He Was Never Untouchable, Just Untouched By Me Chapter 08

He Was Never Untouchable, Just Untouched By Me Chapter 08

Julian lived in a gated estate in The Highlands.

Once I was settled, he said softly, “Give me a minute. I’ll grab your gift.”

“Oh.”

Julian handed me a glass of vanilla milk. The look he gave me was impossible to read.

“Chloe, what you said about liking obedient dogs. Did you mean it?”

I nearly choked on the milk, but my heart won the argument with my brain. I nodded.

Julian disappeared into the bedroom. When he came back out, he was a different person.

The white shirt that usually made him look untouchable was now unbuttoned low, collar spread wide. A thin chain lay against his collarbone, catching the light.

He’d paired it with shirt stays, tailored trousers, and red-soled shoes.

It was an exact copy of a look from a photo I’d sent him ages ago, just to mess with him.

Back then, I’d texted: [Julian, put this on for me.]

Julian had replied: [Do you have insomnia? Finals are coming up. Let me tutor you in calc.]

I’d thrown a fit. [Fine. If you won’t, I’ll find someone who will.]

I’d completely forgotten about it. Julian hadn’t.

He crossed the room slowly, then dropped to one knee so we were eye to eye.

He took my hand and pressed it against his cheek. “Chloe, your hands are so small.”

My pulse was everywhere. I could barely string words together.

“Julian… Dr. Sterling… blink twice if you’ve been body-snatched.”

I was half-convinced someone had swapped out the cold, untouchable Julian I knew and replaced him with

whoever this was.

Julian’s eyes darkened.

“I like you so much. I’ll be good, I promise.”

“And just so you know, abandoning a puppy is a crime.”

His voice was soft, almost pleading. His body said the opposite.

He caged me between his arms, leaving me nowhere to go.

“Chloe, give me a chance. I’ll be better than Gavin. Better than all of them.”

For all my big talk, I had zero experience to back it up. My hands found his chest, but the push I managed was pathetic.

“Julian, aren’t you supposed to be proper? Restrained? You’ve had this whole self-control thing down for

years. Why throw it away now…”

“I thought you were just playing around, someone who liked the attention.” His gaze didn’t waver. “I was

afraid I’d scare you off. So I held back.”

Julian lifted me onto the bed like I weighed nothing, his mouth close enough to my ear that I felt every word. “But you’re already getting bored of me, Chloe. What’s the point of holding back now?”

I didn’t know if it was the way he touched me or the live comments still ringing in my head. Either way, my

voice cracked before I could stop it.

“You don’t even like me. So why do you care if I leave? Why would you do all of this just to…”

“I like you.” He said it like it was the simplest, most obvious thing in the world. “I like you.”

My lips parted in shock, and Julian didn’t hesitate to take advantage of it.

I happened to be wearing the same slip dress Julian had once told me to replace with that $10,000 transfer.

There hadn’t been much fabric to begin with. Now there was none.

“You… liar… you said you’d be… good…”

I was shaking too hard to finish a sentence.

Julian was a fraud. He’d promised me a puppy and let a wolf off the leash.

The live comments erupted.

(OH MY GOD THIS IS PREMIUM CONTENT. The ML is literally UNRAVELING. Mr. “I’m above it all” is so scared of losing her that he threw the entire cold-prince act in the trash. Etiquette? Gone. Self-control? GONE. He went absolutely feral.]

[Isn’t the normal plot supposed to be the side character confessing and getting shut down? HOW DID WE END UP HERE? ML, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Don’t let the pretty face fool you!]

[@ the comment above, stop blaming the girl for everything. Open your eyes. The ML started this. He dressed up, got on his knees, and made the first move. This is on HIM.)

[My heart breaks for the FL. Whatever. It’s just one night. He got caught up in the moment. He’ll come to his

enses soon enough.