Lahat ng Kabanata ng Darkest Desires: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

YVONNE"I-is that blood?" I mumbled while staring at his shirt.I felt cold. Memories of how he killed a man rushed into my head. Did he kill someone again?He grabbed my hands, which were still frozen in front of him, and gently squeezed them.I gulped. I was still worried about the blood on his shirt, but the heat from his hands coursing through my skin was distracting me. Even though he looked like he had been through some serious shit, I couldn't help my stupid attraction towards him.Not even my fear can extinguish the spark of desire within me."Don't worry about it," he said. "It's nothing."He glanced at the files on the table."I see you're doing your homework," he comments. I knew he was trying to change the topic."Are you okay?" I couldn't help but ask. What if the blood was his? He looked exhausted, and god, what was that smell? He still smelled good, but there was a hint of something pungent lingering in the air around him. I can't tell what the smell was, but it was bad

YVONNE"Are you ready?" Vladimir's low voice almost sounded like a grumble, making me jump in surprise.I didn't hear him enter my room. I was busy staring at my reflection in the mirror, admiring how the group of stylists changed how I looked tonight.The pure white gown fit me so well. The top resembled a suit with long sleeves and a deep v-neckline that almost reached my belly button. It was floor-length but with a long slit on the side. My hair was curled and swept to the left side of my shoulder. My make-up was sophisticated and done to perfection.Vladimir joined me. He stood behind me and gazed at my reflection. I gulped when his hands rested on my hip. Then he dipped his head into the crook of my neck. I bit my lip while slightly tilting my head to the side to give him more access.Damn, we look so hot. My lids felt heavy as I stared at us in the mirror."Fuck, can we ditch the gala tonight," he whispered while inhaling my scent. His wet lips touched my skin, causing goosebump

VLADIMIRShe looked terrified when I called her name. But the expression quickly vanished from her face, replaced by a confident smile as she strode towards the stage.I walked to meet her on the stairs to help her up. Her hand was ice cold when I held it."Relax," I whispered as we walked to where the microphone was.I heard her audible gasp. I squeezed her hand gently to remind her that I would be with her the whole time. She put on her best smile when she finally stood in front of the crowd. Had I not felt how cold her hands were, I wouldn't have thought she was nervous."Hello everyone," she chirped energetically while scanning the crowd with her eyes. "To our executives and directors, distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen, I hope you're all having a great time tonight."She glanced at me. I smiled at her encouragingly before she looked back at our audience."I am extremely excited to take on this new role," she stated in a clear voice. "This is a moment of personal honor fo

YVONNEI can't believe we're doing this in the middle of all these people!What has gotten into him? Hypocrite. His voice echoed in my head. Damn, he's right. I knew this was wrong on so many levels, but here I am, already on the verge of reaching my climax.My hips instinctively moved along with his harsh strokes. He was hitting something inside me. Something that I thought was only a legend for a long time.He wrapped his other arm around my waist, holding me firmly in place as if preparing me for what was coming. "Vlad," I whispered before biting his chest, trying my best to stop myself from moaning with complete abandon.I could feel the pressure intensifying as his fingers attacked me with precision, hitting that spot again and again. The tension between my hips built rapidly until finally, it snapped and exploded. I was hit by wave after wave of exquisite pleasure.I limped against him as my body seemed to explode into a million pieces. My whole body quivered while recovering

VLADIMIR"These are all the footage we got, boss," Blaze reported when I got to my office.I called him last night to get CCTV footage around the area of the gala venue. I had a bad feeling after Yvonne told me she saw her mother. I don't think that's a coincidence."I've played this part numerous times. There's nowhere else for her to go aside from this vehicle," he pointed at the screen.A black van passed the area, covering the woman standing by the street. She vanished at the same time the van drove away. But the van didn't stop to pick her up."Did you check other CCTV's?" I asked, still doubtful of the angle he's been getting at."Yes, boss," he nodded. "She wasn't caught by any other CCTV around the area.""Are you telling me, the van dropped her at the same spot where it picked her up?" I frowned."That's the only plausible explanation we could come up with," he said. "We checked earlier footage, the same unidentified black van passed by the area two hours before, but there we