Emily's POV
"What did you think? You'll escape so easily after messing with me again?" Hatred is visible in his ruthless voice as he adds another finger.
His other hands come to wrap my jaw in a tight grip.
"Not anymore, little dove. You have messed up with me enough and escaped easily. Not anymore"
I know what I have gotten myself into. He's not the same person I loved once. Not anymore. He has turned completely the opposite, filled with hatred and anger, each word from his mouth reveals his burning hatred for me.
He pulls out of me, leaving me breathless.
I'm not done yet. It's so painful, so frustrating.
"Kane", I suck my breath. "Please, don't leave me like this. Please finish me off. I want you"
As I struggle to suppress the urge, my eyes find the way to his evil smile as if he's enjoying me begging him.
"You want me? You don't, little dove", he grins. "Tell me honestly what you want me to do with you"
"Fuck me. Please fuck me", I groan like a wounded creature, wanting his manhood to rip me into two.
I crave him so damn much.
He's watching me plead, kneeling in between my legs.
We had sex countless times but it used to be gentle, filled with love and affection. He used to make me feel special every time he made love to me.
It's completely something different.
"Relax!" He whispers, devilishly smiling at my exhausted body. "I'm not leaving you without fucking the hell out of you either"
Groaning, he pulls down my skirt, throws it aside, and rips off my underwear, vigorously parting my legs.
His warm mouth lands on my inner thighs as he sucks me slowly, delivering shivers down to my spine. I go out of breath, my legs trembling with the building ache down there. My loins are vibrating in soreness as I push my hips closer to his mouth.
I don't know what I'm doing.
I'm not supposed to do that. I can't do this.
Another attempt to control my burning desires fails as I look up at him.
He removes his coat and shirt, throwing them aside and giving me a full view of his hard muscular body and leaning closer. I greedily swallow the view of his alluring torso, nibbling my bottom lips.
Emily, No. I scream to myself.
But I think it's too late to have a second thought when he unbuckles his belt, letting his rock hard member out.
"Spread your pretty legs, little dove"
Her seductive tone heats my body as I shamelessly part my legs for him. The exact smirk crosses his face again which is sexy and scary at the same time. His dark eyes are enough to make me go on my knees right now.
"Too quick? Missed me fucking you, huh!" He grins, taking my mouth again in a hard passionate kiss. I respond right away and moan into his mouth, sensing a sharp pain down there.
He shoves his length inside me without any mercy. I hiss out of both pain and pleasure.
"Tell me you missed it. You missed me fucking you, making you come. You missed me showing you how good I can make you feel"
"I missed— it", I whine, sensing him pacing as I arch my back.
"Fuck! I can't believe you're still so tight. Didn't your man fuck you well all these years?"
I ignored it. Indeed, I'm so tight that pain hits my body roughly.
"Look at you. That's how I can make you feel. Only I can do that, right?"
He's not wrong either. Only he can make me feel that way, be it gentle— filled with love or be it harsh— filled with hatred. I can never get over him, no matter how many years pass.
"Speak up, dammit. You know I don't want it to be a silent session. Or have you forgotten what I like?" He seals my lips again before I can speak and part me. "Tell me who can make you feel this way?"
"You", I breathe heavily. "Only you"
He pounds harder and deeper, leaving me all in sweat.
"Ahhh! It's— oh God", I cry out and huff, handling my exhausted body. My throat dries up while screaming his name and moaning for him.
His palm wraps around my throat and his palm sensually traces my bottom lip.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you'll forget everyone except for me", he grunts, slamming my hands over my head and locking them with his wide palm.
"Open your eyes", he commands. "I want you to see the hatred in my eyes for you when I'm fucking you like this"
I don't have enough strength to do that but I still manage to push my damp eyelids, glancing at the vicious face.
Indeed, I can see the immense hatred.
"Kane!" I yelp, moaning his name, and open my eyes wider, tears streaming down my cheeks.
My legs shiver with immense ecstasy building inside my fragile body.
As he rocks me harder and deeper, hitting my exact spots, I dare to meet his cold eyes.
Our eyes meet intensely.
"You are still so fucking addictive, Em. I can't get enough of that sweet damp hole. Fuck!" He groans, thrusting harder than before, not letting my body handle enough. "One single night isn't to quench my thirst of years"
Gripping my jaw, he kisses me hungrily again during the deep orgasm.
