~GENERAL~ When Willow turned, and Kate saw what she looked like—skinny, pale, and pitiful—she gasped in shock. "What the... What is wrong with you, girl? Did you lose someone? Have you stopped feeding? She questioned, rushing to her. She held her and twirled her around so that she could have a full view of her. Another gasp escaped from her. "You look horrible. Are you sick?" Her eyes widened when a thought sprouted in her head. "Is it a terminal disease?" Are you dying soon?" Willow wasn't having it. She already had to deal with her brother; what was this fool doing? She wasn't even making things easier for her with all the drama. "No, Kate. "I am not sick," she responded, rolling her eyes but in a secret way so that Kate wouldn't see that. She wriggled herself out of her hold and stepped away from her. "Then, what happened? Why aren't you going inside? I am sure I saw Stewart's car when I was driving into the estate," Willow stood there, rummaging her head for the right ex
~VINCENT~Anger coursed through me in fiery bouts as I watched that bastard, Stewart, walk away. There was no doubt that he was the one with Violet that night. How the fuck did I miss that? I didn't put in that amount of work just for another man to enjoy the result. I knew I had fucked up...because seeing him in Violet's office only meant whatever happened between them that evening had created something between them. They had gotten closer. With my fists tightened by my sides, I clenched my teeth, watching his car zoom off.How did I miss that? I didn't think he would be with her, so I didn't bother to search for him on the CCTV. My thoughts were occupied with Violet's disappearance, and I didn't even bother to look for him at the party.I seem like the most foolish man on earth right now. My sole aim of inviting both of them to my birthday party was to create enmity amongst them, but it ended up bringing them closer. I hated that. After standing for five minutes, I successfully
STEWARTMy lips formed into a satisfied smile as I left her office. What happened in there wasn't my plan, but I was glad it did.The way her body responded to my touch, unrestricted... as though every part of her was made for me. Her moans and the way she was in accord with every movement I made.I loved it. The scenes were fresh, and I didn't think I would want to let it get off my head. I would relish the moment until I get her underneath me... Get her obsessed with me. And make her moan my name nonstop. She was mine to begin with. She was made for me.I had messed up in the past.But I promised to make things right. I will get my wife back.Getting out of the elevator that led to the carpark. I saw a car parked at the same time, but I didn't pay attention to it even though it appeared familiar. "Mr. Stewart!" A voice resounded behind me, causing me to turn my head, and I saw Vincent standing beside the car. It was no wonder that the car was familiar.I swayed my gaze over him
VIOLET I couldn't go to work the next day because the level of guilt burning me was inexplicable. That was Stewart—my ex-husband. I had vowed that nothing would happen between us, but something didn't just happen; I fucked him like a beast. The following day, I resumed office like nothing happened and began the day. If I wanted to forget about everything, I needed to invest myself in the loads of work in the company. The day started great. There was no problem. The guilty feeling was rapidly reducing, and my life was slowly getting back on track until it was past lunch and a knock came on. "Come in," I thought it was Liam. I didn't think it would be the same man I didn't want to see. The door opened and Stewart walked in, fully clothed in a black striped shirt and black pair of pants. His abs were visible under the black shirt, and it replayed the scene from that night. The way my hands roamed over his chest and well-defined body. A salacious desire ran through my veins as th
STEWARTThe sun diffracting from the window shone brightly on my face, causing it to twitch.With my eyes closed, I yawned and stretched. Slowly, I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. The scenes from the hot session we had the previous night rewound in my head, causing a jolt to run through my veins. My member jerked in between my legs. I just couldn't have enough of Violet. I guessed it was because it had been a long time since I last did that with her. The woman I made love to yesterday was different from the woman I mistreated six years ago. She was like a beast, devouring her prey without waiting. And honestly, I enjoyed every bit of it. Call me a hypocrite, but I would love to have her one more time. Scratch that! I meant to say "every time," which I knew was impossible.I looked at the side of the bed, hoping to see her beautiful face, relaxed and fresh, but I found the place empty. My brows creased in bewilderment. Where did she go? I was certain that we slept togeth
STEWART My body stiffened when Violet's lips captured mine. It took me seconds to jerk out of my reverie, but it was too late to stop her. She bit my lower lip and took advantage of the brief moment I parted my lips to prod her tongue into my mouth. She swirled her tongue in my mouth like an expert. My head was void of logical utterance. I couldn't think of a possible solution. I knew she wasn't in her right senses. She wasn't in the right state of mind. She must have drunk something she couldn't handle. The way she acted and spoke was unlike her. What had she taken? She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her. I raised my hands, and I was afraid to touch her. I couldn't possibly take advantage of her helplessness. That wouldn't make me a gentleman. She already hated me. I didn't want to increase her spite. When I was unresponsive despite all her tricks, she glanced into my eyes, breathing unevenly and deeply. Her breath was raspy as though she was fighting a st