The Duchess's Game of Seduction のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Rick stilled when he saw Valerie standing across the room, in the midst of two beautiful women and several security guards he recognized all too well. It had been days since he'd last seen her at her garage, and despite everything, his breath caught in his throat at the sight of her. She looked absolutely stunning in a form-fitting black dress that hugged every curve of her body, her blonde hair styled like a halo on her head.Never in his life did he expect he'd feel any sort of emotions for this woman - no matter how little - but right now she looked like he was seeing her for the first time. Was it the dress? Or the fact that she was standing like a goddess? He wasn't sure, but he suddenly felt drawn to her, like that night in the garage when he'd let his fucking guard down.What was she doing here anyway? Had she also contested for tickets? That seemed ridiculous - far below someone of her status. His mind raced with different unholy thoughts as their eyes remained locked across t

His mouth crashed down on hers with such force that Valerie gasped against his lips. The sudden intensity of his kiss sent shockwaves through her body, making her already weak legs weaker. This wasn't a kiss of a man who didn't want her. This was pure, unbridled hunger.Time seemed to stop as Rick's strong arms encircled her, one hand still tangled in her hair while the other pressed firmly against her ass, drawing her deeper into him. Every nerve ending in Valerie's body came alive at once. Suddenly she was hyperaware of everything - the rough texture of his stubble against her skin, the heat radiating from his chest, the faint taste of coffee on his tongue.He's not pulling away, she thought with wonder, her mind struggling to process what was happening. The last time they’d shared a kiss, it didn’t last long before he’d pushed her away, treating her like a deadly disease. Yet here he was, devouring her mouth like a man possessed.Before she could fully savor the victory, Rick moved

Valerie slammed her penthouse door behind her, leaning against it as she kicked off her heels. The evening had been a disaster. After Rick's rejection on the rooftop, she'd barely managed to get through the rest of the gallery opening, forcing smiles and making small talk while her insides burned with humiliation and desire."Damn him," she whispered. So much for not spending Saturday night alone.Valerie stripped off her dress as she walked to her bedroom, leaving it in a heap on the floor for Clara to pick up - something she'd never done before. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror as she passed, pausing to stare at her reflection. Despite her efforts to repair her appearance before rejoining her guests, her eyes still held a wild, haunted look."This is ridiculous," she told her reflection. "He's nobody. A mechanic. Not worth a second thought. Why do you keep doing this to yourself, Valerie?"She needed to find a remedy for this. Just like Sophia had said, maybe her obsess

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Trevor asked Valerie, his words laced with ice. His tie hung loosely around his neck, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone. "As you can see, I'm trying to discipline my wife."Valerie stood rooted to the spot, the shock of what she was witnessing rendering her speechless. Trevor looked disheveled, his eyes bloodshot and wild with rage. Sophia looked... weak. Behind her, Joe tensed, ready to intervene at her command."Have you gone insane?" Valerie finally asked, another wave of anger coursing through her. First Aaron's assault, and now this? The night seemed determined to test the limits of her patience. "How dare you lay a hand on her!"Trevor sneered, gesturing grandly around the penthouse. "You must be crazy for asking me such questions in my own home.""In Sophia's home, you mean? A home I gifted her on her wedding day?"Trevor's face became filled with ugly contempt. "And so? Do you want to take it back?" His eyes narrowed as he took in

Sophia didn't know when she had fallen asleep on the couch. The whole drama from the night's events had finally claimed her, pulling her into a deep sleep.But she was immediately jolted awake by the sound of the elevator doors opening, followed immediately by Trevor's loud and bitter voice, "That bitch and her hound left me to die out there in the cold. They will pay for this. I'll reap that bitch of everything she owns."Sophia's heart hammered against her ribs as she pushed herself upright on the couch, her body stiff from sleeping in such an awkward position.Seconds later, she saw Trevor stumbling into the foyer. Something was different about him - he was wearing clothes she didn't recognize, an ill-fitted tracksuit that hung loosely on his body. What happened to the suite he was wearing last night. When Trevor got to the living room, Sophia was standing, waiting. Her legs felt unsteady beneath her, but she forced herself to remain upright, to face whatever was coming.Trevor sa