Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

The frequency of their meetings was correlated to her physiological cycle. She had irregular menses before and began to take the pill to regulate it. Eventually, Travis figured out the weeks were convenient and often planned accordingly. This meant she usually enjoyed three weeks free of him.

Therefore, she equated him to a medicinal dose as long as he did not show up unannounced.

Arianna pulled into the nearest plaza and waited in her car with her arms folded across her chest. Without surprise, Travis’s black car pulled in only minutes after her.

She locked her car and got into the back seat of his. She played with her fingers while Travis read a file during the drive.

“What were you doing at the hospital?” Travis asked without warning, his eyes still looking at the file.

“I… I went to visit a friend.” Arianna made an excuse. She did not like having to explain herself to him.

She was surprised to find that it was not Ryan Cooper driving. She did not want to tell either of them that she was at the hospital to check her womb.

“Are you going back to work this afternoon?”

“I’m on vacation today,” Arianna said honestly this time.

“Well, since you have no problems with your body, let’s go swimming in the afternoon,” Travis said cheerfully, still keeping his eyes glued to the documents.

Upon hearing that, Arianna went soft from head to toe. She could already feel the water rushing up to her nose to her brain.

Travis looked like he was having trouble with something. His eyes had not left the document, and she rarely saw this concerned look on his face. She hoped that he would not actually be interested in their interaction this time.

Arianna forgot why he insisted on teaching her how to swim. Perhaps it was because she was afraid of deep-sea movies, or perhaps it was because he thought it was funny that she loved baths but hated pools.

Nevertheless, Arianna was not a good student when it came to swimming. But he was not a patient teacher either. He caused her to choke on the water several times and get leg cramps. But she fought back, leaving countless scratches on his body. The only benefit she gained from their ‘lessons’ was how to hold her breath efficiently underwater.

That afternoon, Arianna clung to the railing on the side of the pool and would not let go. Travis said, “Come on, it’s the same as a bath, just without the soap and more water.”

“Nope. They are two completely different things.” As she answered, Travis grabbed her ankle and yanked her into the water.

She hated the feeling of him holding her ankles. The hair on her body stood up, and her muscles twitched as if he was holding her heart rather than her feet. In bed, he did the same when she tried to evade him. He pulled her back like a boomerang, which was humiliating.

Now that her life was at stake, she turned around and clung to his neck. When he tried to remove her hands, her legs wrapped around his body as if he was a piece of driftwood. The pool was very deep, and there was a motor that could create artificial waves and currents. She felt faint just looking at the pool.

She rested her head on Travis’s chest and tried to calm herself. Travis smirked and said, “If you were this enthusiastic in bed, I would be much more flattered.”

Arianna realized the implications of her body. She immediately released her legs. But before she could stabilize herself, Travis picked her up and threw her across the pool.

Luckily, Arianna was prepared to hold her breath before she was launched. She breathed very carefully around the pool in order not to choke on the water. Once she couldn’t talk for a whole day and her ears hurt for three days because she choked so hard. She much rather preferred the savage torture in the bedroom to the abuse she received in the water.

Arianna held her breath as her body floated in the water. It felt weird being held by liquid, very ghostly, she thought. It was like floating in the boundless cosmic wilderness, gentle yet terrifying.

However, her body started sinking. Arianna took a few strokes in panic and found that she was actually moving forward.

Travis called to her, “Yeah! Just like that, keep going.”

Arianna got nervous and tried to stand up. But, due to her lack of skills, she did not know how to anchor herself and ended up going further underwater. Pool water flooded her mouth, nose, and ears.

After struggling for some time, Travis pulled her up by her swimsuit strap. The pressure on her chest was relieved, and she inhaled heavily once above water. Then came the coughing.

“Are you trying to drown me?” Arianna accused Travis in between her coughs. She was sitting by the edge of the pool now.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

While she was occupied with her breathing, Travis was drifting around in the water effortlessly. His posture looked elegant, and his figure was strong.

Arianna stumbled onto the pool deck and covered her body in a towel. She then blew her nose into the middle of his towel.

Travis’s servant brought iced drinks and fresh towels. Arianna drank the beverage and discovered that her throat was still scratchy and dry with chlorine. She started drinking Travis’s drink too.

But before she knew it, he dove across the pool and was running at her. He swiped the drink from her hand and finished it off. Ignoring the reddish appearance of her eyes and nose, he said, “Come back in the pool, or you’ll have to start over next time.”

He put his arm around her waist and easily picked her up. There was nothing she could catch on the edge of the pool. Arianna clung to his shoulders and refused to get into the water. Her nails were digging into the back of his neck, making him slow his pace.

“I don’t want to drown!” Arianna said tensely.

“I won’t drown you. I love this pool and spent a lot of money on it. If you drowned in it, I wouldn’t be able to use it later.”