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Chapter 20

Author: Joychrystie
last update publish date: 2026-05-14 00:47:19

“Claire will be out soon," Ethan called toward the door, his voice surprisingly steady despite the storm raging between us. "She just needs to finish this one section."

"Very well, don't keep her too long," Beatrice’s voice faded as her footsteps retreated down the hall.

The moment the sound died away, the air in the room snapped. He didn't pull away, nor let me breathe. Instead, he reached down, his fingers gripping my hips with a bruising force, and he slid into me. The initial entry was slow
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    He didn't waste time with words as his hands moved to the back of my dress, his fingers finding the zipper and dragging it down with a sharp, mechanical hiss. I felt the fabric loosen, the cool air of the office hitting my spine before he reached around and tugged the gown over my shoulders. It pooled at my feet in a circle of charcoal silk. I stepped out of the fabric, standing before him in nothing but my black lace lingerie and heels.He simply stood there, not touching me yet but his dark eyes roamed over my body with a clinical, predatory intensity. He took in every curve, every flush of my skin, as if he were memorizing a map of territory he finally owned.Without a word, he turned and walked back to his massive armchair. He shrugged off his jacket, tossing it carelessly onto the leather couch, and unbuckled his belt. I watched, my heart thundering against my ribs, as he let his trousers slide down his legs and stepped out of them. He sat back in the chair, his legs spread, look

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    The transition from the golden, sun-drenched fields back into the cold marble of the Vale estate felt like a physical blow. The moment we stepped through the heavy oak doors, the laughter that had lingered between Beatrice, Leo, and me was swallowed by the oppressive silence of the foyer."I'll take Leo up for a bath," Beatrice said, her voice dropping an octave as she glanced toward the dark hallway leading to the study. She squeezed my hand one last time, a silent reminder of our conversation on the grass. "Try to get some rest, Claire and don’t try to pry. You look like you’ve been through a war."I watched them disappear up the stairs before turning toward the kitchen. I was parched, my throat feeling like it was coated in the very dust I had been digging through outside. But as I passed the corridor, someone followed.Ethan was standing in the doorway of his study, still dressed in his charcoal suit, his tie loosened just enough to look dangerous rather than relaxed. He didn't sa

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    The sun was just beginning to bleed over the horizon, painting the manicured lawns of the estate in shades of a dull honeyed gold. I slipped through the hallway, my legs feeling like lead and my skin still humming from the friction of Ethan’s sheets. I was a ghost in my own body, moving with the silent, practiced stealth of a thief.I reached the turn for the Blue Suite at 7:00 AM, my hand reaching for the knob, when a voice like silk and gravel stopped me cold."Early morning for a walk, isn't it, Claire?"I froze, my heart leaping into my throat. Beatrice was standing by the large arched window at the end of the hall, wrapped in a heavy cream, floor-length robe. She held a cup of steaming tea, her eyes sharp and knowing as they swept over my disheveled hair and the clothes I had scrambled back into. She looked toward the direction of the Ethan’s room and then back to me."I... I just needed some air," I stammered, my face heating up with a flush I couldn't hide. "My room felt so stu

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  • VENGEANCE IN HIS BED   Chapter 20

    “Claire will be out soon," Ethan called toward the door, his voice surprisingly steady despite the storm raging between us. "She just needs to finish this one section.""Very well, don't keep her too long," Beatrice’s voice faded as her footsteps retreated down the hall.The moment the sound died away, the air in the room snapped. He didn't pull away, nor let me breathe. Instead, he reached down, his fingers gripping my hips with a bruising force, and he slid into me. The initial entry was slow, a deliberate, agonizing stretch that forced a muffled cry against his shoulder. He kept his hand firmly over my mouth at first, his eyes boring into mine with a dark, authoritative heat."Quiet," he commanded, his breath hot against my ear. "Unless you want her to come back."He began to move, a slow, torturous rhythm that focused entirely on the friction. Every slide was a calculated move to break my resolve. He watched my face, his expression one of absolute possession and lust. As the dist

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