820 30-Day Deadline (2/2)
He scowled. ”What for?”
”For our agreement.”
”No need,” he said, snorting at the idea.
”B-but—”
”No buts. I'm not signing any sex contract with you.”
She glared at him. ”It's not a sex contract!”
”Oh, my bad. A 30-day relationship contract with sex involved.” His mouth curved in a sinful smile yet again. ”Lots and lots of sex.”
Although her IQ was severely affected by his devilish smile, she still showed him her displeasure at the vulgar words he used to describe their agreement. ”Wait, I have additional terms.”
He released her chin and sighed. ”Fine. Say everything now,” he muttered while removing his coat.
The sight of him removing his coat distracted her, causing her to become unable to speak right away. Beads of sweat glistened on his neck and muscled arms. He was wearing a simple, black T-shirt underneath and it showcased his incredible figure.
”Like what you see?” his teasing voice interrupted her wild thoughts.
”O-of course not!” she immediately denied in embarrassment.
A devilish chuckle was his response. ”What are your additional terms?”
”I…” She wiped her sweaty hands on her pyjama pants while clearing her throat. ”I don't want you to…have s-sex with other women while we're in a relationship. If you do…I'll break up with you even if the thirty days aren't over yet. This is respect for me as an official girlfriend.”
He crossed his arms over his chest. ”Of course. Even I know that much.”
She sighed in relief.
”And I want the same courtesy as well,” he said. ”Just try and sleep with another man…no, even if you just flirt with other fuckers, watch me, Jinjing. You don't want to see me angry.”
”I…I…of course, I won't do that!”
She shivered and instinctively scooted away on the couch as soon as she felt his bloodthirsty aura.
”Good.”
The dangerous aura disappeared, making her wonder if she imagined it. However, her goosebumps were telling a different story. She rubbed her hands over her skin to warm herself up.
”While I'm fucking you in these 30 days, it means that you're my woman, Jinjing,” he told her in a calm yet still threatening tone. ”I'm territorial. I don't like sharing. I hate it.”
Despite the menace in his voice, she still raised her chin. ”I-I'm the same. I also don't want to share my…my m-man!”
”Heh~” His wicked, demonic smile was back as he teased her, ”So does this mean that I'm your man now?”