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Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 13. Running into each other after 6 years
13. Running into each other after 6 years "I'm exhausted!" Liam muttered as he exited yet another expensive shop. He walked in and out of many stores, not sure of what to buy for Arya. He didn't know what Arya liked or disliked, he didn't know her hobbies, her passions... he didn't know anything about her at all. She was a woman who suddenly became compatible and he was falling for her— his mysterious lady. Perhaps the rush to get married wasn't such a good idea. But Liam knew that he shouldn't have thought like that, especially since both of them had already agreed to get married. Liam knew that the one look at her back was enough to send electricity down his spine... and that her figure sent a current of desires down his groin. She felt too close. Too desirable. Too exotic, and a possession he can't wait to get his brand name on and take under his arm. She felt like a touch which gets comforting, so warm, so familiar... like a faded memory from the past. Except Liam didn't k
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 14. A forbidden kiss
14. A forbidden kiss Arielle's heart sped up. She was trembling so badly that had it not been for the pack of chocolates in her hands she was squeezing on, she would have given away her anxiety. After six fucking long years.... They were face to face, standing so close yet so away. He's grown more handsome than he was before. That firm jaw, sleek animal-like huge body with broad shoulders sent a ripple of terror below her spine. Yet a soft spot between her legs tickled. His lips were divided. He eyed her so murderously that she regretted coming in front of him. This was a bad idea. Oh hell, yes this was. However, Arielle gulped all her worries and resumed her game of seduction. She slowly lifted the box and hugged it, fearing that he might notice small visible poking nipples on her chest. She took a deep breath and whisper-growled, "I don't know you, sir." She saw him laugh and look away. "Oh right, how can I forget?" His shoulders were swiftly composed. She was playing with f
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 15. A nightmarish sl*t from the past?!
15. A nightmarish sl*t from the past?! Arielle was red. She stared at the ground between their feet in order to hide the smile crawling on her mouth as well as the glint of escalating desires in her eyes. This kiss was perfect, giving birth to butterflies she assumed were long dead. And mind boggling. Liam had been a possessive and rough lover. His kisses always sent her to another world and this kiss was no less. Six years of separation yet his mouth worked exactly the same way it used to do when they were dating. Only the urgency she sensed was new. Something she was delighted and grateful about. Arielle was still peering at the floor when she heard his purr, "Bloody bitch!" shooting her head up, her widening eyes fixed on his twisting face. "You are still the same, Arielle Scott. Seducing and trapping another woman's man in your web. So disgusting!" He was growling as if he would snap her neck anytime. Before she replied Liam turned around and was about to storm out of the
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 16. Liam, no!
16. Liam, no! "Ugliest slut?" Her mouth tasted bitter as she repeated his words again. She was aware of his frustration. She knew it would not be easy to win him again but she didn't know it was going to be this hard. Her dripping eyes stared at his profile as he pretended to be cool. Their separation had been painful, even nightmarish. She was as much hurt as he was. Liam was more hurt than her, but towards the end of their fight, it was her who lost everything. From her loveable boyfriend to parents, her home to friends, childhood memories to everyone's support… it was Arielle who rendered more and more pain. A sour grin stretched on her face as she recalled the nights she'd thought of committing suicide. Even after leaving her city and everything behind, it was her who had been getting malicious thoughts. Whereas he was occupied by sexy models and celebrities. "Get out," She attempted to say it as sternly as possible but knew she didn't manage it. Without hesitating for
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 17. Barging in her apartment
17. Barging in her apartment"How dare you walk on me like that?" He grunted as he rigidified his finger around her waist. "You didn't want to come with me in the first place." She ventured to push him but his strong iron grip won't loosen at all. He grumbled like a maniac, "But you kidnapped me." "And then I released you, Liam D'zire. You are free to go back home or wherever you want to go." "You should have thought about it before you brought me here." "Huh, what?" Arielle speechlessly stared into his eyes, hoping to see his emotions. He slowly tilted his head to the side, his unwavering and dark gaze locked on her face. It was unnerving the way he stared down at her. His gaze swept slowly. It felt like facing off with a wolf that’s about to pounce and rip her to shreds.His breaths came deep and warm. As his dark gaze stalled on her mouth, trepidation racked her spine. She could foresee his upcoming actions. Needing to defuse the bomb ticking inside his chest, Arielle hissed
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 18. Liam being a jerk
18. Liam being a jerk A wind of ecstasy whipped Arielle's face. Five minute back she was not ready to let him touch any part of her body. But now she was urgently throwing herself on him, guiding his long fingers under her top and closing her hands tightly on the back of his palm so as to feel the scorching heat transferring from his fingers to her skin. She felt ticklish all over. Her nipple grew tight and a bud between her legs shook. She was amazed by the way her body reacted to his touch as she hungrily pulled him closer. "Aahh!" A loud moan came out as a melodious ring of joy as his lips sucked her beating pulse on the throat before down her neck, pausing to suck harshly, knocking air out of her lungs and making a shudder ripple her flesh but even the pain caused by his sharp teeth contained a thousand fold more pleasure. "Mmm Liam… more… I want more." she whispered, whereas an outrageous laugh spewed out of his mouth. Arielle saw the expressions on his face tighten. She
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 19. Ignoring the jerk
19. Ignoring the jerk After Liam left, Arielle dropped on the floor against the couch and curled into a snail. She pulled her knees painfully into her chest and pressed her chin on them as she held back her sobs. How could she lose her control like that? That question kept ringing in her head. Never ever in the six gone years did she let a man break into her life and drive her crazy. She's always been focused and alert. Many men came. Many tried to woo her and many of them claimed to pluck stars for her and spread them at her feet. Except she never believed anyone. Then how come she let the man who hurt her beyond repair was allowed within? She thought as a son finally broke out of her chest. The frosty winds from the open window shuddered her frame. She didn't care about her hair or the irritating pain in her body that Liam left behind. It was as if wherever he grazed was smoldering with need and wanting. She wanted his touch all over again. "H-he... How could he even talk
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 20. You're everywhere in my mind
20. You're everywhere in my mind Arielle was carried away for a second. She was clueless. She saw Liam moving around the hall as if he owned the place. He peeled his coat off his broad torso and threw it carelessly on the same couch they nearly made out the last time he was here. That thought alone made her retrieve her senses and cough. Liam looked around at her with eyes blinking warily. This reminded her of Amanda's message and she started examining from head to toe. Hair dishevelled, eyes tired, a hint of visible dark circles, and light stubble on his face showed his condition. As much as Arielle hated to acknowledge it, he indeed appeared tired and drained out. However, it didn't change the arrogance in his eyes or the way his body created its effect on her. Below his neck, he seemed as strong as before. His shoulders erect and chest puffed. Due to the dark waistcoat she failed to see his abs but she was certain nothing was wrong with them either. There was no point looking a
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- Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 35. Heated argument and confessions
- Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 34. Recalling the past (b)
- Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 33. Recalling the past (a)
- Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 32. Arielle disappeared!!!
- Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 31. You like to do it with strangers?
- Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 30. Did you bring it for me?
- Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 29. Dressing up like a Greek God
- Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 28. She said yes!
- Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 27. You want me to wear an extremely tiny dress?
