The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 23

Tessa's POV

Trevor stands up and walks to where I am seated. "Good."

He goes to the back and puts his face next to my shoulder. I stare back at his face, wishing it is Aidan.

"Your father isn't picking my calls anymore", He whispers close to my ears and moves away abruptly.

The action reminds me of how tense I am whenever Aidan is around and whenever I feel his breath on my skin. I close my eyes to shut the thoughts away.

"He is angry", I tell him.

"I have an offer to make for you to be married to Aidan", he utters and moves to the bar side where there are varieties of wines. He picks one up and pours it into two glasses.

I watch him as he moves back to sit, placing the glass of wine before me and gulping his.

"What offer?" I pick the glass up and sip a little wine from it, watching him from the transparent glass.

"The offer to make my son yours while you give me what I want." He smirks.

I am beginning to think otherwise. Why is he saying while I give him what I want? I frown and drop the glass cup.

"I don't get you", I tell him.

"First thing you have to do is make sure your father assists Aidan in getting the award. He will be well recognized and it will work in your favor." He begins to point out his offer.

"I never said I wasn't going to help him", My face is still frowned.

"But your father's assistance is what we need, he isn't picking my calls anymore"_ he states.

"Father is just mad at him."

"I understand. But I know my son more than you do. Getting married to him is possible with my help, all you need to do is do your part and leave the rest to me to deal with." He smirks.

"Are you going to force him?" I ask, hoping for a willing acceptance from Aidan.

"No", he answers sharply.

"Ok", he beams in excitement and picks up the cup to take another sip of the sweet wine.

I lean back on the sofa, twirling the cup around my fingers with a dreamy smile on my face. "What do I need to do?"

"First", he stands up again and moves towards me. "convince your father to help him win the award."

"How can I do that?" I know what to do but I want his opinions too.

"He is your father", his breath fans my neck. "You know how best to persuade him to do something for you."

"Father doesn't want me to be rejected by any man. Should I tell him Aidan has agreed to the marriage then? I think that will make the persuasion easier." I explain.

He looks thoughtful for a while as he stands upright. He touches his mustache and twists it for a while. "Anything that you think will help." He shrugs.

"Good. I will do just that but you have to promise me that you will convince Aidan before the award night. I want us to go there together as couples." I smile broadly.

"Consider that done." He replies.

I want to say no but no word is coming out of my mouth. My subconscious is telling me to let him, while I enjoy the pleasure of being with my father-in-law, thinking and wishing it is Aidan instead.

The only difference between them is just the old age of the man before you, my subconscious urges me.

"I'm sorry, I can't", I try to get up but he pins me down with his two arms beside my hand. He trails his hand from my neck down to my boobs, going downwards towards my thighs. I close my eyes, refraining from moaning.

"Do you even have any idea what Aidan wants in a woman?" He asks me.

Why is he asking me this? Aidan likes having sex with me, I never thought there is something I lack when it comes to sexual pleasure.

"Do you know how best to pleasure him and get him hooked onto you forever?" He asks again. "The first time I saw you two kissing in his office, I knew instantly that something was missing and Aidan will soon let you go to find that thing in another woman. I also knew you were the right woman for him which is why we are here", he is trailing kisses all over me. I am no longer thinking straight.

"I want to teach you now what you need to know about Aidan in the bedroom", he touches my boobs, squeezing them hard.

I wonder how he knows what Aidan likes in the bedroom.

As if reading my mind, he speaks up again. "Aidan and I are the same. We only have a slight difference."

He raise me from the sofa. I am with no panties beneath and I am sure my skirt is already soaked from the excess juices coming out from underneath.

He pushes me to the bed, making my skirt rise. He smirks when he sees my shaved spot.

"You are going to be sweet"_ he climbs in beside me and takes my lips.

I know what I am doing is wrong but I can't let go and run out. I realize I want him too, I want sex. I don't need to go to a party anymore.

I find myself moaning out loud for my father-in-law to thrust faster, in return for getting his son to marry me.