Anastasia's POV I let out a breathy moan as Kasper's mouth limply enclosed my nipples, sucking and gripping. I could never get over his touch, it brought about shocks of pleasure. I dug my nails into his back and wrapped my legs around his hips as he ran his tongue over my body in a way that made me forget every other thing. Was this hate sex? I wasn't exactly sure but we could tag like that from his own angle, sometimes getting me all confused with how gentle he was with me on bed. “ Who are you thinking of when you're with me?” He questioned and when I couldn't answer, he punished me with his wicked tongue as he buried his head between my legs making me moan and squirt. My mind went blank the moment he entered into me, I let out another moan to which he smirked. Raising my hips, I moved with him and matched his every thrust making sure never to let it slip out. He entered languorously at first but gradually moved up tempo as he passionately and forcefully thrust hard

Kasper's POV “ Sir, Greg is back to the US,” Steve announced the moment he walked up to me. That brat had finally returned, he must have been forced. “ Is he at the airport? If he is arrange a car to pick him up,” I instructed. “ I'm not sure they'll be a need for that, sir. He came in yesterday,” he informed. “ You know, you have said that from the start,” “ Sorry, sir,” “ Where is he as it stands?” I inquired. “ He's lodged in Oakwood hotel,” he was indeed handy. “ Do you want to give him a call first or...,” “ There's no need to, let's just get going,” I said taking my coat as we headed out. It had been a while since we last met.Getting to the hotel, we were immediately taken to his room. Opening the door to his suite, I could already perceive the smell of ladies’ perfume. That pervert was at it again.“ Drey, I'm coming in,” I said as I walked into his bedroom. He was seated on his bed with a bathrobe on and the lady quickly picked up her thi

Kasper's POVI hung up on her before she could finish whatever she had to say. Did she really think she was entitled to be close to me? I wouldn't even marry her if I didn't want her to pay for her crimes.“ Sir, aren't you going to head home?” Steve inquired.“ I was but there's going to be a change of plans,” I informed. I picked up my phone and dialed. “ Yes, are you still there Greg?”“ I'm actually at my house this time but it's cool, was having a sort of party so...,” he paused.“ I'll be there,” “ Wait, what? Since when did you even like...,” I hung up on him before he could finish his complaints.“ Let's go,” I said to Steve as I got to my feet and walked towards the door. After a forty minute drive, we got to Greg's glass house. Getting inside, the house was booming with loud music, he wasn't joking when he said he was having a party.“ Hey, handsome,” some scantly dressed girls approached me in a lousy attempt to seduce me. “ Wanna grab a drink?”“ I'm sorry but my boss is

Five years laterCora’s POVI sprang up from my bed excitedly, I was in a really good mood. Today was finally the day I would meet my love after what seemed like forever. I hurriedly rushed to my bathroom to wash my face, I needed to look good before meeting him.“ Young mistress, your green tea is ready,” one of the maids announced as she walked in.“ Place it on the center table, I'm coming,” I instructed from inside the bathroom.“ Yes ma,” she replied.“ Are mom and dad still around?” I questioned as I stepped out of the bathroom.“ Yes, but they'll be heading out soon,” she informed.“ It's alright,” I said sipping my tea. I picked up my phone and dialed a number, it rang for a while. “ C’mon, pick up,” I bit my nails.“ Hello!” Lily's cheerful voice pierced through the phone and into my ears,at least she was alive. “ Yes, it's sort of a miracle that you picked up this fast,” I sighed.“ Haha, you were just lucky my phone was close by,” she giggled. “ So what's up? Is there anyt

Cora's POVI had never felt so embarrassed before, everyone had noticed Kasper's attitude towards me in the restaurant and then to crown it all, I just had to cry. “ Ma'am, would you like to stop at the convenience store for anything? Maybe ice cream?” My driver asked. He knew my mood was sour so he tried doing what he thought would relieve me but now that I think of it, why did he assume that I would want ice cream? Was I really this immature in everyone's eyes?“ Do you think I'm immature?” I questioned.“ Ma'am?” He was taken aback by my question.“ Do you think I'm immature?” I repeated myself sounding a lot more rigid.“ No, young mistress. Why would presume that?” He scratched the back of his head awkwardly, sweat beads forming on his temple from tension.“ So what did you instantly think I would want to take ice cream?” I frowned.“ Erm... I just thought you might want to get it since you do like ice cream and you were also angry so I tried putting the pieces together,” he pau