The Tycoon's Proposal(27)

She finally managed to untangle herself from his arms and searched the darkened deck for her missing clothes. Luckily, the dress never came off all the way and her light jacket was easy to find. She couldn't spot her panties and decided she didn't care.

She walked towards the doors and spotted the deck chair under the door knob. She was both horrified and relieved to see it. She was glad no one had been able to come out and spot her lying in his arms, half naked and yet horrified that he'd thought to enclose the two of them. He must've had zero doubts she would succumb to him once again.

She was trying to decide how to remove the chair, without making any noise, when she spotted a stair case to her left. She walked over and was relieved to see it led to the yard below. She knew the walk back to his house was a long one but there was a trail and it would be good for her. She would have plenty of time to think about what she was going to do next.

Ryan woke up a while after Nicole slipped away and looked around in disbelief. He couldn't believe she'd once again run out on him. He'd told her she wasn't to leave his bed. He had to smile to himself mockingly, considering she didn't really break his rule as they'd fallen asleep in a lounger. He jumped up and straightened out his clothing. The sun was just starting to come up in the sky, giving him a bit of light.

He spotted her delicate panties, which were completely destroyed. He threw them in his pocket, then looked over the deck. There was no sign of her, anywhere. He saw the chair was still under the doorknob so he knew she must've escaped down the stairs.

He squared his shoulders and headed towards his vehicle. There was no way he wanted to risk running into his cousin, with his knowing eyes. He wouldn't live it down that his woman snuck off in the middle of the night. Hell, Derek and Drew were both incredibly lucky men. They had beautiful wives who idolized them. Their women were in no way push-over's and had certainly given his cousins a run for their money. But he knew they didn't slip from their beds in the middle of the night. No, his cousins most likely woke up to be satisfied fully each morning, instead of left aching.




 

 

Luckily, there was no one about at the early hour of the morning and he was able to sneak off. He headed straight for home, where he planned on having a rip roaring fight with his woman and she would certainly learn her place. He was going to teach her that her place was in his bed. He cringed a bit at what a chauvinist he sounded like but he didn't care, she was his and she needed to learn that.

Ryan wasn't normally a man who ever accepted defeat, which was why he had billions in his bank account and she would soon learn this fact. He pulled into his driveway in anticipation. He slowed the car as he drove up the long driveway. He could take his time now because he knew soon he would get what he wanted.

He stepped through the front doors and all was quiet in the house. He peaked in on Patsy, who was sleeping soundly. He smiled at her much healthier complexion, knowing she was going to be okay. That alone was worth all the heartache her sister was giving him.

He climbed the stairs and of course she wasn't in his room. He blew out a breath of frustration. He next went to the room he'd found her in the last time and opened the door. His breath was knocked out of him. Standing before him was Nicole in nothing but a towel. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, even without a lick of make-up on her face and her hair hanging wetly down her back.

She glared at him and he glared right back. It was time to let her know how a proper mistress acted. She seemed to have forgotten in the last couple of weeks.

"I woke up alone again," he stated the obvious.

"And this concerns me how?" she asked with a raise of her brows. Her snide answer sent his blood to boiling.

"I told you that you won't leave my bed in the middle of the night," he growled at her.

"And I told you I'll do as I please," she snapped right back. He slowly began to stalk her and he was satisfied when her eyes rounded and she started to retreat from him.

"Are you trying to break our agreement Nicole?" he asked quietly.

"You don't own me," she whispered.

"Oh but I do own you Nicole. Our agreement is I help your sister and you're my mistress until I see fit of disposing of you. You aren't keeping me very happy right now so I guess I could throw you and Patsy out of here. Then she wouldn't get the medical treatment she still needs," he threatened her. He knew he was sinking to an all-time low but he was so angry he didn't even care.

"You wouldn't do that," she said but not with much confidence.

"Try me. Leave my bed again before I'm ready for you too and you'll see exactly what I'll do," he said with a confident smile. He prayed she wouldn't call his bluff because there was no way in hell he'd punish Patsy. His ace in the hole was that Nicole had no idea what he would or wouldn't do.