The Billionaire's Annoying Ward

Chapter 9 – Their Agreement

Melissa wasn’t innocent. She knew he might taste her again, so she excused herself for a few minutes before meeting him at his study. She made herself presentable again. Tried to make herself irresistible, but that may be over the top. They’re both living in this house! It didn’t make any sense for her to wear her sexy clothing. Those were normally for her bar-hopping.

A maid showed her the way to his study, and he was sitting behind his desk. Much like in his office earlier in the day. Her throat went dry when she recalled what happened between them.

Mentally, she shook her head. ‘You need to get the upper hand in this discussion,’ she reminded herself.

“Take a seat.” His tone was more relaxed than when he was in the office.

Alright, she’s liking it so far. There’s no chair in front of his desk, so she occupied the couch. She waited for him to speak again.

Klyde picked up the document his assistant prepared, and handed it to her.

She raised an eyebrow as she accepted it.

Melissa frowned and almost coughed when she realized what kind of document it was.

“Seriously?” She’s somewhat disgusted. Not because he had this contract but because she was expecting something related to her inheritance.

He squinted at her with a frown. She was the one who was seducing him earlier.

“Alright. Let me check.” She recovered and tried to sound conversational.

“The great Mr. Klyde Henderson . . . bed partner, huh? Do you have one in your office? Does this mean no office s*x? Outside the bed? Hmm?” she muttered as her eyes were fixed on the first page and skimmed through the contents.

His lip twitched. She’s talkative with much nonsense, but it’s not exactly annoying. Well, it was, but it had its own charm. It’s amusing. Yes, that’s the word to describe it. Annoyingly amusing. He settled for that.

Her words could throw his mind elsewhere. Office s*x? Outside the bed? It’s not explicitly stated on his contract because he didn’t want to leave an opening for the media to write articles about him if he’s seen with a woman outside. Yes, he only engages with his bed partner in a bedroom.

He’s very discreet about his nightly pleasures. No strings. No feelings were involved. Normally, it’s his assistant who would explain his expectations once he’d chosen a woman. The man made sure the woman would leave when she’s told. No drama.

The circumstances surrounding Melissa were different, though. He’s not bothered by what others would say. They’re both consenting adults. No foul there. But he still needed to be careful. In a way, he could tell she’s mischievous. Still, he would risk it. He’s sure he could bend her to his will. Make her obedient. No woman had ever defied him.

She’s alluring, and he’s in need of someone to bed.

His attention was stolen by her snort.

“You really called it a reward, huh? Speaking of this, would this be coming from your own pocket? You’re not paying me with my own money, are you? How about my inheritance? I’m more interested in getting that.”

It was his turn to snort. “That’s my own funds.”

She waited for him to continue, but he didn’t. Huffing, she followed up.

“How about my inheritance?”

“I think you’re missing something here. I’m contracting you as Melissa Franklin. Your inheritance has nothing to do with this arrangement.”

She raised an eyebrow at that. “I’m most concerned about my inheritance, thank you very much.” Her sarcastic tone was making a reappearance.

“Is that so?”

“Yes. Sure, you’ve made your point that I am currently incapable of managing such a huge wealth, I agree with that. But I would like to request small portions of it. Over time, that is. Until you decide that I can get everything already.”

He raised an eyebrow at her before leaning closer.

“Is that right? And what would you propose?”

Melissa felt victorious at finally being asked what she wanted. She sat straighter and faced him directly. She glanced at the document in her hands. ‘Wait, how much was he paying her again?’ She flipped through it to find the clause she was looking for.

‘Wow. He seemed generous enough. He paid his bed partners this much? Wait, how long was this contract good for?’ When she couldn’t seem to find that part, she voiced it out to him.

“Six months at most. It could be shorter.” He nonchalantly replied and leaned back on the seat.

“Then, can you double this amount? I would like to get as much from my inheritance.” One at a time, she told herself. If he agreed to this, she could raise her other demands.

It took him a while to respond, from sheer surprise. “You’re asking for quadruple the amount?”

