The Taken Of Lena のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Lena flushed in embarrassment and had to look away from him, for the utter truth in his words frightened her, despite how presumptuous they were. They hadn't had much time to talk about what had happened...how did he know her thoughts? "So I'm trapped," Lena said solemnly. She heard Renz laugh, and she felt her indignation begin to rise. "Not at all, Lena. Do you want my advice?" Renz asked. Lena took multiple deep breaths to calm her growing fuming, and she nodded quickly. "As far as Marie and Sterling are aware, you are an engaged woman. Allow your fake fiancé to finance Sterling Manor. I will ensure that Jonathan receives the best care possible, and that Sterling Manor returns to its...former glory," Renz suggested. Lena's eyes widened and she gazed at Renz in shock. "You...would ensure Master Sterling's care?" Lena asked in surprise. Renz's face became serious again, and he stared at her forcefully. Lena bit her lip and slightly clenched her fist and another more carnal part

And while Lena enjoyed the way Renz presented her to his business colleagues and political friends, she enjoyed him most when they were dancing together. The musicians played spirited waltzes, and Renz was shameless in his physical conquest of her body as they moved together. Lena barely noticed the judgmental gazes and whispers from the older couples that danced, for she was too entranced and entertained by Renz's energy. His intense eyes never left hers as they moved together, and when the waltz took on a playful tone, so did Renz's movements. He rapidly dipped her as they waltzed, pulling her back up against him on a bubbly bounce, with an impish, almost childlike twinkle in his eye. He'd never appeared more youthful to her, more playful, and eventually, Lena was giggling so hard that she had to bring her hand to her chest, to keep from indecently exposing herself. "Impressive gathering, Herr Wolfenbarger. I never would have thought so many people would dare associate with the W

She had been a complete and utter fool. The doors suddenly slammed shut, and Lena gulped in fear. "What in the hell do you think you are doing?" he spat harshly. Lena yelped in fear, and the crystal glass of champagne slipped from her fingers, shattering into a glittering pile at her feet. She wanted to retreat as he slowly advanced on her, his face darkly marked with fury, but she was completely immobilized with fear. It commanded all of her willpower to keep from fainting. "I...I'm s-sorry—" She winced as his large hand suddenly reached for the back of her head, his fingers twisting and locking in her hair. She followed weakly as he pulled her towards his furious face by her hair, fearful of the impending pain. "You...have humiliated me...in my own home," Renz said slowly. "I'm so sorry, sir," she whispered shakily. She tried to find the gentle part of him that was safe, the part that loved her, but his anger seemed to be an endless vacuum. Perhaps he didn't love her at al

He finally released her lips and pushed her back down onto the table, and leaned forward again. She could feel his pelvis grind against her clit as he held himself deeply within her. He kept his eyes attached to hers as he slightly rotated his hips, exploring her deepest depths, whilst also teasing her clit. Lena whimpered as her orgasm began to build, and she tried to cover her face to hide it from Renz. But he'd already noticed, and with a threatening smile, Renz suddenly increased the speed of his movements. She tried to resist the feeling, to regain control over her body, for another release just seemed...animalistic. But the friction against her sensitive clit and penetration was too much for her. Lena shattered around his cock, squeezing him deep within her, stomach and pussy clenching rhythmically. She could feel him slip out of her, giving her pussy a much needed break, and Lena exhaled in relief. She needed desperately to catch her breath, to lower herself from that state

Renz was the first to emerge, and he was ever as handsome as she remembered. Ten years, it seemed, had thoroughly and completely...enhanced him. Another layer of muscle had been added to the lean, athletic form of his youth, making him appear broader, stronger, and far more forceful. His boyish smile, impish as always, was now intensified with the wisdom of manhood. There were a few more laugh lines surrounding his gray eyes, and his dark hair was just slightly beginning to silver at his temples. Ten years had passed, but Renz hadn't aged. He'd settled, perhaps, for the volatile impulses of his younger years appeared far more controlled than they used to be. He'd evolved from a randy cub into a calculating beast, a seductive predator with the playful charm of boyhood and the beguiling allure of maturity. A lethal combination. But at newly thirty-seven, he still appeared vibrant and active. He bore no pain or sorrow of the last ten years. No bitterness or disappointment. Tonight, he