Billionaire Bachelors 4 ; The Billionaire's Marriage Proposal(31)

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself," he finally said, and by the look in her eye she knew he was one of those people she'd just been talking about. He shouldn't let her criticism affect him in any way but it surprisingly did.

He went and got them each drinks and a snack and then sat back, visiting with some of the other people in the exclusive box, while waiting for the second half to begin. As Jennifer didn't speak German, she listened, but to his surprise, she didn't seem uncomfortable at being excluded from the conversation.

The lights flickered and she turned forward, once again completely tuning him and the other people out, focusing on the rising curtain before her.

The music of Strauss filled the room and Jennifer was once again mesmerized. His music sent her to a whole other dimension.

The music had the power to take her away to a new world and when it ended and she was thrown back into reality. She was surprised by the tears streaking down her cheeks and the quiet sobs escaping her lips. The entire event had been so beautiful she hadn't been able to control her emotions. She didn't see the look of wonder on Trenton's face, as she was trying to get herself together.

"Would you like to go backstage?" he asked. Her eyes rounded in pleasure. She never thought she'd ever get to meet the people who made such beautiful music. She couldn't even speak, so she simply nodded her head.

He led her down a hallway and quickly got them backstage, where she was surrounded with people, who were laughing and visiting, everyone seeming to be on a high after such a fabulous performance.

One of the Opera singers, a very gorgeous male, was showing her a lot of attention, which she didn't even really notice, until Trenton put his arm around her and sent the man a glare, letting him know she was most certainly taken. A bit later in the evening, as she was sipping on a glass of champagne, and found herself alone, the man once again approached her.

"If you want to run away from that brute of a man, I can sneak you out the backdoor," he suggested, which made her face turn pink, and a giggle escape her lips. She was flattered such a talented man would find her appealing enough to want to run away with her. She was tempted, if only to show Trenton he in no way owned her. She gave him a dazzling smile, when she was suddenly gripped from behind.




 

 

"The woman is taken," Trenton's voice said from behind, as his arms snaked around her waist and pulled her tightly to him. She was shocked by his behavior, as she'd never before seen him act so possessively. It wasn't like they were on a real date, anyway. She was his employee and he was simply showing her the town on a business trip.

He didn't give her time to say anything else, he just steered her toward a door, where his guards were, and led her outside to his waiting car. She slid in, feeling slightly buzzed and completely euphoric because of the wonderful night. Even his bad temper did nothing to her great mood.

"That was amazing. I'm certainly going to have to go to shows in the states. I know I won't get nearly as good of seats, but I don't think it will matter whether you're in the luxurious boxes or the back row. The music is so powerful it will carry to the furthest reaches of the theatre," she said to him. He noticed her hand once again stroked the jewelry, as it had all evening.

He could care less about the expensive pieces and found himself even more frustrated she was still worried about it. He pulled her across the car and locked his lips onto hers, taking both of their breaths away. The driver pulled up to their hotel and he reluctantly released her, neither of them saying a word on the long elevator ride to the top floor.

They entered the room and she shrugged out of her jacket, leaving her before him in the dress that had bothered him all evening. He poured them each a drink and handed hers over. She greedily sipped from the cup. He swallowed his in one shot, his nerves fried.

"Thank you for another wonderful day, Mr. Anderson," she said and turned toward her room. He stared at her in shock. She almost got away he was so stunned by her words. He finally got his footing just as she stepped through her doorway, and barged in after her, before she had a chance to shut the door and lock him out. Hell, he'd have broken the door down anyway, with the mood he was in.

"How the hell can you call me Mr. Anderson after the last few days we've had?" he shouted. She looked at him a bit stunned and took a step back. He slowly followed her, not letting his prey out of his sight.

"Y … you are my boss," she stuttered, seeming to realize the anger she'd caused in him and quickly making a retreat.

He followed her until her knees hit the bed and she had nowhere else to go. They were both breathing heavily as he stood with only inches separating them.