Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto) novel Chapter 34

“Don’t mess with me, woman!” Ollie said with venom in his voice.

“If you don’t let go of me, How will I be able to speak? You’re literally choking me.” She said, still struggling to free herself from his hold.

“There’s nothing I hate more than people playing pranks on me so better keep to your word.” He spanked her ass once more before letting go of her.

The moment Katherine turned around, Oliver chuckled at how flushed her face was and how a bit scattered her hair was. She was about to hit him on the cheek again but this time around, Oliver stopped her by holding her hand still.

“You want to touch me so bad that this is the only excuse you could come up with?”

“I hate you so much.”

He smirked, “You sure about that?” She was struggling to free her hand from him but he just wouldn’t bulge.

“You are so full of yourself. I wish I could wipe that smirk off your face forever.”

“Okay, You’re being brutal.”

“Yeah! Because you don’t deserve to smile and neither do you deserve any ounce of happiness coming your way.”

“You hate me that much.” His words came out more as a statement than a question. He released her hands, seeing the amount of hate she had for him in his eyes.

“I don’t remember doing anything to hurt you and if there was anyone that was to be angry, I think it’s me.”

Katherine scoffed, “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Oliver folded his arms, staring at her curiously.

“You’re nothing but a user!”

“When have I ever used you? I hope you aren’t talking about the sex we had years ago.”

“Of course I am.” She rolled her eyes at her.

“Don’t play that pity card with me, woman!”

“I’m not playing any pity card. I’m only stating facts here.”

“How did I use you? You wanted to fuck me as much as I wanted to fuck you.”

“Yes, I consented but I’m not talking about that.”

“Then what the fuck are you talking about? Spill, because I’m starting to get irritated.”

“You were my first.”

“So? Didn’t you have a good time? Didn’t I make you have the time of your life?.”

“I’m sure you’ve had a lot of sexes after that; have any of them been able to beat that night? I honestly doubt it.”

“Oh, please, just shut the fuck up!”

“Can you stop being a liar if you want this conversation to go freely?”

“You probably woke up when I was out with them, scolding me for being nothing but a jerk and an asshole.”

“I came back to the room, you weren’t there so I thought you left willingly. No strings attached and that made me not bother looking for you. Same reason why I didn’t come out when you and your mom were leaving. I was awake, watching you all from my window. You were putting on a pink tracksuit.”

“I was really angry that I couldn’t sleep so I drank till dawn. I can’t even tell what angered me more. The fact that you and your mother left just like that or the fact that my Dad raised his hands on me for the first time.”

“So you spent the last seven years of your life hating me for the wrong reason? So pathetic.”

The duo were silent for almost a minute, saying nothing to each other, staring into each other’s eyes.

“Where the hell are you going?” Oliver groaned when he saw her take steps when She hadn’t told him all he needed to know.

“Chill. Just wanna quench my thirst.” She said resisting the urge not to apologize because Ollie was naturally an asshole.

She approached the fridge for a bottle of white wine. She grabbed a glass and poured some in it, bringing the cup to her lips immediately to take some sips.

“Nothing for your guest? How rude.”

Katherine rolled her eyes at Oliver, returning her attention back to her drink.

She drank most of it, and placed the cup on the counter, after which she made her way back to Oliver, leaving a reasonable space between them.

“I don’t bite.” He said like it was no big deal.

“Or are you scared of what I might do to you? You're scared you won’t be able to resist me or control your urges?” He said, taking steps towards her.