LOGINThe night I caught my boyfriend cheating on me with my best friend shattered me and if he could betray me with my best friend, then I’d betray him in the most brutal way possible, seducing the one man he swore was off-limits. His uncle.Caesar Dominic Calder. Cold. Ruthless. A notorious playboy billionaire who ruined women for sport. Too powerful to resist. Too dangerous to control. A man whispered about scandals, feared in boardrooms, and fantasized about in bedrooms.I thought it would be just a sweet, simple revenge—a filthy, reckless one-night stand to scorch my ex where it hurt most. But when Ceasar discovered I used him, I didn’t get rage. I didn’t get punished. And he didn’t push me either. Instead, he got me pinned against his office wall, his hand wrapped around my throat, his mouth at my ear, growling, “You want revenge, kitten? I’ll give you revenge. But don’t forget—you’re mine now.”Now I’m torn between destroying my ex…and surrendering to the only man who makes me feel alive. The man I should never want. The man who could ruin me as easily as he ruins everyone else. My ex’s uncle.It took me a while to realize this wasn’t about revenge anymore. It’s about him and me, drowning in his darkness, his touch, and his claim. I crave him every second of my life. I should run. I should fight it. But every time he breaks me, I beg for more.And worst of all? I’m falling for him. My ex’s forbidden uncle.
View MoreCaesar's POVPresently: Now there she was, standing just a few feet away, her eyes fixed on me. From where I stood, I could see everything, every flicker of her expression, every breath she tried to steady. The hesitation. The silent war was raging in her eyes as she thought of her next move, either to run... or to stay.Even as I moved out of the pool, her gaze never faltered. It clung to me, unyielding, almost reverent, and I liked it.When I reached for the towel, water traced a slow path down my chest, gliding over every defined line of muscle before pooling at my waist. Her eyes followed the movement like a touch, slowly and hungrily. She didn't even try to hide it. That look in her eyes was raw, unguarded, and dangerous, like a wolf watching something she wanted to devour.For a heartbeat, neither of us spoke. The silence stretched between us, thick, charged, and heavy with things better left unspoken. I took a slow step forward, the sound of it echoing softly across the marble,
Caesar's POVI rose from the bed, searching for my long pants, sliding into them with practiced ease. My shirt came next, crisp and half-wrung, with the scent of her still lingering on my skin. I straightened it, buttoning each clasp slowly, as if the movement could rein in the tension simmering beneath my calm.There was a meeting in an hour and a flight in three. None of it mattered as my next move wasn't business, It was her, and the more she hesitated, the sharper the ache for her grew. If she wouldn't come to me, I'd go to her, and when I do, I'd make her understand exactly what happens when she walks away from a man who doesn't know how to stop wanting her.I checked my phone as I grabbed my keys, heading for the door. Still no reply. My patience snapped in quiet degrees. I sent another message. Then another, until finally, the phone buzzed once, slicing through the silence and her name lit up the screen.My pulse kicked. She'd seen them. Good, but when I opened the message, I f
Caesar's POVFuck, she turned out to be a mistake I didn't regret, even if I told myself I should and now the bed was empty, and for reasons I couldn't explain, that bothered me more than it should have. I should have pretended she was just another night that had passed by but she wasn't. I should've been relieved she's gone, as she wasn't supposed to stay, yet here I am, still sitting there, staring at the empty space beside me, the sheets tangled and faintly warm from where she'd been. The room felt hollow. My chest is even more so.As if shifting my body could shift my thoughts, I sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, fingers dragging through my hair, trying to forget her but I couldn't.For hours afterward, I told myself it didn't mean anything. That it was just heat, impulse, and a momentary lapse, but every time I closed my eyes, I saw her, I felt the hitch of her breath when I touched her and the way her body had given in even as her words tried to fight me off, becau
Caesar's POVI'd never wanted anyone the way I wanted her. Every woman before her had given in too easily, too quickly. They always broke first. But not her. She met my control with defiance and matched my hunger with her own. She satisfied me...And still, I wanted more, and when she finally walked away from the hotel room without looking back, that's what ruined me.I should've let her go, but I didn't. I stayed in that hotel room long after she had left in the morning, the scent of her still clinging to the sheets, to my skin, and to the air itself. The silence was heavy, the kind that presses down on you and forces you to feel what you don't want to. I told myself it didn't matter. That it was just a one-night fucking stand, nothing more than a way to bleed out the anger simmering beneath my skin, but as I paced the room, her name kept circling in my head. Her taste lingered on my tongue, defying every attempt to forget her.I even called my assistant, something I'd never done just






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