"Dad wants to announce our wedding date."The word “wedding” hit Theodore like a fucking sledgehammer. He froze, his fingers pausing on the buttons of his shirt.He was engrossed in Aria so much that he almost forgot that Darla and he were about to marry soon. "Darla, when we got engaged, I was only seven years old. Obviously, I never accepted you as a fiancée. You can break off this engagement."Darla had heard this many times before. The best part was that Theodore's father had written in his letter before he died that he didn't want Theodore to break off theengagement. That was his last wish."Theo, we lacked some funds in our fashion brand for the raw materials. We need Seven million."Theodore’s jaw tightened, but he moved to his desk and pulled a check from the drawer. “Last time you took three million,” he said. “Email the details to Siam.” He gave her the check, wanting her out. Darla took it, her fingers brushing the paper. As she turned to leave, her gaze fell on a single
Theodore grabbed a tissue from the table with a calm, deliberate motion. He wiped his fingers clean before reaching between Aria’s thighs. He gently wiped her still-throbbing, wet pussy. Her breath hitched.“It’s okay, I can do it,” Aria murmured. Her core pulsed more when he cleaned it. He didn’t listen to her. She let him, her heart melting—she craved this, the way he bathed her, dressed her, wiped her clean, treating her like she was his to care for. No one had ever done this. Not even when she was a child. Theodore had filled a void she hadn’t known existed.He tugged her skirt back down and smoothed it over her thighs. He returned to his conference call. He approved presentations with a steady voice but his grip never loosening. He kept her pinned to his lap. Aria’s body stayed pressed against his.Finally, the meeting ended. Theodore plucked out his earplug, tossing it aside, and turned to her. His hands were still firm on her waist. “Not going to the event?” he asked with a c
Theodore’s fists rained down on the guy like he wanted to end his life right now. The blood pooled out of his mouth. His rib cage bone crackled, his jaws shattered under the brutal blow.“Theodore… Stop..” Aria’s voice cut in. But Theodore didn’t hear that. “You’ll kill him! Please, stop!” She grabbed his elbow. Her trembling hands pulled him back. Theodore froze. His chest heaving. His eyes snapped to Aria’s terrified face. Her fear hit him like a gut punch—she was shaking, her wide eyes pleading.He softened instantly. His rage melted under her gaze. He cupped her face gently, but she shook her head and whispered.“Theo, please stop.”For the first time, she looked scared of him, and it tore at him. Aria had always seen him as her safe haven. Her eyes used to be full of trust, not this fear. He never wanted to scare her—not now, not ever. He rubbed his temples. He cursed himself for letting her see this side of him, the monster he kept chained. Her face tamed him, grounding him li
Aria stepped out of the room and realised there was no event today. She forgot to check the schedule, now only a few days remaining to the wedding and soon everyone would be back to their life.Her heart skipped when she faced Theodore, looking so handsome. She didn’t know when he left her room. But she remembered sleeping in his strong embrace, him caging her from behind."Hey, Aria." Rhea approached her. "We were waiting for you. We’re heading to a department store in the city. Wanna come?”Aria’s heart screamed yes, her body craving Theodore.“Yes, I will.” Rhea blinked, surprised—Aria never agreed so fast but now she wanted to live with her heart. "I’m coming too.." Darla said. She was continuously texting someone. Few friends joined them too. They all rushed to Theodore's water Jet. His eyes stayed on Aria, the wind blowing her chiffon frock up to her thighs. Her hair whipped wild. Her sight had his cock twitching. She was pure temptation, and he couldn’t look away.As soon as
"Theo.." She cried out his name. Theodore stopped for a moment, he realised that was the sweetest fucking sound he’d ever heard—like she was the queen of his world. He looked up, his lips glistening with her wet release. A wild grin on his lips."Your pussy is my favourite dessert now." Theodore licked his lips. Aria’s cheeks flushed in deep red. His dirty praise sent a spark through her body. Her pussy was still throbbing because he ate it. When he dropped his boxers, Aria’s jaw dropped—his cock looked even bigger than she remembered, thick and ready. Theodore didn’t wait. He thrust into her, his hard, warm length filling her in one deep push. Aria’s hands grabbed the bedsheet. As his dick slid inside, a loud moan escaped her mouth.“Ahhh..” She immediately clamped her hand over her mouth. Theodore shook his head. His eyes dark with hunger. “The resort walls are soundproof, baby. Let me hear you,” he urged. He wished he could listen to her moans the entire night. He thrusted into
Theodore pressed his lips, he wished he could take away all her pain. He didn’t waste time and grabbed ointment out of his pockets. He asked Fenil to buy it. One with gentler on her smooth skin. That won’t cause any burn.Aria’s hand shot out, grabbing his wrist. “Give it to me. I’ll do it,” she said/Theodore’s irritation flared—here she was, scorched and shaken, still pushing him away. He leaned closer, his eyes hard. “You’ve got two choices: let me put this cream on, or I’ll fuck you right now.”Aria’s eyes widened. She was stunned by his bluntness, his serious face making the words hit harder. “I could do both,” he added. “What’s your pick?” Aria swallowed hard. Her cheeks flushed. “First,” she mumbled. Theodore smirked faintly. He squeezed the ointment onto his fingers and applied it over her burn.It should have stung, but his fingers were smooth on her burns. No one would believe in their wildest dreams that Theodore Windsor, the untouchable tycoon, kneeling at Aria’s fe