Taming Mr. Cold and Arrogant

"That's impossible!"

"Then don't believe me if you don't want to. Anyway, shouldn't I be asking you your first question? Why did you leave the penthouse?"

His eyes softened as he sighed. He also knelt in front of me and held both my hands. 

"I got an emergency call, sweetheart, and I had to go there."

"Don't you have an assistant? You have Denise and Andrew, right?"

"Yes, but I want to personally check what happened."

"Hmm..." I just nodded, although disappointment still knocks on the back of my head. "You haven't answered my question, what brought you here?"

But he said nothing, he just stared at me. 

"Okay, you can leave now. I still have to finish my work---

"No, fix your things and we're going out!" He stood up and put his hands in his pockets. 

"No! I will stay and finish my papers. You can go if you want."

I heard him breathe harshly and the next thing he did really surprised me. He saved the reports on the screen and closed my computer, then took all my personal things on the table and shoved them inside my bag. 

My mouth was hanging in mid-air as I watched him doing it. He also arranged the books and folders in front of me, took my jacket and my car keys from the drawer. 

"Wear this." He didn't even wait for me to say something as he put my jacket on my shoulders. "Come on, I already have a reservation in a restaurant---"

"Wait! I said I won't go with you!" I tried to pull my hand, but he only tightened his grip. "Daniel....ahh! Oh, my God, put me down! What are you doing?"

"You can always tell me if you don't want to walk, sweetheart and I'll carry you." And he started walking towards the door with me hanging on his shoulder. 

"Fine! I'm going with you, just put me down!" I said gritting my teeth. 

"No! You better stay there." And he slapped my b.u.t.t like he did yesterday when he carried me to the penthouse. 

"Ouch! Why are you always slapping me? Are you a member of BDSM?" I asked unconsciously, and it's too late for me to take it back as he gave me a humorous laugh that echoed throughout the studio. 

"You're really driving my imagination wild, sweetheart."

And he chuckled again that caught the attention of the students and even Craig. 

"But if you want, we can go into those things, you just have to tell me."

"Oops... what kind of things are you talking about? I can help if you want."

I heard Craig's voice, so I tried to look at him. 

"Shut up!" I glared at him. 

Passenger seat. 

"Where are you taking me this time?" I asked when he's finally seated in the driver's seat. 

"I told you I booked a reservation in an exclusive restaurant and we will have dinner together."

"Hmm... so now you're going to have dinner with the woman who has nothing to do with you." I smirked. 

"Sweetheart, if you don't keep your sweet mouth from talking, I swear, I'm going to cancel our reservation and take you to the penthouse instead."

"And what are we going to do in your penthouse?" I don't know but the kind of smirk he gave me sent shivers like the ones I felt last night. 

"I will ravish your body like what I did last night and make you scream my name again."

Memories of what happened suddenly rushed back to my head which turned my cheeks into a thousand shades of tomatoes.

Anyway, if you would ask me, I would rather have you as my dinner than to eat in a fancy restaurant tonight. What do you think, sweetheart?"

"Uhm...I ---let's go!" He raised an eyebrow. "I mean let's have dinner and bring me back to the studio." I said avoiding his gaze. 

"Why should I bring you back to the studio?" He frowned and then started the engine. 

"Because I still have some paperwork to do, Mister, that if you hadn't dragged me out, I would have finished at least one folder by this time."

"Well, I'm sorry but we're going home after dinner."

"Fine, send me to my apartment. I'll just ask Craig to bring home my reports."

"And who told you that you will go back to your old apartment?"

"What do you mean?" I straightened up my seat and asked confused. 

"You're going to live with me in the penthouse---"

"No!"

Excitement filled my heart when I heard his statement. I have already reached the second step of my plan. 

"Are you sure of that, Mr. Kelley? How about your girlfriend, wouldn't she be jealous of this set up?"

"And who is that girl are you talking about?"

"Your beloved Chloe Enriquez. I'm sure she would---"

"She's not my girlfriend and you know it! I have already cut our personal connection since I married you."

"But you allowed her to join your company! She's there every day and you just let him touch you----"

"You're jealous, sweetheart."

My eyes widened when he grinned. 

"Of course, not! Who am I to feel jealous? Remember, I am just a nobody to you."

"You're not a nobody to me, I already proved that to you last night!"

"Wait! Why are you driving back to the company?" I asked ignoring what he said. 

But he didn't answer my question. 

"Daniel, why are we going to your office?"

"We're not going to my office, we are going home!"

-'oh, shit! I forgot that his penthouse is located on the top floor of his office room.'-

"I - I thought you booked a reservation in a restaurant?"

"I will just call Andrew to cancel it."

"Won't you take me to my apartment?"

"No, I said we're going so, so that means not in your apartment. And starting tonight, whether you like it or not you will live with me. We will sleep in one room and in one bed. We will eat together and sleep together."

-'ohh... sounds good!'-

"So does that mean....?"

"Yes. If you're thinking what all couples do at night, well, don't worry because we won't do it only at night but every time we have a chance, in our room...(I gasped in shock)... in the shower, in the living room, in the kitchen, even on the kitchen counter or over the table."

"Oh, my God! Are you thinking of making me your s.e.x slave?"

Sometimes I wonder if I really own this mouth as I unconsciously blurted out some things without even thinking. 

He chuckled at me. 

"No, sweetheart, if you only knew that I am your slave and not the other way around because I am willing to do whatever you say."

The air conditioning inside the car was in a high setting, but I don't know why I felt my body heated as if I were on fire. 

I didn't say anything and just remained silent until we reached the parking lot and even when we were inside the lift. 

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