My Ultimate Revenge

AT THE OFFICE The air in the office was electric with sounds that could create a spark, it was thick with lust. Within the padlocked room, the moaning blended with the ripping of fabric and the naked gasp of skin on skin. The male held the hip of his lover and insistently yet gently worked a path to release. Her breath catching with every spasm of pleasure, her fingers tightening as she clutched the edge of the table hard, her eyes flaming as she took a deep gasping breath to freeze the moment in her head. Desire fills the air like perfume going through the process of diffusion, heavy and inescapable. It was an unbridled, primal dance of need that was the catalyst. A moment that was an absolute one of secrecy."Shh, shut up!" Daniel ordered grittedly, his hot breath in her ear as she screamed even more loudly, trembling beneath him. "The hall is not that big, everyone heard you."Her eyes flashed with impertinence and, when she looked at him, mischief was etched on "Who cares?" she b

I THOUGHT YOU DID CHOOSE MEAria reclined in the armchair near the window, the soft vibration of the law firm receding. A soft smile on her lips as she drank in the pale dawn light and its peacefulness. That was when the door swung open and her husband's secretary came in.Ann with her chins high into the room, her reluctant but quick walk. Slouching forward slightly to put a file on the table, the necklace was revealed, catching the light—smooth, familiar, unmistakable.Aria's breath was suspended. Her loose hand on the armrest tightened into her fist.Her eyes remained on the chain, unblinking, as the corner of her mouth twitched reflexively. A glint of some sharp thing flashed in the back of her cold eyes, and she clenched her teeth."Beautiful." Bead. "Necklace," she said, smiling widely but with the razor edge. "New?"Ann stood up, brushing the dirt offher pencil skirt. She tripped. "Oh, this? Yes. A gift. from someone special."Aria didn't bat an eyelid. "Is that so?" She leaned

A CALL BOYAria came to realize at last, he was the one she saved. The encounter which had happened continued in front of her mind.April 11 had been so much ahead in Aria's life. It highlighted in red in her calendar, engraved in her mind as memory day. Her heart had beaten with excitement, envisioning laughter, dinners, and walks with her newlywed husband. And then to find but a note of apology on the plate on the table and the sound of his footsteps where he had left the house—duty had called, and precedence of work for the first time in all her life. She went out for a moment as she closed the door behind her walking across the deserted street.The spring breeze was soft, but her lungs were weighed down, the sun was warm and she felt nothing, none of it could penetrate the ice in her heart. Her footsteps tread on and on, only their rhythm a reflection of her own sorrow. She moved through levels of flowers swarming with life and smiling faces, but it was all indistinct, as if the w

I CAN HELP OUT.We have a case to see by twelve noon," Jerry declared as he walked quickly into the office, his voice brief but even, with that same aura of authority that never ceased to make Aria's heart skip a beat.Aria replied in a "Okay!" of casual and unflustered tones. The pound of her heartbeat betrays her.He set the file on the desk halfway between the two of them, but she didn't move for a second. Her hands still under the desk, she clung a little longer before She did reach for the file, but when her fingers came into contact with the edge, his hand did as well. Their skin touched—flash, spark of electricity.The touch surprised them both.Neither of them retreated for a moment.They locked gazes. Time was suspended, lingering in the air like a held breath.That night burned on her cheeks.Then, drawn by some force stronger than duty or sense, they leaned against each other.Their lips merged in a hard kiss.It wasn't hesitant or gentle. It was a scorching hunger, coars

WHO IS HE?"Aria, sweetheart! The way things had gone last time, I am simply sorry!"Daniel entered with a guilty smile. His tone was gentle but begging and his eyes guilty to the extreme. "can you not be angry with me"His face wavered between guilt and desperation—eyes wide open, lips trembling slightly, as if hoping that she would be fooled.Aria did not move. She glared at him, her arms crossed over her chest. Disgust burned in her belly like a snake, curling tighter with every breath he took. She worked to maintain an even face, suppressing the bitterness that welled up within her."I'm not angry," she told him, speaking in a firm voice as she pronounced each word slowly and clearly "Leave me alone, Daniel. I need to study. I've got a case tomorrow that's critical."She kept her eyes on her flung-open laptop, reading case files with the same calmness as though his standing did not disturb her. But her head was working. She felt his gaze change, reading and trying to interpret he