Dumped A Scumbag At The Altar For A One Night Stand With A Billionaire-Chapter 160: Turbulence

The Rowena islands was located within Belviere, a country with the most beautiful tourist spots and resorts in the world. They would need to go on a fourteen hour journey by flight to get there, after that there would be a long drive to Rowen city, a town connected to the island by sea from which they would have to travel by boat to get to the islands. It was indeed going to be a really long journey, hence the minute Celine got to sit down, she decided to relax. However her moment of relaxation was suddenly disturbed by the pesky Ryan.

"So, the flight will be a long one, are you comfortable or do you need anything?"

Celine was already getting tired of his insistent presence around her, nevertheless she showed no discomfort, "I’m fine, thank you." Hoping to finally get rid of him with those words but he showed no signs of leaving, even making himself comfortable on the seat next to her own.

Celine sighed, deciding to just ignore his presence and get some rest, the flight was going to be a long one and she didn’t want to look miserably unrested by the time it would land, and of course she had to make sure she still looked good enough to torment a certain someone. Thinking about him, a small smile played on her lips before Ryan who was sitting quite close to her suddenly spoke up.

"I’m glad you’re comfortable, the flight is going to be long..." He said leaning closer to her until she could feel his breath blowing up some tiny hairs by the side of her face, "...have you noticed it’s just the two of us here?"

Celine glanced up, and suddenly noticed that in the entire coach, every other seat was empty except for theirs. There were other employees from Grayson Corp on the plane, why was no one sitting here.

"I made it happen so you and I can get to know each other a little better while we’re here, and we have the rest of this trip to..." His voice lowered with each word he spoke, drawled in an evident manner that he intended to seduce, his fingers slowly inching towards her as he added, "...do whatever we want before we land." His finger trailed over her arm with a sickening slowness.

Celine, feeling his touch on her skin suddenly sat up straight, without another moment’s hesitation she swiped her palm across his face landing him a resounding slap, his face swung sideways and she felt no regrets whatsoever because this was something she had been waiting to do for a long time.

"Know your limits Mr Blakewood, just what kind of woman do you think I am?"

"The kind that’s only meant for me!" He growled in an aggressive tone, his face reddened by the slap and the sharp anger that showed in his eyes, "You know you can no longer escape this, only a man like me is fit for you, and a woman like you is only meant to be with me!" His face contorted in an angry scowl.

Why was she so bent on resisting him so much, he knew a hundred and one women who would gladly jump at him even without the Blakewood family name because he was attractive enough, why was it different with her?

"You’re delusional Mr Blakewood." Celine couldn’t even begin to believe the words coming from his mouth, he sounded insanely obsessive that she couldn’t even bear to be in the same space as him anymore, she merely shook her head at how twisted his thoughts were.

She undid her seatbelts unable to spend another second beside him then got up to leave.

"Where are you going?" He queried, seemingly about to get up to follow her.

"Don’t you dare try to follow me Mr Blakewood or believe me I’m going to make this trip unbearable for you." She warned.

She had no reservations in beating him up to teach him some brains if she had to, her fighting skills were a trump card she rarely used but if he insisted and persistently bothered her, she would really not hold back. It disgusted her that he’d even thought of clearing out the whole coach just to get frisky with her.

Did he really believe in his head that she would instantly submit to him?

She had warned him, but he wouldn’t be Ryan if he didn’t continue to persist. He took off his seatbelt, grabbing her arm the moment she turned to leave, "You can’t leave, not after I specially arranged this coach for you and me for the rest of the flight. You will have to stay with me!" He said aggressively as if he would make her stay if he had to.

Without bothering to waste another word on him, Celine grabbed his arm, skillfully twisting it behind his back.

"Ughh!" Ryan let out a pained cry, "What the fuck?!" He didn’t seem to have expected such a move from her, or for her to possess enough strength that he couldn’t struggle to escape her grasp.

"Are you fucking crazy? Let me go!" He shouted when he heard a light crack from his elbow and a shot of pain.

"Shouldn’t you know it’s not okay to touch a woman if she doesn’t want to Mr Blakewood?" Celine uttered, not straining at all even with the force she used to hold his arm, just a tiny twist and his bones would snap like a twig but she kept it between sharp pain without breaking his bones, "I don’t want to have anything to do with you, and believe me this is the last time I’m going to tell you this...Now quit being a scoundrel and leave me alone, otherwise the next time I won’t just twist your arm, I’ll break your bones as well."

She released him, shoving him into the seats and he landed with a painful thud, Celine turned around and walked out of his coach. In all honesty she had no idea he had arranged the coach secretly so there would only be him and her, otherwise she wouldn’t be here in the first place.

Ryan watched her leave still clutching his arm that was still hurting badly, the expression on his face showed anger and pain along with shock and astonishment, he had no idea she was this feisty...even though his ego was bruised that he had been handled this way by a freaking woman, he actually...liked it. The painful scowl on his face was suddenly replaced by a devious smirk, "Resist me all you want, it only makes me want you more. And mark my words, I’ll make you pay for this in my bed!"

He said, still watching the place she had disappeared to, his eyes showing unhidden lust.

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"...I repeat, we will be experiencing a slight turbulence, ensure you’re fully strapped in..."

The voice issuing this warning sounded several times, but Celine was too distracted in her annoyance to hear it.

She should have known Ryan had bad intentions when he led her to a private coach earlier saying he reserved a special seat for her, but she hadn’t even suspected him at the time. Celine walked around an empty coach trying to find where the other employees could be, she’d rather sit with all the other employees than all alone where Ryan might come and find her again.

"...ensure you are fully strapped in, we will be experiencing a slight turbulence..." The voice repeated.

This time, Celine finally seemed to have heard what was being said.

Shit, she had to find somewhere to sit for now because of the turbulence.

Celine spotted the door of the next coach in front of her, she had no idea where she was going because she didn’t come across any of the stewardesses to ask for directions so she decided to enter the next coach and find a seat until the turbulence was over, the door opened as she pushed it as she walked in.

The interior of the coach looked posh, Celine went in further and was about to take her seat on an empty spot when she caught sight of a familiar person from the corner of her eye.

She quickly swung her head to the direction. She was shocked to see Tristan reclined in his seat, his eyes closed as If he was asleep.

So this was his coach?

She recalled how he had tried to talk her out of going on the trip and shook her head in light amusement. Did he think he could talk her out of going once she had decided to go?

Ryan might have tricked her into agreeing, but now she wanted to go because she had her own reasons.

His eyes were closed in sleep, his expression holding a sharp strictness. Could he not relax for once?

Celine silently approached him, she made sure not to hover over him not to wake him up if he felt her presence but she silently gazed at his face until his brows suddenly pulled together in a frown, before she could realize he had actually not been sleeping his eyes swung open, his questioningly annoyed gaze fell on her.

She had just been about to open her mouth to say something in explanation of why she was here when the floor suddenly seemed to sway, she felt herself falling sideways.

The turbulence!

Just when she thought she was going to land harshly on the floor and hurt herself, she felt a strong hold around her wrist, she was pulled the other way instead, landing comfortably in a seating position. When she finally opened her eyes she met fiery hazel eyes up close, their noses were almost touching, their breaths mingling, her heart skipped a beat.

The frown on his face didn’t disappear as he gazed at her, but his eyes searched her own.

She seemed to be sucked into a vortex as she stared into his eyes, deep and cold but she knew there was also warmth in them, warmth that she had seen and felt. It took a hot second for her to realize that she was sitting on his lap.

Her face instantly flushed deep red.