"Your actions make me want to punish you," Onyx murmured, his eyes promising of what he said, and she gulped. Mr. Stevenson began speaking again, and Ophelia turned to face him. Onyx leisurely took her hand and pushed it away from his crotch. "Okay, Mr. Reighs!" Me. Stevenson nodded curtly as he shook hands with Onyx and turned to face Ophelia. "Ms. Jade." He also shook hands with Ophelia before exiting the conference hall with his secretary. Lilian walked away as Onyx nodded his head. Ophelia began to walk towards the exit when Onyx grabbed her wrist and yanked her to him, slamming her body against his.Onyx scooped up her thighs and hoisted her up onto the table. As he stood between her thighs, he placed his hand on either side of her body on the table.His gaze sweeps over her face as he took in how she looked while pinned against his body. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her lips were slightly parted, her nose flaring with every breath she took, her eyes were looking up at him
Lilian had already arranged everything for her as Ophelia walked into the club through the VIP entrance. She made her way to the bar through the crowd of people dancing and swaying to the music."Whiskey on the rocks, please." She placed her order as she sat on the barstool. Ophelia's gaze roamed around the crowd of people on the dance floor. Her gaze darted around the club, looking for a target, but there weren't any that piqued her interest."Your drink, ma'am." When the bartender placed her drink on the counter, Ophelia turned around. As she returned to the dance floor, Ophelia sipped her drink and sighed. She felt a pair of eyes on her and searched for the owner of the gaze. She rolled her eyes when she couldn't find anyone, but she looked up when she felt the pair of eyes again and saw a man walking towards her, his glowing eyes set on her. Her gaze was drawn to his body, and a smirk formed on her lips. His toned physique was dressed in a black shirt with the top two buttons und
"Did you enjoy it?" He inquired, and as she opened her mouth to respond, his thumb pressed firmly on her c*litoris. He pressed harder and started drawing circles over her panties, and she moaned loudly. "I asked you a question!" He growled."I-I!" She moaned, and his lips pressed up against hers once more. He devoured her lips like he was starved. Her hands made their way to his neck, and his grip on her hair pulled her head back."Did he make you this wet?" He inquired his mouth over his ear, her back arched, her breasts pressed against his hard chest."I-" her mouth was hung open he started kissing down her neck, sucking and nipping her skin. She gasped when Onyx tore open the pantyhose. And his finger moved her panties to the side. "Take a look at your sweet little p*ussy, kitten! You're so f*ucking wet for me that you ruined your panties." As his thumb pressed harder on the bud of her all nerve endings, his finger drew circles at her wet opening, coating his digit in her lubricant
"I want you, Ophelia! Not just to satisfy my c*ock, but I want you whole." He confessed, and she looked up at him, her lips parted. Onyx's eyes were filled with sincerity, and Ophelia was at a loss for words. He said softly while smiling adoringly at her. "All right, let's go get you cleaned up." And with that, he carried her to the bathroom, where she took a warm shower alone since Onyx refused to join her. Onyx had pulled her into his arms after she had changed into comfortable nightwear, and she had drifted off to a peaceful slumber. Things did not get too heated between them over the next few days. They were like acquaintances living under the same roof. They worked, went to meetings, and Onyx was more affectionate than ever. He was assisting her in navigating the business world. He would take her to luncheons, dinners, or simply for a walk, coffee, or site seeing. Ophelia was slowly startled awake when a bulky arm wrapped around her waist drew her into a warm, hard chest. Ophe
He still hadn't told her where they were or what they were going to do until she noticed a sign that said 'Bauernhof hier entlang,' with an arrow pointing to the left. She was intrigued and wanted to know what Onyx had planned, but they had to walk a little further to reach another clearing. (Farm this way,)There was a large wooden cafe and through the window panes, she could see a large wooden cafe with tables and chairs inside. They walked past it and up to a wooden booth occupied by a woman. There was a huge sign next to it that said, 'Willkommen bei der Dah-Gruppe!' (Welcome to the Dah-Gruppe!)She mused quietly as she noticed people gathering baskets and making their way into the farm, as well as families with children and couples returning with full baskets of fruits and vegetables. It was a farm where you could pick your own fruits and vegetables! It was her dream to visit such a farm! She grinned as she turned to face Onyx, who had already purchased their tickets and picked
"How you doing, son?" When he saw his father and Mason standing outside the hotel suite door, Onyx's eyes widened. Gerbert was beaming at him with a bright grin, while Mason stood beside him with a warm smile. Onyx was about to say something when he felt Ophelia's body against his back and looked down at her as she peered over his shoulder."Dad!" Onyx smiled, her face glowing brighter than ever before as her gaze fell on her father. He took a step back as Ophelia wrapped her arms around her father. Mason smiled and held her tight."I missed you, little dove." Mason muttered, and Ophelia responded muffledly, "I missed you too!" Ophelia stepped back and turned to face Gerbert, who was smiling at them."It's great to see you again, Mr Reighs." Gerbert returned her smile as she greeted him."Same here, sweetheart.""Let's go inside," Ophelia said as she turned to face Onyx, who was looking down at her with a loving smile. She smiled back and they walked inside the suite."I didn't know y
"Woah!" Ophelia exclaimed, her gaze darting around the venue. People were running around with decorative pieces in their hands, while others were finishing up their decorations and others were busy hanging the chandelier perfectly. "How did everything come together in a span of two days?" Looking up at Onyx, she inquired. He looked down at her before returning his gaze to the front. "The basic preparation had been running for three months. All that remained for us to do was bring everything together." He looked down at her with a smile, "And we did that absolutely phenomenal!" She smiled as he finished his sentence. "So no more stressing! Everything is successfully completed!" She exclaimed, but then frowned as she noticed Onyx shaking his head. "Is there anything important left?" She inquired, and Onyx nodded as he stood in front of her. "What?" She inquired, and he placed his hand on her shoulders. "A dress," he said, and Ophelia frowned. "A gown for you, which you will wear to
Wrapped around in a fuzzy robe, with damp hair falling over her shoulder, Ophelia stared at the gown hanging on her closet in horror. She was beyond petrified of what she was seeing. The simple emerald silk dress she had chosen was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she saw an emerald off-shoulder gown with a deep neckline, the gorgeous evening gown revealed dramatic feather trimmed sleeves. The tonal jacquard gown was made to flatter her figure as the skirt fell down in trumpet silhouette and ended with a sweep train. The gown was gorgeous but what terrified her was the slit on the right side of the dress.She kept staring but the dress didn't disappear. She gulped down and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already six and Onyx is supposed to pick her up in two hours. "What am I going to do!" She panicked pacing around the room occasionally glancing at the dress. She stopped and ran her finger over the delicate fabric of the dress. Her fingers ran over the trim of the slit and her