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Sandy's POV

Why was my bikini top around my waist, away from where it is supposed to be— On my chest? I had to make myself believe that I was dreaming and that I wasn't half naked in front of my best friend with the media just a few feet away, ready to take a click of my precious jewels.

I blinked and glanced up to find Anthony staring down at me, his eyes on my cleavage. I blushed, then gasped before flicking him in the chin. He hissed and I pointed my finger at his face.

"Keep those wandering eyes off my face, or chest," I said, feeling embarrassed that he was seeing me like this.

I saw his Adam's apple move up and down before moving my eyes over his shoulder to where I saw the paparazzi, leaning like they found something interesting. Well, they did, considering I was about to be trending everywhere if they saw my chest.

"What are we going to do?" I asked and Anthony shrugged. The movement made my breasts move against his chest, causing my already hard nipples to tighten more. My face flushed when I knew that he could feel them and that was embarrassing the more the seconds ticked by.

"I'll step away and close my—"

"Are you crazy?! Step away to do what?" I demanded. "Are you trying to have my nudes leaked to the public, you moron? Stay still!"

Anthony chuckled and tightened his arms around me. I placed my hands on my cleavage and stared in the direction of the men taking pictures of us. I bit my lip as I thought of ideas on how to get inside and after some seconds, one came.

"This is what we're going to do. You'll have to carry me, but we'll maintain this position. Wrap your arms around my armpit area to shield the sides of my breasts."

He moved his arms upward and I felt a sensation between my legs when his skin brushed the sides of my breasts. I did a little jump and wrapped my legs around his hips. With the other arm that was facing away from the paparazzi, he helped me up by cupping my ass, which shocked me. This whole fake dating thing was becoming something serious.

"Are you balanced?" He whispered and I nodded.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and placed my face in the crook of his neck. He secured his strong arms around me and sighed.

"I'm going to back them and move sideways. Then walk into the yacht, brace yourself."

I nodded in response, and he turned. I closed my eyes as I didn't want to see what these greedy people were doing. Slowly, Anthony started to move and after a minute, he stopped walking, and I could feel a warmth on my skin. I opened my eyes and saw that we were inside. I sighed in relief and pulled my head out of his neck. I stared down at him and giggled when I saw his eyes close.

"I'm coming down now," I announced and started to slide down his body but when my pelvis was about to get close to his, he held my hips away and put me down, confusing me.

I cleared my throat and moved my hair to cover some parts of my chest. I wrapped my arms in front of me and looked up at his face.

"Turn around, let me go into the room and change," I said, and a smirk appeared on his face.

"It's not like I haven't seen boobs before. I think I can just sit over there and watch you—"

I smacked him in the arm and quickly covered my chest back. He laughed loudly, throwing his head back before raising his hands in surrender.

"It is just a harmless statement. Besides, I may have to see them one day, considering that we have to have a kid and do some—"

"Anthony Hogan, if you don't shut your whiny, playboy mouth, I will fill it up with my fist."

"Ooh, violent foreplay is sexy."

I hissed and kicked him in the shin. He moaned and touched the spot before standing straight.

"Fine," he said with a smile and turned around.

I glared at his broad back, wishing I could burn his skin off its skeleton. I huffed and took backward steps into the room. Once I was in, I closed the door and rushed over to the closet where I kept my luggage. I opened it and took out a huge t-shirt and loose pants. I took off my wet bikini and wiped my body with a towel before slipping my dry clothes on. 

Once I was done, I wrapped my towel around my hair and went to the door. I was about to open it when an idea came to me. I giggled and went straight to bed. I grabbed my phone from the table beside it and plopped myself on the bed, crossing my ankles in the process. I sighed and became comfortable on the soft mattress.

"He'll stay there until the sun goes down. That'll teach him not to tease me," I said and shifted my attention to what had happened. 

Things seemed to be becoming different since the start of this fake relationship. I wonder what next would come with the way our relationship was changing. My eyes automatically went to the door when I heard it open, and I froze when I saw a scowl on Anthony's face.

"You little brat!" He growled and dashed toward me.

I squealed and was about to move away but he was faster and climbed my body, pinning me to the bed. I couldn't help but laugh at how hilarious he looked and when I tried to push him off me, he pinned my hands above my head and came close to my face. My heart started to beat fast at how close we were and the pressure of his body on mine. I could feel his wet shorts through my pants and something semi-hard pressed to my thigh. I knew what that was and that doubled my restless state.

"You fooled me, huh? You left me standing out there, calling out your name and asking if you were done. Instead, I find you dressed up and laying here," he whispered to my face, and I smirked.

"I was just teaching you not to mess with me again," I said and bit my lip. His eyes went to the action before meeting my eyes with his darkened ones.

"Your ways of troublemaking are becoming something else," he whispered and craned his head to my ear. 

The spot between my legs started to throb and heat up from what he was doing. I was feeling tempted to move my hips against his, so I could get some friction, but I had to control myself. He exhaled against my ear, and I shuddered, feeling goosebumps on my skin.

"If I start to act back, I don't think you'll like what I'll do," he whispered against the shell of my ear and pulled his head back. 

I stared into his eyes, admiring how beautiful he looked from this angle. I glanced at his parted plump lips and flickered my eyes back to his. He had something lingering in his eyes as we maintained eye contact. I could swear he was moving closer and when I saw that he indeed was, my phone rang beside me on the bed, startling us. I cleared my throat and nudged my hand in his. 

"I need to answer that," I said, and he released one hand. I grabbed my phone from the bed and saw it was Trent calling. I showed him the screen and I saw anger flash in his eyes.

I smiled and answered the call, then pressed the phone to my ear.

"Hi, Trent?" I said.

"Hey, Sandy. How are you?"

I chuckled. "I'm good."

Trent said something but when Anthony kissed my neck, I gasped and stiffened underneath him. He began to suck my flesh and moan out loud. My eyes widened. 

"Sandy, are you okay?" Trent asked.

"I…" I pulled the phone away from my ear to glare at his stupid face. "Stop," I whispered.

Anthony smirked and instead, started kissing my cheek loudly, making sure the smacking sound was loud enough for Trent to hear.

"Sandy?" I heard Trent say.

I blushed and put the phone back while trying to move my face away from Anthony's lips.

"Tr-Trent."

"I don't like the fact that I'm trying to make you come and you're calling another man's name," Anthony said to Trent's hearing.

I felt like the bed should open up and swallow me. Somehow, my cheek pushed a button on the screen, and I heard Trent begin to speak on the loudspeaker.

"Uh, it seems like you're busy. I just wanted to call to ask you if you'll be busy tomorrow night. I wanted us to go to this club I heard about and—"

The phone was snatched from my hand by Anthony.

"Yes, Mr. Flintwood, my woman and I would love to go to the club with you. Text us the name of the club. See you tomorrow, buddy."

I was shocked that I simply watched in silence as he ended the call and got off my body as if nothing happened. He didn't even look at me and left the room.

"What the hell just happened?"