She rolled her eyes, “Technically, just double the amount. The other half is rightfully mine, not yours.”

Klyde scrutinized her. Well, to be fair, she’s not someone he could easily buy. She’s used to a life of luxury, unlike his usual bed partners, who were simply hoping for huge sums of money.

“You look as if you have more to say, go ahead.” He could tell that much by the way she changed her stance. It was as if she was preparing to argue her case.

“I’d like to receive my money and your payment weekly.” She thought asking for it daily would be too much. Anyway, her previous funding was done monthly, so this should be good enough.

“What else?”

‘What else?’ She couldn’t tell if he’s agreeing to the requests she already made.

“Well, I don’t know what you’re like in the bedroom but I’m not into b**m. I won’t agree to such a thing.”

Klyde lightly chuckled. “That’s good, then. I’m not into that s**t, either.”

She was relieved to hear this. She only wanted pleasure and the occasional pain that went along with being rough, but not pain with the occasional pleasure.

After a few minutes of silence, Melissa asked.

“How often are we going to do it?”

“Every night I want, whenever I’m available.”

“You’re saying there would be nights you’re unavailable?”

“Yes, when I’m out of town for business.”

“Hmm, alright.”

They shared silence again before he prompted, “Anything else?”

“I’m not sure. What if I think of something else later?”

“We can discuss any additional demands you come with up until we reach an agreement.”

“Sounds good.”

“Make sure you read every line in that document. I require discretion. You mess it up, you wouldn’t want to know how I’ll retaliate.”

For some reason, he looked intimidating again. His expression was enough to scare her, even without the suit.

She gulped before focusing on the document again. She took his words very seriously and started reading it from the beginning. She diligently read each line, nodding whenever she understood what it said.

“Beck and call, huh? I also have a life. Didn’t you say I should find a job? And you work until evening, right?”

“This agreement is only for nightly activities. Feel free to have a life outside of that.” Now he’s the one sounding sarcastic. It was uncharacteristic of him, but she didn’t know that. She’s kind of rubbing off him.

After a while, she found another interesting thing.

“No talking about anything personal?” She asked while waving the document in her hands.

“This is purely business, then?”

“I don’t enjoy meaningless conversations, so there’s no need to talk during these nightly engagements.” He responded. Although she could be amusing, she’s also distracting.

Melissa took a few seconds to absorb what he said and felt incredulous. But she liked annoying him, so . . . inwardly, she grinned at herself.

Rolling her eyes at him, she asked, “Really? Are you sure about that? You’re not gonna ask me how I like to be touched? How hard I like my n*****s pinched? How wet and ready I am to take you in?”

Her grin turned wicked as she saw how his expression darkened with clear desire.

“Honey, won’t you tell me how to touch your body? To grip your length? To put my mouth on you?” The sarcasm was gone. What was left was pure seduction. She could very well imagine those scenes in her head, and she would hazard a guess that it’s the same for him.

But as she had already seen, he managed to collect himself and focus. He defeatedly sighed before replying, “You’re right about that. Anything related to the s*x could be said. That should be a given, though. You take things too literally, don’t you?”

He narrowed his eyes at her. Her words stirred him up, but they’re just nonsense.

She openly chuckled this time. “It’s good fun.”

Melissa gave him another wink. A little saucy this time, given how she licked her plump red lips.

“You’re an excellent seductress, aren’t you?” Klyde felt lustful, his nether region throbbing with desire.

“Am I?”

“What do you think? Do we have an agreement?”

“You’ll double it, giving me the same amount from my inheritance?”

“Yes. But I want you to understand that just because you’re getting the money doesn’t mean you can decline my order to get into my bed. You can’t. And I don’t need to tell you what might happen if you dare try it, do you?”

Melissa gulped. Yeah, she was a little excited to get away from him after collecting her inheritance. The thing was . . . how much of her inheritance was in cash? She heard the whole amount, but as he said, it’s not all money. How long should she sleep with him to get all of it? She’s seducing her inheritance out of him one night at a time.

She shrugged, already deciding, “It’s a deal, then.”