The Love From Vengeance

6 REJECTED PLEASURE

LUKE’S POV

As I stepped outside, I was taken aback when I saw Harriet. Her appearance had transformed from her sparkling red dress to a fitted black bodycon dress, teasingly displaying her cleavage.

Her beauty was mesmerizing, her face expertly made up, and her red lipstick added to her allure. In that moment, she looked like an angel standing before me.

“Hey, baby,” she said, walking towards me and planting a kiss on my lips. Her scent was intoxicating, and I couldn’t help but want to be close to her all night. “How are you?” She asked, fully aware of what had transpired at the bar. I wanted to be angry with her, but her irresistible looks made me forget my anger.

“Don’t I look beautiful?” She twirled around, beaming. I couldn’t resist any longer and pulled her close to me. We both grinned at each other as she trailed her nails down my face, neck, and chest. I grabbed her waist, and she pressed her body against mine, causing our breaths to mingle.

I leaned in closer, and she reciprocated, driving me wild. I spanked her butt, and her smile grew wider. But we couldn’t continue this outside.

“Are you coming in?” I whispered.

“Only if you want me to,” she purred, running her finger over my chest.

“What if I don’t?” I teased. Suddenly, she used her hips to grind against mine, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

I pulled her hair and kissed her fiercely. We were now standing at the doorway of my house, lost in our passionate embrace. Then she whispered in my ear, “Let’s go inside so I can fulfill your desires.”

I wasted no time in leading her inside. I could hear the click of her heels as she made her way up to my bedroom. I followed behind, admiring her curves as she walked.

Once we were in the room, she laid on the bed and slipped off her pants, still leaving her dress on. I quickly discarded my clothes, leaving me completely naked.

I climbed cu top of her, and she moaned softly. I spread her legs wide and began to move in and out of her, rocking her with every thrust.

tightly, digging her nails into

ringing, breaking the intense moment. It reminded me of Ariel, and I suddenly felt guilty. What was happening between Harriet and me

at me, confused, with her legs still in the air. “What’s wrong, baby?”

clothes back on, okay?” I

why did you stop?” She asked, disappointment evident in her

her bluntly, and

of the stairs, calling Ariel to see if she would answer, but she still wasn’t reachable. Memories of our time together flooded my mind, and I couldn’t help but feel

way down the stairs. I avoided her gaze and focused on my phone. She stood there for a moment, then finally turned to

you home?” I asked,

fine,” she replied curtly, and she left the house.

gorgeous and ready to please me, and I rejected her. I needed

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FIVE YEARS LATER

who left my life was Ariel. And we had no knowledge if she was still alive or dead. We searched for her in the past few years,

story with Harriet. But my grandfather still didn’t want the two of us to be together, so our relationship was kind of a secret, and when we

up

different people–people who were filthy rich. Billionaires and many other individuals who were notable in

was getting old, he was still lively and vibrant in the things he did, able to relate to everybody, and they all

around the world. They had all teamed up with my grandfather one

glass of wine that I was holding. The place was quite lively, and it was nice to

partners. And then my eyes caught a group of businesswomen, chatting and laughing with themselves. They all looked wonderful and reminded me of my

ARUECTED PLEASURE

find any fault in her. It was still the same thing with the