Pleasure hits my burning soul, filling me with his substance as he comes, vigorously pounding the last time.
My head feels heavy with my sore body vibrating into his arms.
"You better not escape me this time, Em", before my eyes close shut, I hear him whispering next to my ear. "Don't even dare to"
*
No!
I can hear my inner scream ringing inside my head as I wake up the next dawn, lying naked under the sheets beside Kane.
What a blunder!
My head goes blank as I grab it tightly, cursing my fate. How can I do this? How can I act literally like a slut to let my ex-boyfriend screw me?
Height of grossness, Emily!
I look over at him. Thankfully, his back is facing me. I won't want to look at his face after this. In fact, never.
It was merely a desire— a thirst of years that we both had. That's it.
I strive to console myself and slowly come out of the sheets, then begin to look for my clothes. They are scattered all around. I hope he hasn't ripped my clothes.
He used to do that every time we made love but back in that time it used to be our place, not a damn wedding venue. I don't even know if someone saw us— especially anyone from Mr Smith's office.
I don't want him to know that I was screwed up by his business partner. Olivia will be offended too and I'll lose the opportunity.
My one stupidity ruined it all.
Thankfully, he just tore my lowers and I can manage to get back home.
I dress up immediately when the sun starts to rise, filling the room with rays. My stomach is aching so badly. Undoubtedly, he had been a complete beast last night. I never felt this amount of soreness before. However, the soreness gave me some pleasure after years. A guilty pleasure.
I have to rush before anyone gets up and locates me. Twisting the knob, I freeze.
"You better not escape me this time, Em. Don't dare to"
His sharp words from last night make me shiver, anxiety filling inside me.
No. He might be spitting out due to the flow. He was the one to push me away. I never escaped. Why would he even want me now?
Letting out a deep sigh, I step outside the cabin and run back to the exit as fast as I can.
Kane's POV
"Sorry, it was a dare"
"Kane, please fuck me"
"I missed it"
My burning gaze darts on the concrete floor as I clench my jaw, locking my knuckles harder. Her raspy moans are still echoing inside my head.
Emily!
Damn you, Emily!
"Sir, would you want a coffee?" The manager of my business partner David asks. "As soon as he got to know you spent the night here, he sent me to ask you if you need something"
I shake my head.
"Then, lemonade!"
I shake my head again, gritting my teeth inside.
My head is burning in anticipation as if it's going to explode right away.
A dare!
She had the nerves to walk up to me and mess with me again just for a dare.
Undoubtedly, things never mattered to her. Everything was a fucking game. And she's still the same.
The audacity she had after fucking with me that she left even when I warned her not to.
"Then what should I get you, Sir?" He asks.
My gaze finally lifts at him. He gets nervous abruptly. I stuff my hand into my pocket and take my phone out, scrolling the gallery and placing it in front of him.
"This woman", I shrug.
Yeah, I still have her photograph, not because I'm still in love with that woman, but because I want to remind myself every day how much I hate her. And I'll keep hating her till my last breath.
The manager gawks at the picture, hesitating. As far as I can remember, her face hasn't changed much. The manager should recognise the picture.
"Her?"
"Yes, her. Don't tell me that you don't know her. Mr David Smith had invited only close relatives and business partners and no one can break into the hall without an invitation"
He gulps down worriedly.
I grab my coat from the ground and dangle it around my neck, stepping closer to him.
"You have only one hour to tell me everything about Emily Benson. Every fucking thing", seething, I walk out of the room.
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As he walks through the lobby, the employees of David greet him, but his sanity is already owned by that familiar woman he never wanted to face again.
Kane Gabriel, a thirty years old businessman inherited a piece of his late master Adam Scott— that single share that is worth billions. He didn't exactly inherit it but achieved it by being loyal for years and capable of it. After Adam's death, he served Adam's adopted son for years and finally moved to Austin a year later after his severe heartbreak. Now, he's one of the emerging businessmen of Austin, handling a new branch over here.
The tall young man with excessive good features caught the eyes of many but he used to be scared of commitments until the bubbly—vibrant woman Emily Benson crossed his path. He gave it a chance and fell deeply in love with her.
A man with a heart of gold and a warm smile always on his face doesn't seem to be the same as before.
Now, he's cold and ruthless with a heart of rock that stopped beating four years ago.
