should I save face for you?"

Tristan didn't expect her to become eloquent suddenly. He gave her a glance, said nothing, and kept on walking.

Kate muttered behind him, "Didn't you say that your face could not be lost in one or two words?"

Tristan turned back and gave her a knock on the head.

"Oh, feeling smart now?"

Kate rubbed her head and stared back at him. He waved a cab and said, "Let's go have lunch."

"No more exotic food." She gave her conditions.

Tristan was speechless. "OK. American food, pig-head."

The next day they got back to Los Angeles.

Though it was freezing when they landed, Kate felt secure. This seemed to be the real earth to her. She liked snow.

Though the scenery was monotonous and bleak, that was what winter should look like in her mind. The cold kept her sober and spirited.

They hadn't seen Lucy for a few days, and she had lost much weight, though she still matched her name fatty.

Lucy showed great sorrow that her two owners had left to have fun in Hawaii. She meowed sadly. Kate picked the cat up and asked, "Fatty, did you miss your sister?"

Tristan, who was unpacking the luggage, stopped his motion and reminded her, "It calls me Dad."

Kate gave him a glance and said, "You mean I should call you uncle?"

Tristan ground his teeth. "Need a good spanking?"

After the New Year holidays, school started formally. Kate fit in school life quickly and soon changed into student mode. This kind of life made her feel at ease, and she enjoyed it more than anything else.

Tristan had set specific rules for Kate. No burning the midnight oil, no losing weight, and most of all, nothing that would affect their s.e.x life. Kate was speechless. Men could be so shameless and without boundaries.