Forced Marriage To The Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 23

AUTHOR'S POV

Settling down on the last seat in the jet, Sara heaved a breath of relief. Instead of staying far away, Silas came and sat down on the seat opposite of her causing Sara to almost throw her legs in the air and whine out.

Why couldn't he just leave her the hell alone?

To avoid listening to Silas and looking in his piercing eyes, she plugged in the earphones before turning her head to look outside the window.

In a while, the plane was in the air and all she could see from here were fluffy clouds.

Sighing softly, Sara's mind wandered off to what that Devil might do again. She couldn't help but feel on edge.

Sara didn't know what she was doing or what she wanted to do anymore. Everything was blurred now.

Future. Ambitions. Decisions. Goals. Everything.

Her tired eyes were still fixed on those clouds as a lump clogged her throat slowly.

Suddenly, someone had taken away the headphones from her ears. Before Sara could even utter any word and glare at Silas, he took her phone as well.

“ What do you think you are doing? ” Sara hissed out as soon as she whipped her head around to glare at him.

“ Take some rest. Your eyes look like blood is going to ooze out of them. ” Silas turned off the music and stated in a calm voice.

He had been staring at her all this while. He was aware that she never slept in the last night. Her eyes were screaming the word 'tired' and yet, here she was...

Thinking about everything again.

“ Give. It. Back. ” Sara unbuckled her belt and got up before stepping forth, demanding for her phone and the headphones.

“ Take them if you can. ” Silas provoked, a smile coming up to rest on his lips.

“ Silas! ” Sara hissed lunging forward to take her phone back but Silas pushed his hands up just in time to dodge her hands.

Because of his last moment shift, Sara landed right over him. Her hands fell on his shoulders for support as her knee rested between his legs.

Slowly, Sara leaned back and looked down at him to find him already gazing at her with those intense eyes.

Dragging her tongue across her lips, she let her eyes take in the man before her. Her husband. He was her husband. Unfortunately.

“ Wanna kiss me now? ” Silas whispered, his eyes moving lower to rest on her heart shaped lips.

“ Over my dead body! ” Sara whispered in the same tone as his while her body refused to move away from him.

Silas brought his hands down as Sara sighed softly. All she wanted in that moment was to lean down and kiss him. What was so wrong about it anyway? She wondered in a trance as she leaned in unconsciously.

“ I won't like to kiss a dead body. That's...gross. But for you, I can always make some exceptions. ” Silas whispered in a serious tone and such a straight face that Sara froze on her spot.

Blinking her eyes dumbfoundedly, she gave Silas her usual 'What the Fuck' look while he playfully pouted to get a kiss from her.

“ Oh- I am so sorry Ma'am! Sir! ” The sudden female voice echoing close to them, caused Sara to move away from Silas in a lightening speed and fall back on her seat.

Huffing, Sara fixed her hair and clothes before clearing her throat awkwardly.

“ I am sorry I came at the wrong time! ” The female flight attendant apologized again and Sara finally tilted her head back to notice her standing there.

The flight attendant's eyes were throwing seductive glances at Silas even though she definitely knew he was married. Sara's mouth almost hanged low noticing this.