You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow
Chapter 140

"Let go of me, won't you, Mr. Tyson?"

Her alluring voice was like a current flowing through Matthew's whole body that awoke him. At that moment, he was imagining all the bad things that he would do to her.

His longing gaze glared at Clarissa's body, igniting his burning desire.

When she felt his scorching glare, her cheeks flushed, and her body became stiff as she couldn't resist it anymore.

She could only turn around her head to avoid eye contact since she couldn't pull her hand away from him.

Despite her ignoring him, Matthew leaned in and whispered into her ears, his deep voice itching her.

"Clare, I really want to..."

Although he didn't say the word, Clarissa knew what he meant.

Not knowing whether she was shocked or turned on, she trembled fiercely, and her whole body was igniting with a fiery passion.

All of a sudden, she felt his warm breath against her earlobes which instantly paralyzed her. Then, he started exploring her body with his hands daringly.

Clarissa was at a loss for words at his bold actions.

"Matthew, we're on a plane."

She lowered her voice and tried to calm him down.

"Hmm. You're lucky that you're still on the plane. Otherwise..."

Otherwise, what, you sicko?

Were you seriously thinking of doing it in the plane?

No way!

She immediately dismissed her wayward thoughts and moaned pitifully.

"I was teasing you earlier because of that flight attendant! Who knows what would happen if I weren't by your side, hmm? I wonder if she would pounce on you like a starving wolf?" Matthew clicked his tongue and pulled her into his arms.

Taking advantage of the situation, he pinched her cheeks and wanted to say something. However, he couldn't help but kiss her when he saw her puppy-dog eyes and her slightly pursed lips. After a deep kiss, Matthew tried his very best to put out the fire within him as he put his forehead against hers, their breathing slowly in sync.

Clarissa then calmed herself down and muttered softly.

"Matthew, c-control yourself."

She could feel the blood rushing through his veins, awakening every senses in his body to full alert - especially the one in his pants. Matthew smirked. "You're the one who tempted me in the first place..."

"I didn't! I only called you Mr. Tyson. How is that seducing?"

He responded in a deep voice, “Hmm?"

It is!

Though her face was flushed crimson red, she knew she didn't, and it was his fault for not being able to control himself.

"Can you let me go now?"

Clarissa looked up and met the flight attendant's gaze.

The corners of her mouth twitched. Matthew saw it, smiled lightly, and hugged her. "Nope. People are watching. If I let go, isn't she going to pounce on me instead? Won't you be jealous?"

"She wouldn't!"

As a matter of fact, they both know that it wouldn't actually happen.

However, Clarissa did not let go of Matthew in the end. She simply found a comfortable posture, leaned in his arms, and hugged his waist firmly. Then, she closed her eyes while enjoying his warm embrace. "In that case, I'll be taking a nap in this state. Wake me up when we're there."

Smiling tenderly, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"Alright. Don't worry; no one will be able to snatch me away from such an overprotective woman like you."

She blushed and glared at him, then closed her eyes and slept peacefully.

In less than two hours, the two had reached their destination.

Compared with the cool and dry weather in D City, they felt the heat as soon as they landed.

When they reached the airport, Clarissa changed into something more comfortable and suited for the weather.

When she came out, Matthew saw her dressed in an off-shoulder romper that not only showed off her slender legs but also her fair and delicate shoulders. Her hair was up in a messy bun which exposed and accentuated her nape, and her beautiful face drew a lot of attention.

His fingers twitched subconsciously at sight, and he squinted his eyes sharply.

Clarissa was utterly unaware of it, however. With a bright smile on her face, she strode quickly toward him and said, "I love the beach! It's so refreshing. But I forgot to bring my swimsuit. I'll buy one later when have the chance. Did you bring yours?"

Matthew did not answer her question. Instead, he pulled her against him and nibbed her shoulders lightly.

"Ouch-"

She frowned and looked at her shoulder, only to replace a red hickey that appeared soon after.

