The Billionaire’s Unexpected Proposal (Evelyn and Derek)

As Evelyn and Deck stepped into the suite after Derek opened the door with his card, Evelyn couldn't help surveying the room.

She sighed when her eyes fell on the single king-sized bed dominating the space.

Her eyes then darted to the couch in the room. Although it was small, she decided it was best she slept there.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"I will take the couch," she said firmly, crossing her arms over her chest

The scent of fresh laundry wafted from the bed, enticing her to reconsider, but she stood firm. There was no way she was going to share a bed with this daredevil, feel the warmth of his body, or inhale the enticing scent of his skin.

Derek glanced at the plush sofa, and then back at her as he undid his tie. "You won't be comfortable there. Besides, we can share the bed. It's big enough for both of us. You don't have to be scared," he said with a grin, his deep voice low and peruusive.

The sound of his voice seemed to vibrate through her body, making her skin tingle but Evelyn shot him a glare, her eyes flashing with determination. "I'd rather not." she said fiercely, her voice firm. "I thought we were beginning to get along." Derek said since he had noticed how friendly she had been in the following days after he told her the story of his adoption.

"Getting along doesn't mean I want to sleep on the same bed with you." Evelyn went to sit on the couch, the soft cushions enveloped her, but she couldn't relax. How could she when she was supposed to spend not just one but two nights with Derek?

"Why? Wouldn't it be nice to have someone you consider sexy and hot on the same bed with you, and perhaps giving you all the pleasure you can think of having?" Derek asked with a wink and Evelyn's breath caught as the memory of that night flickered through her mind.

She shook her head when she realized she was starting to imagine what had happened that night. "I know what you're trying to do. But I can assure you that it won't work," Evelyn said, crossing her legs as though that could stop the hotness that was already enveloping the area between her legs. Derek chuckled, the sound low and husky, as he watched her. He could tell it was working. "Alright, suit yourself. But don't you dare think I'm going to act like a silly gentleman and offer to sleep on the couch? I won't. It's either you join me on the bed or I sleep on it alone," he warned.

"I will sleep on it alone." Evelyn said and he grinned,

"I can assure you that you will end up sleeping on this bed with me willingly before the end of this trip: Derek said, his eyes holding a determined. glint as he unbuttoned the first two buttons of his thirt His gaze seemed to burn into her skin, making her feel even m

more hotter and flustered than she was already feeling.

Evelyn's heart raced as she stared back at him, her mouth feeling dry. She could feel the tension between them, like a thick blanket, drawing them together and enveloping them

She could hear her heart pounding in her ears and she knew he would hear it too if he came too close to her.

Maybe coming to this trip and agreeing to sleep in the same room with him had been a mistake. A reckless one. She should have known better than to trust the sneaky bastard. She was not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much being in the wouldn't let him weaken her resolve

"That's not going to happen," she said, struggling to keep her cool.

room together was affecting her. She needed to show him she

"You think so!" Derek asked as he walked up to her

When Evelyn saw him approaching her, she quickly rose and moved away from the coach, putting some distance between them.

But for

every step she took away from him, Derek took two steps forward, wanting to close the gap

between

them.

They both continued to dance around in circles until her legs hit the wall, trapping her. The soft thud of her back against the wall seemed to echo through the room, causing a smirk to appear on Derek's face. Evelyn's heart raced faster, her senses heightened as Derek placed both hands on the wall on both sides of her, his gaze intense and unyielding She could feel the warmth of his body, even though he wasn't touching her, and her skin tingled in response.

She tried to calm herself, to get herself to think about the right approach in a situation like this but she couldn't think straight with him so close All she could think about was how those wonderful hands of his and lips had pleasured her six years ago.

The thought of it made her feel hot all over and she became breathless. She needed to get away, to clear her head. "L. I think I need some air," the

stangmered, trying to push past him.

But Derek didn't budge. Instead, he leaned in closer, his lips almost touching her ear. "You're not going anywhere, Eve, It's past midnight, remember?" His voice was a gentle whisper, but it sent shivers down her spine.

She felt trapped, and cornered, and her mind screamed for escape. But her body seemed to betray her, leaning in closer to Derek's warmth, craving his touch

"What are you trying to

trying to do?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her throat felt dry, and she swallowed hard, trying to moisten it.

"Do you want to force yourself on me?" she asked again, her voice barely audible as she met his gaze.

"Why would I want to do that when I can clearly see that you also want

int me?" he asked and Evelyn shook her head.

"No, I don't," she said, more to herself than to Derek.

"Are you sure? Because I think otherwise, Derek said, leaning in closer, his lips brushing against her neck.

Evelyn's eyes fluttered closed, her body betraying her resolve. She felt her head tilting slightly, giving him access to her skin as her chest rose and fell with every breath she drew.

As his lips made contact, a spark of electricity ran through her body. She felt herself melting into his embrace, her resistance weakening. But then, something inside her snapped.

She remembered his promise earlier. If she gave in to him now, then he would never stop. He would keep wanting her and then eventually he would find out about Samantha. She couldn't let that happen. She couldn't let anyone know she had a child for Michael's cousin. That would make things complicated.

Immediately, her eyes flew open, and with a surge of determination, Evelyn pushed him away, her hands on his chest. "No, Derek. No, I don't want you," she said firmly, her voice clear and strong, She looked into his eyes, her gaze steady.

Derek's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't move closer. He seemed to be waiting for her next move,

The tension between them was tangible, and the air was thick with unspoken desire.

Seeing the glint of stubborn determination in green her eyes, Derek chuckled. "Fine. I'm going to freshen up. You can shower after me, Derek said as he put some distance between them and Evelyn released the breath she had been holding

"And you don't have to worry. I will never force myself on you or do what you do not want. You can rest assured that when we finally do have sex, you will be very much willing and eager to do it," he said before making his way into the bathroom.

Evelyn sighed as she went to sit on the couch and then replayed the scene in her head. For a moment she had felt weakened and had wanted nothing more than to have him inside of her.

She had managed to resist him this night but would she be able to do that tomorrow! She mused.

She would just have to keep reminding herself of the fact that Derek was Michael's cousin. Maybe that would stop her from doing anything stupid. Evelyn thought with a sigh.