All Chapters of BETRAYED BY FATE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

The smell of Taylor's perfume wafted through my nostrils as I opened the door of the hotel room Tristan and I booked for after our wedding in an hour. I got an anonymous text from a private number reading “hurry up to Royal Gardens hotel in twenty minutes or you'll regret it forever” and a video note of Taylor and Tristan heading into the hotel together after I had looked everywhere for my fiance and my chief bridesmaid and called repeatedly. I opened the door to the hotel and that was when I heard strange noises coming from the inner section of the hotel room. Muffled moans, then a low laugh.The rhythmic creak of the bedframe that didn’t belong to anyone who was sleeping.My heart stalled and I froze mid-step. My grip tightened around my phone until my knuckles turned white.No. It can't be. I took cautious, almost reluctant steps closer. My breath shallow, and my mind trying to explain it away.Maybe it's the TV. A dream. Maybe he was sick. Maybe they're playing or joking aro

(Dylan) The champagne was cold, the lights were low, and the ballroom buzzed with the usual laughter of people pretending they liked each other. I gave my practiced smile to the investor from Milan seated next to me and nodded politely as he went on about luxury yachts and tax loopholes. I honestly didn't want to be here but I had no choice in these social matters. Truthfully, I wasn’t even listening. Something was just off. I felt different and suddenly hot. I quickly loosened the top button of my shirt and pulled slightly at my collar. It was warm in the room, too warm. My skin felt clammy, and a strange heat was crawling slowly up my spine. I only took a few sips of the champagne. Just a little. I barely drank at these events anymore. I blinked hard and reached for the water glass. My throat was dry and my pulse was too fast. Something really wasn’t right. Then it hit me. Someone drugged me. Instantly, I stormed through the ballroom, ignoring confused glances and murmurs. I

Without giving her any time to recover, I unzipped my trousers, releasing my painfully throbbing dick. The heat surged through me in a hundred folds but I still looked at her, asking for permission. “Are you sure Ella?” I asked and when she nodded in approval, half scared and anticipating, I slammed my full length into her in one full thrust. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she held onto me for dear life, whimpering and moaning loudly without a care in the world and I loved it. I loved the way her lips called my name in pleasure, not knowing whether to beg me to stop or continue. I was going crazy. This woman was driving me crazy. I could feel her clench her insides at the sudden intrusion and it took me all the self control I could muster from my whole ancestors to not release in a single thrust. “Fuck Ella… you're doing so good… I whispered raggedly in her ears as her whimpers filled my senses. I started slow but with each thrust deeper and harder than the last and