°Got everyone watchin' us, so baby let's keep this secret
A little bit scandalous, but baby don't let them see it
A little less conversation, and a little more touch my body. -
Into you- Ariana Grande

~Paige~

I paused noticing a word which seemed familiar- disturbingly familiar, because that was what killed Dylan's father and made him decide to leave.

But it couldn't be, I thought as I turned back to take a look.

"I knew it," I hissed, picking up the paper with some circles drawn on it, shaking my head.

My naive self believed him and thought it was some important business meeting.

How didn't I notice? How didn't I notice him not looking at me in the eyes?

I wish I had known before preparing the dinner. I would have stayed home and made him starve for food and me.
I brought up the paper and examined it as I shook my head.

Why won't he drop drop the case? Why can't he forget about it and live normally?

I sat down hoping he'd be all right since he hadn't replied to my text.

Please let him be all right.

Dylan: Just landed. Can't wait to see you gorgeous.

I let out a breath and got back to setting up the table even though I was pissed at him.

Dylan had given me the keys before leaving because he left while Martin was still here.

He had been gone for three days, saying he had an important business meeting in Japan. We FaceTimed every night, sometimes keeping it open all night.

Taking one last look at the mirror, I heard the entrance door creak open

 I saw him rushing towards me, through the mirror, his eyes filled with lust. Wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me tight, he rested his head on my neck.

 I turned around and looked up at him, still being held close to his chest. The swirl of emotions in his eyes made me gasp and I smiled as we stared into each others eyes.

"I've missed you," was all he said before he captured my lips in a passionate kiss.

I put my anger aside and forgot that he had lied to me just so I'd enjoy the kiss for as much as it lasted.

I pulled out and shoved the paper I had found earlier to his chest, raising my brow.

He bit his lip as he closed his eyes.

"I'm so pissed at you for lying to me."

"I hope you weren't too pissed while preparing dinner."

"Oh I was. You should really be careful when you eat, because a pissed girl could do anything."

"You're not serious, are you?"

Ignoring his question, I went passed him and sat at the table.

As he sat on the table he gave me a confused look before he raised his brow and smirked.

We both sat there in silence for a while, taking small sips of the wine exchanging glances.

I sat amused, watching him as he debated whether to eat or not.

"Why aren't you eating?" I asked.

"I will." He brought the fork and knife and cut a piece of steak slowly, giving me an uneasy look.

"You wouldn't do it," he said, bringing the fork to his mouth.

"Why not?" He brought down the fork as his eyes widened. I tried my hardest not to burst out laughing. His facial expression was priceless.

"Why won't you eat?"

"I'm not hungry," I answered, giving him a half smile as I took a sip from the wine.

He chuckled as he shook his head, mumbling something.

"I trust you," he said as he placed the fork in his mouth, chewing the meat.

"It's really good."

"Thanks," I said, taking a look at my watch, making it seem as if there was really something in the food.

"Paige, seriously?" He looked at me, mortified.

"I warned you. Didn't I? Too much trust breaks the person."

"You wouldn't do it; You can't live without me."

"Maybe," I said as I took a bite of the steak.

"How was the business meeting?" I asked after a few minutes of silently eating, emphasizing the word business.

"Fun." He gave an amused smile. He was enjoying this.

"Were there any girls?"

"Yes."

I smashed my hands on the table and got up, noticing his smile grow wider.

"I don't see anything amusing about this."

"You're a combination of sexy and cute when you're angry."

He stood up and came behind me, hugging me from behind.

"Are you still mad?"

"Yes."
I turned to face him.

I then felt a hot breath on my neck, then the tender brush of his lips burning as they make contact with my neck.

He paused as he smirked, sliding his arm around my waist.

"How about now?"

His lips brush mine. Not in an innocent way, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. I wanted to pull away before I lose myself but I couldn't seem to function normally.

"Yes," I breathed.

