Page 74 of Wicked Trap

She threw a paper napkin at him. “Pervert!”

He grinned. “Most definitely, princess. Very perverted. You’ll discover it soon.”

She fought a blush even as her heart raced. Immediately, she changed the topic. “Have you met the Prism chairman?” she asked.

His eyebrow rose at her question.

“I mean... I was wondering if he is young or middle-aged or maybe old.” According to her father, the man was an eligible billionaire. But it could mean any age group.

“Why are you so interested in the Prism chairman?” he asked, sounding amused.

“I’m not.” At least not in the way he was imagining. She despised the Prism chairman because the man was a ruthless bastard whether or not he was young or accomplished.

“Then let’s talk about us, princess.”

She didn’t want to talk about anything personal. But she did want to ask him something.

“What’s your name?” Her face was on fire as she asked that question.

“Arjun.”

“Arjun what?”

His mouth twisted. “Does it matter?”

Ugh.

She felt a déjà vu recalling a similar conversation. But he was right. She didn’t need to know his name during their temporary fling. So she brought up the topic which would set the boundaries.

“About the rules...” she began. “We can’t go out on dates.”

He looked amused. “I thought you would set rules about wanting something kinky.”

She blushed. “I’m being serious! I can’t be seen with any guy alone. My father... wouldn’t like it. Other people can’t know either that we are... together.”

He grinned. “Fine. No dates outside.”

“And... this... this... fling that we are going to have... it is temporary. I’m not promising anything in the future.”

He placed a hand on his heart with a dramatic expression. “I’m hurt, princess. How can you call it a fling when I thought ours was going to be true love based on how we met and our interactions so far.”

She shook her head at his comment. “Arrogant jerk,” she scolded.

He continued to grin. “What else?”

“That’s it for now. Do you... uh... have any rules as well?”

He nodded. “We are going to spend every free moment we have together.”

Her heart jerked. “Why?”

He smirked. “You are hot, princess. I want access to that hot body of yours.”

“Pervert,” she said once again.

He grinned.

Soon, they finished their meal, and it was time for dessert. She got up to bring two small bowls, but he stopped her. “You can eat it from the container.”

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