"Matthew! What have you done? Are you mental?" she yelled at him furiously.

"I'm scared that you'll catch a cold..."

"What?"

Before she could connect the dots, he had already placed a coat on her.

She glared at him. "It's a hundred degrees out here! How could I catch a cold?"

When she was about to take off Matthew's coat, he grabbed her shoulders tightly and smirked wickedly.

"You'll definitely catch a cold wearing this little," he emphasized firmly.

At that, she finally understood what he meant.

She pouted in dissatisfaction and glanced at him. "What is wrong with you! Everyone here dresses in this way! And they're dressed even more skimpily! Do you have to be such a control freak?" "Well, those women don't belong to me, but you do. So I have to."

Clarissa was speechless, and she muttered a silent curse under her breath.

Under his piercing gaze, she could only scoff at him and walk out of the airport with a coat over her shoulders.

Their hotel room was an oceanfront luxury suite. Thus, as soon as they reached the room, Clarissa forgot all about her frustration and what happened earlier at the airport as she gaped in awe at the breathtaking landscape. Then, she sat by the private pool excitedly and splashed the water while appreciating the view.

"This is stunning..."

With arms outstretched as if she was embracing the sea, she took a deep breath with her eyes closed and a smile on her face.

Her mood significantly improved after that. When she turned around, she found him leaning against the door and gazing at her tenderly. For a moment, he was flabbergasted by her captivating smile.

This feeling was unlike the one before, though he couldn't explain how.

He could only feel his heart thumping wildly in his chest as if it was trying to escape from his chest.

The next thing he knew, he had already walked to her side, kissing her fiercely under the bright sun.

There was a pool and the ocean, but she still lacked a swimsuit.

Since the hotel did sell swimwear, Clarissa chose a one-piece swimsuit. Well, Matthew can't complain this time.

However, the cashier handed her another piece at the checkout.

She eyed Matthew after realizing what he had done.

"I don't want this."

"This man has already paid for it."

"I'd like to return it, then."

"I'm sorry, but you can't."

Clarissa was rendered speechless.

Before she could change into her swimsuit in the hotel room, Matthew approached her from behind.

"Clare, this piece is more suited for the private pool..."

She sneered silently. I know that... But I won't wear it!

"I don't want it... Weren't you just saying that I wear too little? Look at the swimsuit that I bought! It covers everything..."

He grinned mischievously. "Do you need my help?"

"No, thanks."

It was not the first day she had known Matthew.

However, she still put on the tiny bikini that he bought in the end.

Standing in front of the mirror, she couldn't help blushing and immediately wrapped herself with a towel.

While she was debating with herself, he was waiting for her outside patiently.

After all, he had all the time in his hands, so there was no rush.

She knew it was inevitable, so she finally left the room. However, he had already started swimming in the pool.

Clarissa couldn't help gaping at his tanned skin and toned figure.

Oh my...

She covered her reddened face while her heart raced like crazy.

Since she didn't know how to swim, she could only sit beside the pool and paddled lightly.

Just then, Matthew came over and tickled her feet.

"Hahaha..."

She laughed as it was ticklish, yet at the same time, her towel was yanked off. Embarrassed, she tried to snatch it back, but Matthew suddenly pulled her into the water.

The landlubber screamed frantically, and she could only cling to him for life. She didn't care how close they were at that moment as she was scared to death.

"Matthew, you jerk! Get me up there right now!"

She yelled desperately, but his evil smirk grew wider.

I swear he's evil!

At that moment, she wanted to punch him in the face, but she was too afraid to let go, so she could only cling to him in despair.

"I'm scared..."

"Don't be scared, Darling. I'll teach you how to swim, okay?"

"No! I don't want to!"

"But I want to teach you, so what should we do?"

Clarissa glared at him. I knew it! This is a trap.

Since she couldn't use her limbs, she sank her teeth into his shoulders as payback.