Emily's POV
"Where have you been, Emily? You weren't supposed to stay there at night. Were you?" Suzanne throws a bunch of questions right after getting into my cabin.
I organise my table, clear my throat and turn around to her with a casual smile. Her eyebrows draw together at me.
"I had been calling you", she sighs. "At least, inform before disappearing"
How should I say that I wasn't even in the state of informing anything? Everything seems to be a dream right now which occurred in the blink of my eyes.
"Was anything urgent?" I ask.
"Yeah. You were about to meet the trainers for starting our next batch. They were here to meet you"
Damn! I hit my head. It literally slipped out of my head.
"Oh, shit", I hiss. "What were they saying?"
"Nothing much. They said you can fix a meeting later. Just met our girls", she says with a smile.
"Did the girls like the trainers?"
"Yeah. They did"
I'm glad about the new batch of martial arts this year. We couldn't afford to have batches for the last two years but finally, it's getting better this year. Our agency works for all the sectors that our young or teen girls may need— such girls are mostly from families with low income. We have programs like martial arts, mental health services, consulting, guidance and a voice against violence.
When I landed in Austin four years back, I was clueless about what to do. A small job in a coffee shop with my higher degree. Then one day, I saw a girl crying near the streets. A conversation with that mentally abused girl changed the entire perspective of my life and I dived into this mission of finding peace.
My service gives me peace. I love to encourage people, provide them with good and make them stronger to fight against their inner demons.
I met Suzzane the same year in the coffee shop. We became friends and it's continuing.
Texas city has a few of my close people whom I left years back and I don't wanna face any of them ever. Just when the thought of that vibrant city crosses my mind, the flashes of last night drop on my sanity.
I go restless abruptly and come back to reality.
"Well, then please fix my meeting with them today. We'll start the sessions soon. Mr Smith is ready to fund us so—"
Suzanne's phone rings just then.
"Wait, it's Aunty Nina" She picks it up. "Yes, Auntie"
A few seconds later, the colours of Suzzane's face drain away. Her smile vanishes as her devastated eyes come to me.
"What happened? Is everything alright?" I ask in concern.
"Emily!" She exclaims, still holding the phone. "Mr Smith refused to fund us. In fact, he wants the amount back which he gave us last month"
Emily's POVSuzzane has been trying to reach Mr Smith since the moment we got to know about his sudden decision. I'm still in a shock— too stunned to get my brain to work. Why will Mr Smith do that with me at the final moment? Is Olivia behind this?I remember after disappearing for the dare, I didn't show up. Kane didn't let me. Did she think I ditched her and left the venue?Lord! She can't do this just because of a dare. "Emily, are you alright?"I hear Suzzane, laying my head on my desk, my eyes closed. Nodding slowly, I let out a deep sigh and get on my feet. "Are you going somewhere?" She asks."I'm around. Keep trying to reach Mr Smith" I walk out of my small cabin, striding through the corridor. With the cold breeze hitting my skin, I look around at my tiny sector, surrounded by greens, and birds chirping through the nes
Kane She has changed so much— so freaking much that I had to function my brain when I landed here and scanned her from head to toe. This woman aged like fine wine and turned into a drug for me after the last night. I thought I would never be able to get attracted to her anymore. But the hell! She has become even sexier than before. The only difference is I can't find the woman I love anymore. Whenever I look at her, only two things cram inside my chest. Hatred and lust. As she keeps gaping at me in disbelief with her ebony black eyes flaring up in shock, I trace my thumb seductively across her jaw. The nervousness and terror in her eyes and the building tension in her body make her look even more appealing. "It's— that's not possible," she sucks in her breath, struggling to get freed from my grip as I clasp her delicate arms more tightly. "Why so?" "You won't under
EmilyWhen the sun rays enter my room through the window, my eyes are opened wide. I couldn't sleep the entire night, sensing that Kane had been in the living room. I'm so glad that he didn't bang into my room. I literally don't believe him on that. Climbing down from the bed, I slid my feet into the slippers and walk towards the door nervously. It's still the dawn and I believe he's fast asleep. Twisting the knob, I come out of the room, discovering him fast asleep on the couch. The couch is too small to take him all in. His leg is almost on the ground. For a second, I feel bad for not letting him in. It's too cold at night and the living room doesn't even have a furnace. However, I was scared that he would end up taking my leg over again.My legs automatically move towards him with my eyes darting toward his face. Despite trying not to drift my attention to him, I can't help staring at him with my hollow eyes
