Eternally Seduced by Clarise Tan, Marian Tee, The Passionate Proofreader Page A

And when I felt his fingers touching the undersides of my breasts, I couldn’t help it. I instinctively turned around and slapped his hand away.
    “What the---” Constantijin glowered at me. “I swear, Yanna. What is it with you and your tendency to slap?”
    “It’s your fault,” I burst out. “You keep taking me by surprise.”
    “Can’t you just say ‘oh my God’ like a normal girl?”
    I flushed. “Well, sorry if I’m not like those normal girls---” I coughed ‘bimbos’ under my breath. “---you date.” I got to my feet, more than a little mad, hurt, and jealous at how he had so unfavorably compared me to his battalion of former lovers.
    “Yanna, come back here,” he gritted out.
    “Never,” I muttered, stalking off.
    “Yanna, I’m warning you---”
    “Sorry, you’re not my CEO right---” I let out a shriek as I found myself flying and hitting the water a few moments later. I came up thrashing. Gasping for breath, I couldn’t believe someone as supposedly well-mannered as Constantijin Kastein had actually pushed me into the pool.
    I whirled around at the sound of his laughter.
    “You---”
    He laughed harder.
    My rage died at the look of genuine amusement on his beautiful face. During the times I was able to watch Constantijin unobserved at our workplace, he was always charming and beautifully mannered, soft-spoken and smiling. But I had never seen him this happy.
    Oh, oh, Lord. I was so in trouble with this guy. He made me want to protect him and care for him, which was a ludicrous idea considering he was a foot taller than I was, heavier by a stone, and billions of dollars richer.
    “Yanna?” Feeling the movement of water as he walked towards me, I twisted my head around askance and his lips immediately caught mine. Ah . My Dutch billionaire had gotten the better of me again. I gasped against his lips, but that only made Constantijin chuckle before deepening his kiss. The kiss was hot and wet, a carnal encounter between our mouths that had me silently moaning and wishing we weren’t in such a very public place.
    I could only stare at him by the time he lifted his head, shocked at how my body still ached for his touch even though I could feel the pointed glares of other women around us. I couldn’t blame them. If I were in their shoes, I would have been envious after our extreme bout of PDA.
    But Constantijin didn’t seem to be aware of how every woman within five meters was staring at him hungrily. He only had eyes for me, and that, too, was effective in eroding my inhibitions by a few more inches. If I didn’t put a stop to this, I could find myself raping him in the end.
    His eyes blazing with need and desire, he said, “Let’s swim, Yanna.”
    Oh, let’s, especially when he said the words like he was saying “let’s fuck” instead.
              Only a few couples were in the water with us, and all of them occupied the shallower end of the pool. Constantijin started to laugh when he saw me clutching the sides of the pool the moment we reached the five-foot mark.
              “Don’t you know how to swim?”
              “I do,” I said haughtily. At his knowing look, I grumbled, “But I don’t know how to float.”
              He laughed harder. “You are too adorable for words, schat .”
              I rolled my eyes. “Adorably pathetic, you mean?”
              He grinned but said nothing. I watched him shake his head a bit, fascinated at how several locks of his hair showered droplets of water on his broad shoulders. It made me want to lick every drop until he was dry and dripping for another reason.
              I closed my eyes . You are such a bad girl, Yanna.
              When I opened my eyes, he was smiling at me, “Yanna, hang on to me so we can go further?”
              Blinking rapidly at what he was suggesting, I stammered, “I…I…”
              “Come on, it will be