The next thing I knew, he had slammed his lips to mine and nearly knocked all the wind from
my lungs.
He kissed me deep, numbing my senses. I could nearly feel the slight burn of the wine from earlier as it rolled off my tongue and seeped down my throat with every push of his tongue against mine.

"Paige," he whispered against my lips slowly, prolonging each letter. I smiled, my heart fluttering at his voice.

Why did he have such an effect on me?

"Let me take care of that."

Before I could even answer, he unzipped my dress.

The next morning.

What happened to putting limits and punishing him for lying? my inner self scolded.

Damn you Dylan! 

I forced myself to wake up early and get out of his grasp. It was quite difficult because he was holding on to me so tight.

I ran my hand through his hair slowly, trying not to wake him up as I smiled at how he slept.

I wore yesterday's clothes and headed home to shower and change before going to work.

Dylan called me several times on my way to work, but I didn't pick up the call.

"Don't allow Dylan to come in. Tell him I'm busy," I told the secretary as I walked into my office.

It was a hectic day at the office; I had to hold back several times from calling him. I found it really hard since we'd been speaking all the day since he left to Japan, but I had to do this today.

The secretary then called through the office phone an hour later.

"Paige why are you doing this?" Dylan asked through the phone and I widened my eyes, closing the line without saying a word.

The door of my office then flew open and a not so happy Dylan appeared.

"There's no escaping now. We'll solve this here and now," he said before locking the door.

"There's nothing to solve." I crossed my arms, walking towards him.

"Baby, did I hurt you yesterday? Did I do anything wrong?"

"No it was-" amazing, I shook my head erasing the memory, "stop."
I turned my face away.

"That's wasn't what you were telling me yesterday." He smirked as he winked.

"You used sex against me. You lied to me for three days. Lying is unacceptable."

"Are you going to leave me?"

"I promised to stay."

"You won't leave me because of the promise or because you love me?"

"I don't break promises unlike some people."

"I would never break a promise made to you."

"You lied for three days straight. How were you able to look at me in the eye without feeling guilty?"

"For your safety, I swear."

"You could have at least told me. I never expected you to lie to me anymore."

"I know. I'm sorry, but I thought that if I told you, you'd want to come and I wouldn't be able to say no. I just want you by my side and safe."

"I won't leave because that would just be torture for the both of us. I'm just putting some boundaries and limits for lying to me."

He gave me a confused look.

"No sex," I listed out, walking back to my chair. "No making out and definitely no more kissing on the lips."

"So many limits."
He strided towards me raising his brow.

"But do you think that I'd be the only one getting punished?"

No, I'm punishing myself too.

"Only you."

"Darling, you'll be the one to give in first."

"Oh we'll see."

"There's a business party tonight, I'll text you the rest of the details. May the best teaser win."

"May the person who plays fair without crossing the limits win. I'll see you tonight, Dylan Sparks."

"It's going to fun teasing you," he said,  picking up my hand.

"Likewise."

He the kissed my hand before planting soft kisses up my arm, keeping his gaze on me.

He stopped and brought his face so closer to mine, his lips brushing mine teasingly.

"Paige Williams. You can't even resist me."

"Watch me," I whispered, running my hands through his hair.

Oh Dylan this is going to be a fun game.

••••

"How about you give in and we ditch this party?"

"How about you give in."

"I'm winning this."

"Don't be too sure, pleasures do get the best of us."

"Really?" His hand traced my back sending tingles down my spine.

I inhaled deeply, forgetting what we had been talking about. I had to focus on looking completely unaffected, faking a smile at some people and standing upright while Dylan ran his hand teasingly over my back.

Staying for another hour was such a torture; Dylan showed no mercy. He kept on whispering seductively, the things he could do if I give in, in my ear.

I should have added dirty talk to the limits.

If there wasn't loads of people and the fact that I would always want to win, I would have clung to him, giving in.

Thank goodness for the party and well my stubborn egoistic self.

I had to pretend to be asleep in the car to save myself from my hormones and from giving in.

Once we were in his house he layed me down on the couch before he traced the length of my leg with his finger.

