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Payback on His Twin Bed **Son**
****Yasmeen’s POV**He did not finish me against the edge.Instead Liam turned me in the water again, lifting one of my legs to wrap around his waist so we faced each other. The new angle forced him even deeper. I gasped against his shoulder as he began to move — slower this time, deeper, the kind of strokes that made every nerve light up without the frantic edge of before. The near-discovery still sat under my skin, but the fear had softened into something else. My arms locked around his neck. The water moved with us in quiet, rhythmic waves that lapped against the stone. Every time he buried himself fully I felt the pressure coil tighter, sweeter, almost unbearable. The cold of the pool and the heat of him fought for control of my body.“Look at me,” he said.I did.His eyes were dark under the blue lights, the usual control frayed at the edges. The orgasm broke quietly but completely, rolling through me in long shudders while I kept my eyes on his. I bit down on the sound that tri
Payback on His Twin Bed Footsteps*
****Yasmeen’s POV**He did not release my wrists right away.For a long moment he only held them beneath the water, mouth still warm against my breast, the denial hanging between us like a live current. My body ached from the withheld release. Every small shift of the pool water against my skin felt too much — the cold, the chlorine, the way my nipples still tingled from his mouth. When he finally let go, it was only to slide one hand down my stomach and between my thighs, the movement deliberate and possessive under the blue-lit surface.His fingers found me easily.I was already soaked, swollen, desperate from the earlier denial. He stroked slowly at first — a single finger tracing the sensitive bud of my clit in lazy, deliberate circles that made my head tip back against the empty air. A soft sound left my throat, impossible to swallow. He added a second finger and pushed them inside me without hurry, curling them upward until they pressed against the exact place that made my legs
Payback on His Twin Bed A short kiss
****Yasmeen’s POV**I did not think.The second his head disappeared under the blue-black surface I jumped in after him. Cold water closed over me in a shock that stole the air from my lungs. Chlorine stung my eyes. I pushed downward, eyes open in the distorted blue dark, hands sweeping through empty space where his body should have been. Panic clawed at my throat — the same raw terror that had made me scream his name from the edge. Then a strong arm hooked around my waist from below and hauled me upward with controlled force.We broke the surface together, gasping.Liam’s dark hair was plastered to his forehead. Water ran down his face in clean lines, dripping from his jaw. For one second he only looked at me — the same shattered expression from the hallway now washed clean by the cold — and then he burst into low, genuine laughter that vibrated through the water between us. The sound was so unexpected after the violence and the accusations that I could only blink at him, still gasp
Payback on His Twin Bed * Am I Not Your Son Too?**
* **Liam’s POV**My eyes widened.The words hit harder than any of the blows. Harder than Lucas’s fists. Harder than the knife G-Dragon had put in my chest weeks earlier.“Your son…” My voice came out shaking, almost unrecognizable to my own ears. “Am I not your son too?”For one fractured second something flickered across her face — hesitation, or the shadow of an old truth she had never spoken aloud. Her mouth opened. The same mouth that had called me evil at twenty. The same mouth that had ordered security to drag me out of Clínica Santa Isabel before my father could finish his sentence.“No—”She caught herself almost immediately. The mask slammed back into place with practiced speed. When she spoke again her voice was louder, uglier, meant to bury whatever had nearly slipped out under the weight of public performance.“Just stop acting demonic! Did you want to kill your brother the same way you ended your dad?!”The accusation landed like a blade between the ribs.Tears I had no
Payback on His Twin Bed slaps
****Lucas’s POV**I sat at the desk in my temporary study with the laptop open, reviewing the slides for a presentation I no longer cared about. The numbers blurred under the desk lamp. Every few minutes my mind drifted back to the corridor — Yasmeen’s mouth under mine for that single unfinished second, the warmth of her before she froze, then the raw sound of her vomiting behind a closed bathroom door. The rejection still sat under my ribs like something spoiled. She had looked at me with distance, not desire. The campaign kiss had been for the cameras. The real one had lasted less than a breath before she ran.My phone lit up with an unknown number.I answered.The voice that came through was low, thick, and slightly slurred — the kind of tone that belonged to a man who had been awake too long and taken something to stay that way. Background noise suggested a private space, not a warehouse.“Your brother,” Lord Dargrasingh said without greeting. “He put four of my lower crew in the
Payback on His Twin Bed A dangerous twin
****Lucas’s POV**The mansion had finally gone quiet.Dinner still sat heavy in the air — my mother’s demand for an heir, the way she had placed that diamond necklace around Yasmeen’s throat like a public claim, the sharp slap she had given Beatrice in front of everyone. The maids had cleared the last of the silver. The hallways had emptied. I waited until the last soft footsteps faded before I went looking for my wife.I found her in the guest wing corridor, still wearing the necklace. The stones caught the low light every time she moved, cold and heavy against her skin. Something in my chest pulled tight at the sight of her. For years I had treated her like a prize I had won from Liam — the girl he had watched from a distance, the one I had claimed with smoother words and better timing. Tonight the old calculation felt thin. When she had touched me on that campaign set, adjusting my collar without being asked, something real had shifted under the performance. I wanted her to look a
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