Dumped A Scumbag At The Altar For A One Night Stand With A Billionaire-Chapter 174: I Know You Care About Me

Tristan halted his movements, his gaze falling on his hand where Celine had grabbed his wrist, a fleeting emotion passed by his eyes in that moment, but he didn’t say anything.

Realization hit her and she came to her senses quickly releasing his hand, grabbing him in a haste had been sort of from instinct since she thought he was leaving, but coming back to her senses she quietly cursed herself.

"Is something wrong? Are you still feeling pain?" He asked wondering why she’d held his hand.

Celine was about to shake her head since her ankle didn’t hurt much anymore, but then seemingly realizing something she quietly nodded saying, "It... It still hurts a bit."

"Let me see." He went on his knees again picking up her feet.

"No, it’s fine..."

"Let me." He insisted as she tried to remove her legs again, then he once again put gentle pressure on her ankle around where she twisted it earlier.

"Does it hurt?" He asked again, but she shook her head, making him trail his hands downwards on her ankle his touch leaving a shivering tingle on her skin as it moved then put pressure again, "Here?"

Celine was still somewhat dazed by the effect of his touch when he asked, she didn’t know if it was just her or his voice had gotten even lower taking a seductive hint. She shook her head again, slowly with her eyes looking dazed.

His fingers moved again, this time with the faintest pressure as if to massage it lightly, there was still the faintest hint of pain on her feet, the initial unbearable pain had disappeared since he’d fixed her ankle earlier, however this time, along with the lingering pain was a tingling pleasure elicited by his touch.

The warm feeling of his hand on her skin as he lightly kneaded to soothe her of the pain along with the sizzling sensation it brought made blood rush up to her cheeks, she became painfully aware of his every movement and her heart began to thump in her chest,

"I... It’s fine now, it doesn’t hurt anymore." Celine quickly said making him look up at her, he nodded then gently placed her feet on the ground.

"What were you in a hurry to tell me earlier?" He asked, remembering she was hurrying over to say something when she suddenly twisted her ankle.

"Antonio came here with some people and took everything, including all our clothes, they said it was part of the game."

Tristan scrunched his brows then got up finally noticing how empty the room looked, which he hadn’t noticed earlier due to Celine suddenly twisting her ankle. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

He seemed to be contemplating something for a while, before saying, "Then we’ll make do, will you be alright?" He asked turning to her.

Celine knew he wouldn’t want to back out of the so called game because of the promise the chief had made to seal the deal if they won, so she immediately nodded,

"I’ll be fine." The truth was, she would support him in whatever he wanted to do, so she didn’t mind staying in the empty room, besides, it was just for one night, what was the worst that could happen?

***

Celine curled herself up like a fetus but it still didn’t quell the skin biting cold as she lay on the bed for a while now but still couldn’t fall asleep.

Apart from the fact that the cottage lacked warming, while the biting chill could engulf them in whole if they weren’t properly covered.

Earlier she’d had a warm shower, forgetting that there were no towels in the room, she had to stay in the bathroom until she dried up then she wore her clothes again.

Tristan was laying in front of her on the bed with his back turned to her, he didn’t move nor say a word which made her unable to tell if he was asleep or not. There was a hint of warmth coming from his body which made her scooch a bit closer to him but kept her distance. Her nose suddenly tingled unbearably and she sneezed.

Only then did Tristan turn towards her making her realize he hadn’t been asleep after all.

"Are you cold?"

Celine gazed up at him as she rubbed her nose then sniffed before nodding her head.

There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something but was holding himself back, in the end he finally spoke up, "Come here."

"Huh?"

"It’ll make you feel warmer." He made a gesture for her to move closer to him.

Celine blinked, then slowly shifted closer to him but there was still some distance between them,

"A bit closer." He said, his hazel eyes studying her face that now had a slightly pink tint on her cheeks.

Again, she moved closer, however stopping when she was just a small distance from him leaving a gap between them.

"Do you want to freeze before morning? Come closer."

There was still some hesitation on her face, "But..."

Without waiting for her to finish speaking Tristan scooped her closer, his arms going around her waist, her body landing against his own as if to fully merge them together.

Celine’s breath stopped, as the warmth from his body filled her along with the musky scent of his cologne, her heart suddenly began to race, "Tristan I..."

"Shh, go to sleep." He whispered softly.

However, still feeling uncomfortable Celine tried to wriggle out of his arms, not knowing the strong effect she was having on him.

"Celine if you don’t stop moving..." He stopped without completing his words but merely added, "Just relax, get some sleep."

With that Celine remained still in his arms, basking in the endless warmth from his body as his large arms were fully wrapped around her securing her from the cold. She suddenly became worried about him,

"What about you, aren’t you cold?" She asked softly.

"I’m not." He muttered straightforwardly.

Was she kidding? How could he be cold with her in his arms? In fact he felt scorched by the burning heat that was inside him, a heat that he could only extinguish by having her, it was taking every alms of his self control to not press her down and...

Celine raised her head to gaze at his face, a small smile playing on her lips, but then a hint of sadness suddenly surfaced in her eyes.

’I know you care about me... I can feel it, But, your heart, it’s so far away...’