The Billionaire’s Regret
Chapter 223 –

WINDY'S

POV

It was five in the morning, and I was having tea time when my doorbell rang. And when I opened it, I saw Cooper on my doorstep, smiling at me. "And what are you doing here?" I asked, arching my brow.

Cooper smiled and suddenly threw himself into mine, giving me a tight hug. "I miss you," he uttered.

Ugh, I never thought that Ivy's brother could be this clingy. Yes, I admired him for a long time, but didn't expect that we could be in a relationship. Soon as Ivy left the country, Cooper and I became closed towards each other until we started dating.

And after two years, I became his girlfriend.

When he loosened the hug, my brows furrowed, and I crossed my arms in front of my chest. 'Damn, I don't wear my bra,' I thought.

"I'm visiting my girlfriend, and I want to invite you for-"

"I'm busy," I replied, cutting the hum of his words.

Cooper arched his brow as he walked closer to me, making me take a step backward.

"Cooper..." I warned, but the punk just smirked. "I swear, I'm gonna beat you if you will-what the hell Cooper Morgan!" I screamed out loud when he forced me to unclasp my arms and lean down, and then his mouth grabbed my left tip. Even if I still wear a shirt. I can still feel the warmth of his mouth, but it burst me in anger because of it.

Cooper laughed when he let go of me. "I told you to wear a bra even if you're inside your house," he uttered as he arched his brow.

I gritted my teeth and went closer to him. I was about to throw a slap on his face when he seemed to predict my move, which made him hold my wrists. "Don't think about it," he warned.

I was about to kick him with my free leg when he suddenly slid his arms into my back and to my waist, lifting me.

"Don't move, or else you'll fall," he asserted as he made his way to the sofa.

"Put me down," I said as I gritted my teeth. I didn't bother to hold into his nape.

He didn't reply and just threw me on the sofa, and when I had a chance, I slapped him, but it didn't reach his face.

"Damn, it, Windy!" he cursed; I saw how madness lingered in his eyes.

"You provoked me!" I exclaimed.

His forehead creased. "Because you're hard-headed-"

"You don't care if I will not wear one inside my house! This is my house, my rules!" I uttered, which made him grimace as he moved away.

"You don't have to shout at me-"

"Get out of my house!" I shouted again, which made him frown and walk at me.

I don't want that kind of his stare because it shouts his true motive. "Don't you fucking dare to touch me," I warned. However, Cooper continues to move into my side. "Cooper... I will punch you-" I didn't finish my words when he rushed towards me and claimed my lips. And fuck this body because my soul is surrendering to his kiss and touch every time, he touches me.

I can't just move away since his kisses have a spell keeping me intact. And I hate that I love this feeling. I am a beautiful monster when our bodies are apart, but I become a domesticated pet when he's holding me.

Damn, love. You're such a weakness.

He nibbled my lower lip as he pushed me down to the sofa, resting my back on it. He went on top of me and never broke the kiss. His hand was on the side of my head as he continued to savor my lips.

Cooper knew-and already memorized it. He knew that I couldn't resist his kiss and touch. As much as my mind wants me to push him away and stop, it's just that my body won't agree with it.

My body allows my heart to control me, not my mind. I kept denying and wanting to stay away from him as much as possible. Still, I always ended up sharing passionate kisses, mind-blowing tingling touches, and feeling unbearable pleasure.

They were right that when your heart beats to the right person, you will permanently deny it inside your mind, but your body knows how to act over your mind. The decisions you formulate inside your mind will not always be made by your body but by your heart. The mind is the ruler of the body, but when you fall in love, it's the body before you realize that you've done something against your way, but your body reacts because your inner self shouts the truth, which makes your body act accordingly.

I hate to think of complicated things, but every human reacts to how he feels. The part of me being rude to Cooper is the flaws of our relationship. I can't stay romantic all day. Cooper knows that. And damn, as time passes, he already knows how to shut me up.

...

IVY's POV

Monday morning, I tried to distract myself by cleaning our room. I wanted to work at the company, but part of me said no. The kids were at school while Wyatt went to the office to work. I am left at home with the maids.

I just realized my day is dull without seeing the kids and my husband. I sighed and sat down at the edge of our bed. I roamed my eyes around. Since we moved back here, I haven't let someone clean this room.

I took a deep breath and sighed to let go of the bad mood that was trying to linger on me. I walk my way out.

"Ivy..."

My eyes widened when I heard my name. I turned in the direction of the voice and saw Wyatt approaching my side.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

I flashed an awkward smile. "I-I just want to see-"

"Why are you here?" he asked as he stopped before me.

My forehead knitted as I met his eyes, but instead of answering him, I uttered, "you don't have work?"

I saw Wyatt glance at the door before he met his gaze. "You're not gonna do what I'm thinking, right?"

I sighed. "I just want to see the inside, but I change my mind," I replied and was about to take a step away when he gently grabbed me by the arm.

"I told you; I don't want to-"

"It's okay, Wyatt. I understand. I am sorry if I cause you a headache because of my wants-"

"Hey, don't say that," he interrupted as he pulled me closer to him, hugging me. My body shivered when he planted a kiss on my head. "If only you knew how much I miss you and want to do that, but when I think of our children, I just can't because one whole day is not enough," he uttered, which made me frown and suddenly let go of the hug.

"W-What?"

Wyatt bit his lower lip and seemed to restrain himself from smiling.

"Y-You mean-"

He nodded. "Yes. But things are not the same as they used to be. We have kids-"

"Then we leave them to my parents-" I paused when I realized what I'd said, which made Wyatt let go of his chuckle.

I felt a heat that rushed into my cheeks. That wasn't very pleasant! I sound too naughty-I mean horny.

"I'm glad that you're expressing what you truly feel."

I arched my brow and bit my lower lip.

"Don't do that. If I can't resist you, I will take you right here, right now," he warned, which made me laugh.

"Then have me," I replied, which made his jaw drop.

"Baby, can you slap me? I think I am dreaming because I am seeing a different Ivy," he uttered, and a smile slipped off his lips.

I bit my lower lip. "You're not hallucinating nor dreaming, honey-"

"Honey?" he cut in.

I arched my brow and crossed my arms in front of my chest. "Yup. Do you have a problem with that?" I asked, which made him shake his head.

"Nothing. It's just that things seem-"

"Different?"

He nodded. "You're-"

"Awesome?" I cut in. Well, I just wanted to make him laugh, and I successfully did it.

He shook his head and pulled me closer to him again. He met my eyes, and he flashed a smile. "You're beyond incredible," he uttered, and we found ourselves exchanging hot and passionate kisses again.