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15. A nightmarish sl*t from the past?!
Chantinglove138This is going to be dirty, isn't this? But you gonna love the upcoming chapters for our ML is a certified jerk lol. Don't forget to comment and vote. Thanks
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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
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 21. Her doctor friend
21. Her doctor friend! Arielle gasped, the power of his need echoing tenfold inside her, so that right then and there she felt as if he’d already peeled the dress away and that she stood naked and exposed in front of him.His touch on her back was balmy. She leaned back so his fingers pressed deeper in her back and extended the warmth to her spine in entirety. The way he kissed her mouth, it was urgent but gentle. His lips lightly brushed but at the same time went fully around her mouth to cover it. She felt her stomach relaxing into a frosty pit and she wrapped her hands around his neck so that the remaining space between them was jammed. He wanted her. That was good, wasn’t it? That was what she had planned. He had to want her if there was any chance it could develop into anything more than a tricky marriage.But her plan relied on her being the one in control, the one to steer him to her purpose. Right now, though, she was being carried along on a tidal wave of his making, and t
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 22. Humble to Arya. Horrible to Arielle
22. Humble to Arya. Horrible to Arielle By the time the stitching was done and the final layer of bandages covered his sewn palm, Liam's were red and his lips were slightly swollen from biting. He practiced being quiet as Arielle rubbed his back to lessen his post treatment pain that had left Liam's face all red and wary. "You don't have to do that," A string of her heart quivered listening to his miserable tone. "I am not a baby." Yeah, as if Arielle was born yesterday and didn't know who he actually was. She avoided it and continued with her act of soothing his pain with her balmy caresses until doctor Cayden dawned on them a final grin or completion, "There it is done, Mr. D'zire." Then they followed the doc back to his cabin. Arielle made sure she was next to Liam and provided him the warmth of her shuddery but delicate fingers. Though a poker face was on the show, deep down he needed her and she was doing exactly that for him. "Carefully," She was stared at with stern eyes
Illicit Wife of Mr. D'zire 23. A reward for him and a surprise for her
23. A reward for him and a surprise for her When they reached the car parking of Anatolia, Liam and Arielle behaved as if they were strangers. She took her car keys from him and headed towards the elevator to go upstairs. Liam on the other hand, went towards his car as he typed something on his phone, acting as if he never knew Arielle either. No words were exchanged or so much as a look of acknowledgement of departure from each other's lives. As the elevator approached, Arielle prepared to enter within. She took one last glimpse of Liam, who was standing with an open door of his car, and turned to go back to her world of loneliness. But as the doors of the lift unlocked and she set her foot forward, "Arielle," A woman with blue hair and piercing by the left side of her bottom lip twisted her mouth with a sigh "Oh my god, where on earth have you gone, sweetie? I have been waiting outside your apartment for like twenty minutes now." "Oh Diana, I am sorry," Arielle apologetically
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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?
