Todos os capítulos de The Goddess' Vessel : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

31. Ethan. I flinched backwards, which surprised Nathan. "What are you doing?" I demanded. "You are behaving like a creep."Nathan's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing as he continued to investigate. "You smell like a woman," he repeated, his voice laced with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. "Now, why do you smell like a woman?" He cocked his brow at me, his expression a blend of intrigue and amusement.As he sniffed the air, his face scrunched up in concentration. "Is that female perfume I smell?" he asked, his tone filled with mockery. "My God, I hope you aren't turning gay."Nathan's eyes roamed over me as if searching for any other signs of femininity. His gaze lingered on my clothes, my hair, and my face, before finally returning to my eyes. "Care to explain?" he asked, his voice low and even, but with a hint of teasing beneath the surface."It's nothing to worry about. It's not relevant," I remarked. "Unless you have time to play, I don't know what you are talking about." I glar

33. Rachael. "That's good, tell her I'm waiting." The deep rumble of his voice sent tremors to my core. I held my arms together and paced around the room. Anywhere but near him. Sarah brought her head back in. "My lady...""I'm coming!" I struggled to compose myself. What should I do when we see? He didn't sound angry, he sounded perfectly normal. But what was the reason he suddenly wanted to escort me? I sighed deeply and faked a large smile. I just had to be composed. I wasn't in the best state of mind, and he knew I was drunk. I walked up to the door. "Good morning," I greeted. Ethan had changed from the black combat suit to black trousers and a black turtleneck, and his hair was combed back. "Good morning," he answered. I felt like he was reading my soul with the way he looked at me. "You seem to be doing very well, does your head hurt?" "I—I'm fine, a slight headache in the morning but I'm fine. What about yours?""It was good." He smiled. The air between us was electric. I

35. Rachael.The suddenness of the kiss caught me off guard, a jolt of electricity that sent a wave of heat through my veins. But my body, traitorously, responded instinctively. My lips moved in sync with his, a desperate dance of unspoken desires, the world around us dissolving into a hazy blur. The tension that had crackled between us for so long finally shattered, releasing a torrent of pent-up emotions.I wanted this moment just as much as he did, a truth I could no longer deny. That was why, despite the lingering uncertainty, I couldn't bring myself to pull away. As we kissed, a flood of memories washed over me, each one a testament to the growing connection between us. The way Ethan had shielded me from danger, the way his gaze lingered, a silent question hanging in the air. It all coalesced into a single, undeniable realization: my feelings for him transcended mere gratitude; they were a tangled mess of longing and desire.Ethan's hands, firm yet gentle, wrapped around my waist

37. Ethan.How are you so full of energy?" she demanded, her voice a mix of exasperation and a raw, underlying desire. "I'm scared," she confessed, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and fascination. "—of having this...this monster inside my body." The words hung in the air, a testament to the raw, untamed energy that pulsed between us.I sat up, the sudden movement sending a jolt of raw power through me, and leaned towards her, my gaze locking with hers. The intensity of my stare, the unspoken desire that simmered between us, sent her tumbling back against the plush leather of the car seat. She held out a trembling hand, her fingers brushing against my bare chest, the contact sending a shiver through both of us. Her eyes fluttered closed, she was anticipating a lot of things. "Why are you acting shy now?" I whispered, my voice a low, husky rumble that vibrated through her. "You just messaged and sucked my cock," I reminded her, the words hanging in the air, a raw, explicit reminder o

39. Ethan. The sight of Naomi Rutherford standing there so unexpectedly sent a jolt of surprise, bordering on shock, through me. It was an unwelcome intrusion, a sudden disruption of the delicate balance I had finally achieved with Rachael. And to make matters worse, she appeared just as I was trying to navigate the complex emotions swirling within me. I turned to Nathan, my brother, seeking a silent understanding, a shared acknowledgment of the awkwardness of the situation, but he merely held out his hand, a gesture that spoke volumes. I assumed this was what he meant by "a lot happening," a cryptic warning that now seemed all too clear."Naomi," I began, my voice carefully neutral, "you never told me you were coming?" I made no move to leave Rachael's side, my instincts screaming at me to protect her from this unexpected complication. The air around us crackled with a palpable tension, and I felt a sudden, inexplicable tightness in my chest. It felt like her appearance was going to