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Chapter 14: A dirty past stalks her

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I felt cold shivers wash down my spine long after he was gone. My heartbeat is over the roof, but I clench my fists and walk back to the dinning table, seemingly fine. Luthor is still seated, picking his food. I hoped for silence, but his icy tone slashed the silence without mercy. " I warned you. How do you like the turn of events?”

“ I would like you to eat your food peacefully,” I retorted, shaking off the building dizziness in my eyes, I stayed long enough to eat enough, but every bite feel
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  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 29: Almost there

    I expected him to stop. To detach and hurriedly pull up his pants. Or disappear somewhere while I take the time to straighten up and compose myself before heading to the door. But he pressed in, holding me by the hips and slamming in like his next breath depended on it.I press my right palm over my mouth, drowning the feeling to loose myself and mount him right here. Right now.I pant below him, my knees threatening to cave soon. But the way he reaches for my hand, intermittently, keeps me longing for each thrust to come at greater speed.And when he came, I was halfway to orgasm. Dissatisfied. Disappointed. Wearing a disgruntled look like an endorsement of my displeasure.If only he knows how much I hate him right now.He lets out a sigh, detaching from me. I kicked his hand, annoyed. “ What? Oh dear, my bad, you aren't satisfied.” He asked, grinning like he just won a lottery.“ Hope you're satisfied now? You finally had what you wanted.” I complained bitterly. I was almost there.

  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 28: At last with her

    I slumped on the swivel chair, exhausted. A storm swirled in my head. I don't know what Luthor is up to, but I don't have the luxury of time to wait for some divine revelation of all that. Once the clock struck twelve, an alarm went off. My first lecture for the day. I push my weight up to my feet. First few seconds go by with my attempt to steady my steps.“ Alright, Moraine. Let's do this. We can't let him win.” I say to myself, prepared to make it to class without passing out. “ Good afternoon, everyone.”“ Good afternoon, Professor.” And a disorganised ring of voices that chose “prof,” instead, followed.Halfway into the first class, an activity going on at the edge of the classroom got to my attention. I try to ignore it at first, until I couldn't. “ She's going to know…let's go easy.” came the voice of the girl sitting on Luthor's thighs.Deserted, with only the two in the roll, their identities weren't difficult to capture.“ Do you care if she sees us?” He flatly said, wit

  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 27: A new student for the professor

    A new student for the professor I have no idea which of my problems gives me sleepless nights. One month of a horrendous honeymoon, I'm back to school, as Professor Moraine Kingston.Getting off the car, I paused, taking a look around the environment I have missed for months now, but that's not all.My eyes scan everywhere with greater attention like I'm looking for something.I have no idea what it is.Heels clicking against the floor, I strut toward my office, mainly avoiding the stares of the young ones around and responding to quick ceremonial greetings.Reaching my office, a student pops out by my side.“ Welcome, Professor.”“ Mm-hmmm.” I hum, taking in his appearance with quiet dislike.First three buttons of his shirt are unbuttoned, leaving his hairy chest outside. His smile is rehearsed and flirtatious, lips moving with strange difficulty. His pants are tight. Doesn't look comfortable to me at all. And his hair? Dyed.Like a man I know from Adam normally does. “ Name, an

  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 26: Take my hand, or you drown

    Leaving one monster for the king of monsters. I suddenly regret leaving at all. No, I regret taking his offer. Adam would have sold me to him without second thoughts. I made it easier for him to acquire me.I sold myself to him.“ Do not misunderstand me, Moraine.” The clattering of his cutlery against the saucer snaps me out of a drift, and only then did I notice I hadn't taken a bite of my food. “ My men can trespass anywhere, but not with my wife. It's the greatest disrespect to tempt you into making…a cuckold of me.”“ How romantic!” I thought. I could smile or blush if I hadn't read the message on the screen.“ He was sent to you.”By whom else apart from my bloody contractual husband? Sending a man up to me and killing him when I complain is another shade of darkness.“ As time goes on, you will understand my choices better.”“ Mm-hmmm.” I hum, and began to eat. But the message doesn't leave my eyes, neither does the gunshot leave my ears. I jerk every time it goes off, skippi

  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 25: Just for tonight

    “ Just for tonight,” he added, his fingers already traveling towards me, while his gaze remained locked with mine.“ You should stop,” I said and turned away. “ You will lose your job the second your boss finds out about this. I will pretend you were never here. Leave.”“ Moraine…”“ I said, leave!”Taken aback, he stares at me for long and tilts his head, but he doesn't move. Or leave.A smug smile lifts the corner of his lips. “ I understand you don't want to sound desperate but that's a bit too much. You know, I could help you tonight. No one needs to know. If you don't talk, I won't.” He says, seductively running his fingers over his throbbing length. “ A male stripper? For goodness sake, did he send him to test me or what?” I sigh and click my tongue. “ I will rather fuck myself than give you that chance. Besides, you are not half of the man I f*ck every night. Now get lost before you miss a ball and the chance to ever make any woman happy again.”Gone like a breath, the room se

  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 24: Honeymoon dilemma: Simply a commodity

    Teeth buried into my lower lip, my heart race, wondering if he heard me. He grunts and detached, hands firm on my waist.My mind burn with thoughts of what his first question is going to be. “ Probably going to ask me why his son's name.” I ponder, and slowly turned to face him. He neither leaves my waist nor leaves at all.My heart race with time, silence capturing the thumping of my heart in perpetual motion. “ Hey…” he says with a lull in his voice. I don't know if that's a good sign or not. “ Hey,” I reply, lips parted.His gaze softens, dreamy and entranced. “ That felt so good.”I swallow with difficulty. Can't tell if that's a bait or not, but it doesn't help my dilemma at all.“ One would think you would have enjoyed getting sucked moments ago.” I say and roll my eyes. He chuckles, wearing his smile in the brightness of his eyes.“ Were you jealous?”“ Shouldn't I be? I will be damned if I wasn't?”His lips lifts by the side like he's amused by a play thing. “ I had to brin

  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 18: Between her and the blonde: which one comes tonight

    “ What kind of devil are you?!” I got up, and strutted away, but he grabs my hand before I could make it past him. “ You don't want me, and you don't want me to be with another. What kind of a witch are you?”Fists clenched, muscles stretched, I fumed inside, biting my lower lips. “ What? Have you

  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 16: Truth or Dare

    Her first question whipped my senses, and stormed right into my deepest darkest thoughts. The image of Luthor and I on the beach flashed before my eyes. Her hand is coiled around his elbow, like a possessive girlfriend. Her eyes drifts between us as we stand across each other, glowing with mischief

  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 7: The war comes home

    It feels like the war has come home to me in a pink dress, and a well rounded baby bump. I swallow, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. She's having a baby.My mind re-enacts the scene of that day. The grenade in my hand. Her unsuspecting husband in the uncompleted building we had used as a tent i

  • Blackmailed Into His Bed   Chapter 6: Secrets and barbecues

    Questions burn in my head. Thoughts swirl. Since it's not me, who is it?I couldn't imagine anyone out there bearing my complete name. And on second thought, it strikes me that this could be a set up, and it might be the reason for Adams violent attitude today.Then again, he could be looking for a

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