His Little Temptress のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

The yacht came ashore at dawn, the wood of the dock creaking as the ropes pulled tight. A faint fog drifted over the water, the air sharp with salt and oil. On the dock, Makiam’s guards stood waiting in silence, their guns ready and their dark shapes barely churning in the early light.Damien stepped down first, his blazer shifting with the morning breeze, his pace steady and unhurried. He didn’t look at the guards, didn’t look at Makiam, not even at Yelena trailing behind him with wet hair clinging to her face. His eyes were fixed forward, as if this ground already belonged to him because it did.“Feels good to stand here again. You’ve been keeping my corridor warm for me, Wolfe.” Makiam said as he followed behind Damien with a proud smile. But Damien kept mute and the silence pressed heavier with every step, broken only by the groan of the ship settling against the dockyard.Then the quiet split as gunfire cracked across the dock. Damien’s men burst from the shadows of the landin

Damien sat at the front deck, the sea stretching endlessly before him and a cigarette glowing between his lips as the yacht rocked against the waves.The sky had already begun to darken over the water, but he needed a moment to breathe, a short break after hours at sea. He drew the cigarette between his fingers and let the smoke curl lazily from his mouth while his lips curving into a slow, reluctant smile.He would not even lie to himself that he had not missed her. The memory of her innocent, beautiful face came to him with ease, along with the constant smile that seemed to soften even his roughest days. He could almost see the stray strand of hair that clung to her cheek when she slept, and heard the quiet murmur that escaped her lips in her dreams.The ache of it pressed against his chest and as if he couldn't wait anymore, he drew the last drag, then tossed the butt into the sea. Rising to his feet, he turned but only for his brows to knit sharply together.Yelena stood before hi

Inside the car, the dim light was just enough for Lila to catch the hardened expression of the man beside her. His leg wouldn’t stay still, shaking restlessly since the drive began, and his fists kept tightening and loosening as though he was fighting to hold something back. All this time, his eyes stayed fixed on the passing night beyond the glass.Lila exhaled a quiet sigh and turned her gaze away as well. Though she could not imagine what storm was raging inside his head. Was it because he had slipped away from Graves, or because she had dared to attend a party?Whatever the reason, she refused to let him control her. If he tried to order her around again, she would stand her ground. After all, her uncle Lucien never once said she couldn’t enjoy herself with her friends while staying under Damien’s roof.Just then, her phone buzzed, pulling her out of her thoughts. Her chest tightened when she saw Asher’s name on the screen. How foolish was she to be worrying about the man beside h

The more Lila tried to tilt her head and shove him away, the harder his mouth crushed against hers, turning the kiss into something brutal and consuming. His teeth caught her lip, making her grunt in pain as she crushed against his hold. Finally, he tore his mouth from hers, both of them gasping, their ragged breaths colliding in the tense silence between them.“What the hell was that for?” Lila demanded, her voice sharp with anger as she wiped at her swollen lips. Her glare burned into him, but her chest still heaved from the force of his kiss.“You don’t get to share what’s mine,” Damien said, his tone frighteningly calm. “I forgot to remind you of that. You will hate me if you try it again.”Lila let out a bitter huff, her eyes narrowing. “When did I ever become yours, uncle?” she shot back, defiance and disbelief lacing her words.Damien didn’t flinch. Instead, he leaned closer until the heat of his breath ghosted over her trembling lips, his voice dropping to a dangerous whispe

Even Lila couldn’t stop her lips from parting as she stared at Damien in disbelief.Did he really bring Yelena here just to clear the air between them? Whoa.Yelena was still dumbstruck, her eyes locked on Damien, who stood with his brows raised as if simply waiting for her to speak.At last, she scoffed and shifted on her feet. “What is wrong with you, Damien? You mean to tell me you dragged me here just to fix your misunderstanding with your niece?” Every word dripped with disbelief.“Don’t blow things out of proportion, Yelena. Just do what I asked. Tell her you were the one who dropped my phone into the sea while I came to save you,” Damien deadpanned, his frown deepening.Yelena shoved her hair back in frustration, her gaze finally sliding to Lila who instantly looked away.“Damien, you—” Yelena began, but he cut her off coldly, impatience sharpening his tone.“Explain the goddamn shit and get the fuck out of here, Yelena. What the hell is your problem?!” Damien snarled, his jaw