Kane's POVHer body stiffens with my abrupt question, her gaze darting down. I can see the lines of stress forming on her face as she clutches the clothes tightly in her hands. Stepping inside, I kick back the door, slamming it shut and stride closer to her, leaning toward the closet."Did he leave you?" I shrug, my eyes capturing every small change in her reaction. Her jaw is clenching harder as if she's trying to hold something back. "We got separated," her voice comes out as a groan."And what about the child?""He took him," her voice cracks as she tilts her head aside, slowly wiping her tears off. I keep gazing at her intensely. Why on this damn earth did I fall in love with this woman so much? If I hate her from the core, it's only because she was the one I loved the most. "You didn't try to get your son back?"She remains silent for a whole minute before looking back at me, her eyes simmering. "My past life shouldn't matter to you anymore. I believe there was nothing in the
EmilyWith humiliation, anger boils through my veins. I drop my gaze, swallowing the simmering gossip behind me. I have never thought Kane can stoop so low to do this just to hurt me. He gave me the pen drive with all my paperwork. There's no way such pictures can be in this. When I lift my gaze, I find his eyes on me— steady and intense."Oh! I think there has been some malfunctioning with the projector," Mr Smith speaks out of nowhere. "The wedding pictures got messed up. I'm sorry, gentlemen"He bows and smiles in front of the clients as the lights turn on. Mr Smith is definitely trying to cover up the mess created by us. I can still find the weird gazes sparkling at me. That's so fucking humiliating. "Nova!" Mr Smith calls out. "Until we get the entire presentation fixed, why don't you show us the rough details about the costing""Yeah. Yeah, sure," Nova forces a smile and rushes out of the conference room."Gentlemen, should we check out the rough details of the costs first? My
KaneWho the hell did this to the tire? I kick against it in frustration. There's no way it can get punctured while staying in the same position. That means someone messed up with the last two tires."Isn't there a single-vehicle available?" Nova curls up her face. "No""You have a spare car, right? Where's that?""I asked my driver to drop Miss Benson", I tell her. Nova's reactions stiffen as she pulls on a dirty look."Oh. I should have known that. Anyway, we can cancel the plan then. I'll have dinner with Olivia in the office""No. Wait", I scoff, scratching my head as Nova passes me a wide smile. "We can hire a cab though it's gonna take some time""I can't believe that you really want to go on a dinner date with me""Of course", I smirk. "It's been a long time, right?""Yeah. It's been so long. In fact, it's the first time I can see your interest in having some time with me", she decreases the gap between us. Keeping the smile on, I take a step back. "Let me book a cab"I calle
Kane I'm not supposed to do that. I'm supposed to make her suffer and hurt her as much as I can. But I can't help consuming her painful agony inside me as she whimpers against my arms.I stare at her gorgeous face in the fading moonlight and she looks so innocent and pure as she has always been to me. I used to die for this innocence once and it feels like I have gone back to the same moment. I don't feel like the person I had been for four years. "Kane!" Her moan is more like an urge to feel me as she holds my forearm. Okay, that's it. It's time to just let her ache. I was here to play around anyway. But my grips stay steady and my eyes remain fixed on her, her trembling lips. She squeezes her legs, keeping my hand in between as I feel her hot and wet core inviting me. Why does it feel like a punishment to me? Fuck! It should not. "I won't do that silly act again", her voice comes out more adorable and childish as I recall the clip again. It makes me smile wider and wider. Wh
Author's POVThe atmosphere in Smith International has been heavy since midnight when Nova Brandon got missing. All the major meetings and conferences are put on hold when David has been trying his best to locate Nova. At a moment, Olivia insists on taking the case to the high department of the police commission when Nova finally shows up in the office. Relief gets back to the surroundings, not because all the employees like Nova, but Oliva had forced everyone to worry about her and stopped all the major work.As soon as Nova steps into the office, everyone gets back to work."My goodness, Nova. Where have you been the entire night?" Olivia snaps at Nova, seated in her cabin with her head hanging down."I'm talking to you, Nova. Do you have some sense left? We had been worrying about you the entire night and I don't know where you were messing up with"Nova heaves her head up towards Oliva with her burning gaze."It was all because of you", a groan escapes her mouth, leaving Olivia s