"Did you really think I'd believe you're asleep?"

Great.

"Just give in and save yourself from the torture."

"Torture?" I laughed, opening my eyes.

He placed his hands on my waist and leaned so close. "You're probably so wet right now."

No.
Maybe.
Yes.

"Oh baby, don't be delusional. Not even a single drop." I winked, putting my hand on his shoulder.

He then came so close, his nose brushing my cheek and then he leaned in and whispered seductively in my ear, "oh we'll see."
His lips then touched my earlobe before he pulled away.

Let the games begin!

Dylan showered before me and he purposely came out smirking with just the towel wrapped around his waist, showing off his toned muscles.

I grabbed my towel and my belongings and headed  immediately towards the toilet before letting him try to tease me.

I'm making him lose tonight.

After a hot relaxing shower, I brushed my teeth and wore my underwear and a very short black sexy satin night dress.

I got the lotion, dropped it on Dylan's side of the bed and headed to brush my hair, slowly peaking from time to time at Dylan to see his face or what he was doing.

 I stretched my body over Dylan making sure our body touched as I took the body lotion I had dropped on the table next to him, I made my other hand slightly lay on his upper chest, giving him tingles.

I slowly applied lotion on my legs, arms and stomach while keeping my eyes locked with Dylan. I returned the lotion repeating what I had done before. As I dropped the lotion, I leaned in towards Dylan's face, my lips slightly touching his lower neck,moving upwards until I reached his ear I whispered, "oh hi."

I then slowly faced him and kissed his neck teasingly, tracing kisses up his neck. I reached his jaw and then I kissed the end of his mouth as I slid my hand under his shirt slowly and carefully drawing circles, looking at him in the eyes.

He tried to look as unaffected as he could, but his eyes spoke everything. His eyes contradicted his face. He then jerked up and brought his face closer to mine as he pulled out my hand from under his shirt and held up my wrist.

"Careful Dylan, are you giving up?" I said smirking, my lips mere inches away from his.

"Who told you I am." With that, he pinned me on the bed and got on top of me. My eyes widened at the sudden move, his hand still gripping my wrist.

He looked at me and smiled as he removed a hair strand which was on my face. His eyes then wandered down my neck to my legs and then stopped as he smirked.

He then planted soft kisses on my stomach pulling the short dress upwards, making me feel weak.

When he reached to my chest he began nuzzling my neck with delicate kisses. So faint, they were whispers. I urged myself to push away, but couldn't. I was losing control of the situation. His headwas angled slightly to the side as his lips came closer and closer to mine. As they brushed mine, I was surprised to find my own lips getting parted.

"I see you losing control."

I closed my lips and my eyes, getting back to my senses.

When I opened them and looked to the side, I saw the paper I had found yesterday and frowned.

"Dylan." He stopped and got to the side removing the hair strand from my face.

'Yes?"

"Promise you'll leave Montero's case... Please for me."

He looked at me and sighed.

"I don't want to have the fear that you would get hurt or even killed."

"I want to end it. I want to get everything revealed and get them locked up. I don't want them knowing about you. Hell, I'd even kill Montero myself before he gets to you."

"But if you leave them alone wouldn't they give up?"

"If only it was that simple."

I sighed.

"I do however can promise to love you with all I have as long as this heart keeps beating," he said as he brought my hand to his heart.

"Just hold me tight until I fall asleep... Cuddling isn't part of the limits."

"You won't give up right?"

"No," I murmured as I snuggled next to him.

He gave a chuckle before he kissed my forehead and held me, playing with my hair whispering sweet nothings.

Hello lovely Readers, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Who do you think will win Dylan or Paige?😈❤🔥

Thank you @layan_ghraizi for spoiling me and Paige with those amazing drawings. I love this so muchhhh😍🎨
I love you💋

J and I are working on If Only's trailer and we can't wait for it to finish and show you guys.❤❤

Chapter 37 comes up on the 25th of February❤💋