Tempting the Billionaire and His Heir

Chapter 18 (1218)

ALEXA’S POV

I laid in bed wondering what led to Nolan’s actions. He seemed all over the place that for a moment I thought he was actually on my side. Why would he stop Kathy from hitting me?

If anything that’s just like him, but what caused him to do it?

There were a multitude of possibilities and many reasons, but somehow, I was sure the reason why he pushed her away was because he’s scared I’d hurt her as well. After seeing how close she was to slapping me right then I thought to myself, why would he care for someone like me getting hurt?

But why wouldn’t he let his father get in the way, as to get me in touble… I mean, this is Nolan we’re talking about… Who would have predicted that he wouldn’t act this way?

Sighing deeply, I turn to my side and open the drawer of the night stand. Taking out my phone, I didn’t expect dozens of text messages from Jade herself.

She has been out of it for days end, working herself out to provide for her and David. I wonder how they are.

Popping the message app on, I texted Jade hello.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Finally, you replied! Tots u were died by now. Lol.” I smiled at her text as it came quickly after my message.

“Would still chat you if I were. Haha!” I grinned as I typed on my phone, imagining her eye roll in my head.

Sometimes, I thank Cody for creating the gang and introducing Jade. She had sazed our asses when we didn’t have anything to eat or even a place to sleep. Until now, she doesn’t waste a single minute to talk with me or even help when she can.

“David and the others went out to drink. These men think we just sit around doing nothing to earn.” I bit my lip from laughing, I knew it was true.

“Girl, stop talking bad or else mister grumpy ass will find out. Lol.” As I sent the message, the only reply she gave was a few laughing emojis.

We’ve been gossiping about the gang for awhole, how they try to act notorious yet their only dimwits with guns to show for.

“Lol, so when r u coming back then?” I could hear her pout on the other line, I laughed at her, even though I didn’t get why she was pouting.

“Well if it’s any consolation, I might squeeze in a day off whenever you’re free.” As I sent the text, she gave it a heart emoji and I could sense her squealing.

“I ain’t telling the boys, I’m keeping you for the whole day when that happens!” I couldn’t help but laugh at her giddiness to see me. I know it’s been a while but I find it comforting that someone actually cares about me.

“Any cuties there to keep yoh motivated?” Reading that with the emoji had me laughing, I covered my mouth from going further and replied back.

“Maybe two,” I sent the chat along with a wink and it sent me grinning from ear to ear.

The night drifted on with back and forth chats between us, until I had falled asleep entirely.

(***)

“Alexa!” Another call for the third time from upstairs came, I was practically running by now.

“Coming!” I yelled, I wasn’t having the time of my life as Nolan kept yelling my name and calling for me.

“ALEXA!” Fourth. If he says my name again, I swear I will be put to jail for sewing his mouth shut.

I opened the door to his room and I saw him. His hair was all disheveled with his clothes wrinkled and dirty from the painting he has been doing all afternoon, looking just like a mess as well.

When he caught sight of me he stopped whatever he was doing that was on the top of him and turned to me.

“Come here,” Nolan gestures over to me as he spoke.

“Why?” I raised an eyebrow as I walked closer towards him.

“For my project.”

Nolan grabs hold of my arm and pulls me into the room. My eyes widened at the sudden action, especially since I haven’t touched anyone for several days.

“Okay, what do I do now?” I asked him as soon as I was in the room. He pushes me on the chair and sits back down infront of his desk where he painted.

“Just pose for me…” he told me in a bored tone of voice. And with those words, I could not believe what he had just said. He wants me to pose for him?

“Wait a minute… What?!” I almost screamed as I jumped out of my chair.

“Calm down Alexa, sit down and stay quiet and still.” He pointed his finger at me and I obliged him obediently.

His face suddenly grew serious and he leaned forward on his palms resting them on the desk in front of him. A slight blush crept across my cheeks upon seeing him.

“Can you sit still please for ten minutes, I need to paint your face.”

How dare this hooligan?!

Nolan then stands back up and makes his way infront of me, giving me a serious look.

“Just do me a favour, god, why are you so weird?” He grumbles as he puts his hand on my shoulder.

Does hethinks that I am going to allow him to paint me? This man is insane!

“Do you even know who I am? Do you know how embarrassing this is?” I tried to get out of the chair but to no avail, I ended up falling straight onto him, landing on him and sending us both toppling to the floor.

“Jesus Christ!” He exclaims as our faces were a few inches from each other, I felt a hand beneath my breast. My eyes widen the realization and quickly got up.

“Dude, I’m not even asking you to go nude! Just pose for me in an interesting way,” Nolan says as he stayed on his back while watching me brush myself off.

I rolled my eyes at his attempt to play dumb, as I picked my hair from the floor and stood up straight. He makes his way to his table as he watches me stand before him.

“So I assume you want me to pose for you like the sketches you did last week?” I raise a brow, wondering why he even wanted me to pose for him like the stupid piece of art he created.

“Yes.” His eyes looked down at me intently as he watched me walk over to the table that held his paintings.

He was sitting there with his legs crossed and his arms folded under his chest, his expression showing boredom.

I sighed heavily. How much more could he make me suffer for a few minutes before deciding to do something?

Then, an idea came to mind. As I made my way back to the chair infront of him, I see him from the corner of my eye preparing to sketch.

Putting my left foot on top of the seat that was facing him, I put my both hands on my waist and arch my back seductively.

“What the hell are you doing?”