Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

To everyone’s surprise, Arianna finally learned how to swim that afternoon. She suddenly mastered this new skill, which was a rare event in her plain life. Something about the motions finally clicked. So, for the rest of the day, Arianna swam back and forth in the pool for more than a dozen laps.

When she was younger, she always insisted on completing anything she began doing. Over the years, she had become so suppressed that she lost the quality. This was the first time that Arianna realized that she was beginning to lose herself.

The artificial wave effect of the pool was turned off, so she did not feel dizzy anymore. Finally, she climbed out of the pool with heavy breaths. Someone helped her stand steady and wrapped her in a towel. They led her to a chair and handed her a refreshing drink.

Arianna looked up at the well-worn middle-aged woman who was being so gentle with her. The woman said, “Mr. Cooper left for business. He asked me to take care of you in the meantime. So, Miss, if there is anything you need, do not hesitate to ask me.”

Her face was both strange and familiar to Arianna. Perhaps she had been working when she was here before. Arianna never deliberately remembered things that she was not interested in.

No wonder she could swim so comfortably now. The annoying man had left a long time ago. The water was cool, and the air was fresher than before. All she remembered was a servant bringing the phone to Travis and him disappearing to take the call.

Maybe he really was afraid of her corpse ruining his pool, so he found someone to look after her.

Arianna fantasized about Travis stumbling across her dead body in his beloved pool. She knew the thought was twisted and sick, but it made her laugh.

The woman stared at Arianna for a long time and said, “Miss Jenkins, your laugh is very beautiful. You should always smile and laugh, but you never do. It keeps young girls healthy, you know. Don’t worry about the wrinkles.”

She was surprised; Travis’s servants were usually mute.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

After all the swimming, Arianna became very tired. It was already dinnertime. She let herself air dry for an hour and a half, but Travis was still not home. The servants cooked her a vegetarian meal, and she ate it all before lying down and falling asleep.

The room was dark when she woke up. Arianna felt pain all over her body as if she had been hit by a truck. She tried to move her limbs, but the pain in her muscles resisted her motion. Her toes and her fingers could still move, so she knew she was awake.

In the darkness, a cool hand groped her clavicle, chest, and ribs and then slid all the way down her naked body. The man must have been holding his breath because she could not sense anyone else’s breathing in the room.

Travis seemed to be like a ghost haunting her in the middle of the night. She did not know what he did to her while she was asleep, and she did not have the energy to care. But it was strange that she did not wake up earlier.

The cold hand was still moving all over her body. It was a hot summer night, and though the air conditioning was not low, his hands were still cold. He might have been a cold-blooded creature in his past life.

When Arianna thought of the most common cold-blooded animal, the snake, she immediately felt like four or five of them were slithering across her body. One fell onto her chest, another was spiraling around her arm, and a third was biting her collarbone… her body suddenly began to shake.

Her recent situation was not good. When she pictured Travis in her head, she was both numb and afraid at the same time.

Travis stopped touching her body. He lowered himself and opened her legs. Although her eyes were not adjusted to the darkness, she could feel his hot breath.

“Not today.” When he tried to enter her, Arianna suddenly pleaded.

“Huh?”

“You haven’t done enough yet?” Arianna asked. Why didn’t this guy get enough when she was asleep? Why did he have to do it again when she was awake? She felt so uncomfortable lying in his bed.

“I haven’t done anything yet.” He answered. It looked like he just figured out what she meant.

“Alright.” Arianna reluctantly responded. Her body already hurt so much from the swimming.

She was lying calmly, hoping that he would finish quickly. She was tired and had no interest in pleasing him.

Travis lowered his voice and asked in wonder, “So were you dreaming that we were having sex all the time?”

Arianna gritted her teeth. The terrible scenes that floated through her imagination scared her so much that she asked him to let her go again.

But he would not let go of her that easily. In fact, he seemed to be especially interested in this exhausted version of Arianna. He treated her like a puppet as if he was putting on a show.

Even though pain washed through her entire body, she did not have the strength to push him away. Her sensory nerves were abnormally sharp. He sucked on her neck and shoulders as usual, but it felt like he was tearing her apart with pointed teeth, sucking her blood. She worried he was eating her flesh and bones.

Arianna remained motionless and silent, hoping that Travis would see her as the corpse in his pool, so he would lose his appetite and leave her alone.

Actually, she would rather be a corpse. At least a corpse could not feel anything. The spots on her body where he sucked and licked her were burning hot.

She had to begin counting numbers again to kill time and ignore her torture. One, two, three… one-hundred and seven… she had counted to the five-hundreds on a couple of occasions before.

But Travis suddenly turned her over. When she crashed, she forgot which number she was on and had to start all over again.

Arianna became so focused on counting numbers that she forgot why she was counting in the first place. She discovered Travis had stopped his endless pursuit. He lowered his head to make contact with her forehead. She could feel his lips moving on the top of her head while he said, “Two-hundred and fifty, what?”

She immediately bit her lips so as not to make any mistakes. She should not have been saying the numbers out loud, but she couldn’t figure out why she said them.

“Sheep? Stars?” Travis guessed. He listed a dozen more things, waiting for her response.

Arianna wouldn’t care if he continued to guess one hundred more things, but Travis’s body was pressing down on hers, emptying the air from her lungs.

With a wheezing breath, she said, “Mushrooms.” He should be satisfied.

Travis laughed and lifted himself off her body to continue doing what he did not finish.