Chapter 9 9 Let's keep our hands to ourselves

"What!" Estella broke out the kiss "What was that?".

For a second or more, Tyler remained still, just staring at her lips like he wanted more. His rough hair covered his face as he licked his lower lips repeatedly, wiping out the remains of Estella's lips gloss.

Slowly, Estella tried to move out of his grip but he held her back. First strong before he slowly releases his hard grip and cleared via throat awkwardly. It was kike he wasn't aware of what was happening until he noticed how scared Estella was when she flinched.

"You have to learn how to react when I kiss you," Tyler said coldly "You can't go flinching in public you know that" he added with a fake grin.

"Yes! But next, inform me before doing it".

Estella moved her shoulders and ran her fingers into her hair. It wasn't hard for her to get her short hair almost fixed as she cleared her throat and fan her hot face. Embarrassment flashed through her as she realized how reckless she had been minutes ago.

The steams, pleasure, passion, and desire to kiss him more. Estella literally kissed him back, hungrily like she was expecting all of it before. Her eyes went over to the huge picture of herself and she wonder why Tyler must have put it in his private jet and how long.

"When Norman informed me that you have agreed over the job, I had my personal assistant to help me check for a picture of you in your profile" Tyler rubbed his palms together and smiled sheepishly as Estella turned at him.

Still, yet all don't add up! Like how Tyler has a picture of her taken three years ago and kissed her for talking.

"This picture is not on my social media wall, In fact, I barely update my photos" Estella tucked a stray hair behind her ears "I am such a lame girl and I know the paparazzi won't also want to take Intress on me" She frowned making her forehead form wrinkles "This is totally-".

"Are you trying to say that I am stalking you or have been talking to you?"

"No sir" Estella panicked "I mean, Mr. Tyler, that picture should be taken three years ago when I just broke up from an abusive relationship".

"So?".

"You can see for yourself" Estella shrugged as she pointed at the picture "I still had my hair curly and long and that was the last day I had it that way" she paused for a few seconds staring at Tyler's face in search for the courage to talk "Never mind, it's just a..." She sigh.

The look on Tyler's face show that he wasn't liking what was happening. He adjusted suddenly, making Estella flinch and the slight frown on his face worsen.

"I don't know how abusive he has been but I promise I will be different," He said "You can always talk to me about anything and..." He smacked his lips "Here I am!" The left corner of his lips lifted into a slight smile.

Frankly, Estella won't lie about not falling again for him. Like she had always been into his little smile, especially when it's this little, she knows that it is coming from his sincere heart. It reminded her of him she had had wet dreams about him, how she had touched herself, how she has cried over the fact that she won't see him again and blamed herself for falling in love with a fictional man like him.

"First of all, this is a business kinda stuff so my personal life is excluded" Estella looked away from his face.

She wasn't staring at his face or the Picture since they were the two things giving her the kind of feelings she hates. That vulnerable feeling, so pathetic especially when she had to start living alone at 15. Although, James her Ex-boyfriend had taken care of 10% of her responsibilities and she was grateful until she began to have colored eyes.

All she had wanted is to be strong. Be the woman no one would be able to hurt again much more making her look like a pitiful object.

"I know this" Tyler pointed at the both of them "Is business but we have to let down some things".

"Is that a new rule?".

"Relax Estella" Tyler rested his back "I know how weird this is for us but we have to make it look real," He said as he brought out a small box from his pocket "We have to make it happen for both of us, you can't tell if we can still be something out again".

" I don't get you" Estella scoffed "Early this morning you were sounding like a piece of trash and here you are, acting kinda nice?".

"If we don't make it happen, it won't work out" He puts back the box in his pocket "I wish you know how tensed I am, getting stuck and committed scares me to death".

Estella's brows connected. There weren't talking about getting stuck especially when he would end it all after four years.

"I don't understand".

"You see" Tyler moved Estella to himself and made her relax on his chest "Stay still!" He voices sternly as he attempted to get up.

"You know women especially when it has to do with money, they tend to lose it" Tyler caresses her face, moving stray hair away from her face "I have seen lots of women that would want to play your part for twenty years still but...".

"But what?" Estella slowly gets up and stared at his face "Why not?".

"There is a difference between what you want verse what you need" Tyler paused for a while "I need you Estella" He placed his palm on her chin "I need you to do the job" he quickly added.

Although he still wouldn't stop looking and avoiding her face at the same time which lead to Estella giggling.

"Since you didn't ask, we are going to the Solomon Islands" Tyler rolled his eyes.

"I won't lie to you, I love the way you rolled your eyes like a pissed high school girl but I have never heard of that place" Estella smiled "Is it some kind of Disneyland you know" she shrugged.

Tyler couldn't help but imagine how adorable she looks. Having a grown woman still expecting to go to Disneyland is something he had never thought of.

"Come here" he moved her close to himself "Let's start learning how to make ourselves cool in each other arms and till then, you can as well have a nap till I take you to the new planet where you can find only men called Solomon" he laughed.