All Chapters of Fatal Attraction : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The Dead- Now that we are alone, what do you want to forget this story?He paces back and forth, I can feel he’s angry, and I understand him; when you have a pesky woman, she always brings you problems. Fortunately, my pesky one is less crazy than his.- You know I can never forget this story! It will stay stuck in my throat forever. But to forget the bitterness, you will give me all your shares in the new company you just created in your country.- No.- Yes,- But you know I am the sole shareholder of this company.- I know you have fictitious shareholders. Which makes your company an LLC instead of something else. I want that company, and that's not all. For all our ongoing contracts, I keep your profits.- Here’s what we will do: I will give you fifty percent of my company, and instead of keeping all the profits from our activities, you will give me half of what I should receive over five years. After that date, we can go back to how it was before.- I will think about your propo

Ariane She finally looks at me, her eyes are red. - Tell me what he did. - He cheated on me. - What do you mean, he cheated on you? He came here with another girl and I saw them kissing. - No? He didn't do that. - Yes, I saw her go up to his room, I didn't have the strength to confront him. - That bastard, he will pay for this. I had warned him that if he hurt you, he would hear from me. I will make him regret it, my dear. I'll take care of everything. - No, I don't want you to get involved in this. - And why not? He makes you cry, he should taste my fist. - He’s not going to taste anything. Leave him alone. - That’s the voice of a lover speaking. If you turn a blind eye to this, he will do it again and again. - I know, I don’t intend to turn a blind eye to this. - I hope so for your sake, because I don't want to see you cry all the time. - It will pass. - I will bring you a nice hot soup, it will do you good. - Don’t do anything else but that. - I’

Ariane - I want you so much. Let me show you how beautiful you are. Let me show you how many times I love you, how many times I desire you. - Oh my king, your words affect me so much. - Let me show you all the effects that my hands and my cock can give you. He lays me on the bed, then puts me aside, his hand caresses my thighs, he positions himself behind me, his mouth captures a breast that he greedily sucks. - I adore your breasts, especially now, they are delicious. His mouth claims mine, he kisses me until I lose my breath. - You are magnificent my queen. You are so beautiful. I love you, I love you so much. His cock seeks a path to my pussy. He slowly caresses my vulva, before making his way into my pussy. He penetrates me slowly, gently. - Hoooo my darling, you are delicious. - I love you so much and I am so afraid of losing you. - I will always be there, by your side, you will never take a step without me. He moves in and out of me slowly, as if he is afraid of hu

Apryl Meiling Wang, John’s wife, now Apryl RobertsonAprylIf I had known what was going to happen to us, I would have thought twice before setting my plan in motion to get the man I love. What have I become now? I've become a maid in my husband's house? I wipe the tears flowing down my face. I sit for a moment in the hallway to gather my thoughts. My name is Apryl, and I am twenty-five years old. I am biracial, with a Taiwanese father and an American mother. I am a beautiful woman, one meter seventy tall, with very long black hair that falls down my back. I am told that I am very beautiful; with my mother’s blood running through my veins, I inherited her beauty and her lovely curves. But the one I’m interested in doesn’t look at me. I sometimes come to the United States with my father for his business. My father is an old-school man. He had planned to marry me off to a man his age to consolidate his business. But I got ahead of him. I didn’t want to spend my life next to an old man

Ariane I am in my bed writing on my laptop instructions for my correspondent for the next steps of our plan to bankrupt my grandparents' business. Everything has gone perfectly. They are in a deplorable situation, but the problem is that I can't move; I have to stay in this state for a few more months. My fiancé walks through the door: - My dear, you need to rest a bit, wait for me to help you. He takes the computer from my hands to place it on the table. - You must take it easy; it won't be long now. I love you, my dear. You are very strong. If I could carry two in my belly, I would have done it. - I know, my love. We will soon have our children. - Yes, can you get out of bed tonight? Our guests have arrived, and they haven't met the hostess yet. - Yes, I'll make an effort to get out tonight. - Okay, I will run you a bath. - You know I don't feel like washing. - I know, but you have to make an effort. You've refused to wash for two days. I know it's the hormones, but tonigh