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Lahat ng Kabanata ng Burning Desires (An Open Marriage With The Billionaire): Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

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21: Alive Again

SOPHIA LANCASTERThe leather of the sofa squeaked beneath us, a sound immediately drowned out by the rush of blood in my ears. Ethan was weighing on top of me, grounding me in a way I hadn’t realized I needed until this very moment. His mouth was demanding, devouring, sweeping away the taste of my marriage and replacing it with something dark, rich, and intoxicating like the vintage wine we’d barely touched.My hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, arching my back to meet him. I felt starving, I had been living on scraps of affection for so long that this felt overwhelming. I whimpered into his mouth, my hands dropping to fumble with the buttons of his shirt.Suddenly, he froze.He groaned, and then he pulled back."No," he breathed, his forehead resting against mine. His breathing was ragged, "Not like this."I blinked, dazed, my lips swollen and tingling. "What? Did I do something wrong?"Ethan let out a sharp laugh, pushing himself up so he was hovering over me, his arms b

22: Consumed

SOPHIA LANCASTER The drive back to the villa was a blur and a torture, I could feel Ethan's heat radiating from the driver's seat, it seemed to suck the air right out of the car. My body was humming, vibrating with a need so sharp it felt like pain.When the tires finally crunched onto the gravel of the driveway, the car hadn't even fully stopped before I was unbuckling my seatbelt. Ethan killed the engine, and the sudden silence was deafening with intent.He didn't say a word. He just got out, stormed around the hood, and ripped my door open. He grabbed my wrist, his grip tight, and hauled me out of the low seat. I stumbled against him, my chest colliding with his hard wall of a chest, but he didn't steady me. He just turned and dragged me toward the front door."Inside," he growled.We practically fell into the foyer. He kicked the door shut behind us, the slam echoing through the empty house, I didn't wait for him to initiate, I didn't wait for permission. The beast inside me, the

23: Steady Hand

SOPHIA LANCASTER I woke up to the feeling of a heavy arm draped over my waist, pinning me to the mattress.For a moment, I drifted in that sweet, hazy space between sleep and wakefulness, my body feeling heavy and deliciously sore. There was a dull throb between my legs, a lingering reminder of how thoroughly I had been wrecked the night before. I shifted slightly, and the soreness flared into a sharp, pleasant ache that made a low sound vibrate in my throat."You're awake," a voice rumbled against my ear.Ethan.He shifted behind me, his body spooning mine perfectly. I could feel the hard ridge of his morning erection pressing firmly against the curve of my ass through the thin sheet. "Mmm," I murmured, leaning back into him. "Barely."His hand moved from my waist to my stomach, his fingers splaying wide. He dragged his palm upward, grazing the underside of my breast. "You slept like the dead.""You didn't leave me much choice," I whispered, turning my head to look at him over my sho

24: The Art of War

SOPHIA LANCASTER The dress lay on the bed, it was a custom piece Ethan had somehow procured in under three hours. It had long sleeves and a high neck, deceptively modest from the front, but the back went dangerously low, ending just above the curve of my waist. A slit ran up the left thigh, high enough to be scandalous if I took a stride that was too wide.I stood in front of the full-length mirror, smoothing the fabric over my hips. "Turn around," Ethan's voice came from the doorway.I turned slowly. He was leaning against the doorframe, already dressed in a tuxedo that fit him, he looked devastatingly dark, elegant, and utterly dangerous. His eyes raked over my exposed back."Perfect," he murmured, pushing off the doorframe and walking toward me. He stopped inches away, his hands hovering over my waist but not touching. He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear. "But there is one thing missing.""Missing?" I frowned, looking at my reflection. "I have the earrings, the clutch...""Tak

25: Critical Heat

SOPHIA LANCASTER I walked back into the main hall, my lips still throbbed from Ethan's kiss, and my skin felt too tight for my body.Composure, I told myself, smoothing the silk of my dress over my hips one last time. I walked through the sea of tuxedos and designer gowns, keeping my head high. I could feel the ghost of Ethan's hand on my thigh.I approached the VIP table. Julian Thorne was still there, checking something on his phone, looking bored again. The moment he saw me, he slid the phone into his pocket and straightened up. "Mrs. Lancaster," he said, genuine interest returning to his eyes. "I thought perhaps you'd fled the scene, most people find my interrogation techniques exhausting.""I don't fatigue easily, Mr. Thorne," I said, sliding back into my seat. "And please, call me Sophia. 'Mrs. Lancaster' makes me sound like I'm hosting a charity gala."Julian chuckled, reaching for his scotch. "Fair enough. You were telling me about the modular architecture of Project Aether b

26: The Ache

SOPHIA LANCASTER The car ran over the Napa roads tearing me apart from the inside out, I couldn't sit still.I shifted in the leather seat, crossing and uncrossing my legs, but every movement was a fresh form of torture. The dress slipped and slid against my skin, grazing the sensitized flesh of my inner thighs.I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the armrest until my knuckles turned white. My mind was a traitor. It kept looping the scene from the dinner table, I could feel the ghost of his hand sliding up my leg. I could hear the murmur of business talk all acting as a surreal backdrop to the illicit, devastating pleasure he had forced upon me."God," I whispered my breath fogging the glass slightly.I looked out the window at the passing street, and I thought about Daniel. I thought about the intimacy of our marriage. Daniel touched me like he was checking items off a grocery list, he never made me feel like this. He never made me feel like a wild thing, desperate to be tamed.I felt

27: Sit And Suffer

SOPHIA LANCASTER I came down from the plane and as I walked, I couldn’t help but think about what Ethan said back at Napa.I want you to miss me, he had said."I hate you," I whispered through clenched teeth."You're late," Daniel said by way of greeting. He didn't ask how the flight was, he scrutinized my face, his lip curling slightly. "And you look exhausted, you have bags under your eyes.""Good morning to you too, Daniel," I said, my voice flat. "Yamamoto is already at the office. The legal team has the final drafts printed, we are just there to sign and shake hands. If you look tired, he'll think you're hesitant."I slid into the backseat of the car, and Daniel climbed in beside me, immediately tapping on his tablet. "We have two hours to get you changed, I've laid out the beige skirt suit, it's modest. Yamamoto doesn't like flash.""No," I said.Daniel's fingers stopped moving, and he turned his head slowly to look at me. "Excuse me?""I said no," I repeated, turning to face

28: Stranded

SOPHIA LANCASTER We finally made it back home, and Daniel had being vibrating with energy. He had the Japanese partnership, the infusion of capital, and the photo op of the smiling, united power couple.I, on the other hand, felt like I was crawling out of my skin. Ethan's command still echoed in my mind, uncross them. I had spent the entire car ride home shifting in my seat, the damp heat between my legs mocking me. I was wired, hypersensitive, and physically desperate."Scotch?" Daniel asked, already walking toward the bar. He was pouring two glasses before I could answer."Water," I said, dropping my purse onto the sofa. "I have a headache.""Nonsense," Daniel said, turning around with two glasses. He walked toward me, his smile wide and arrogant. "We're celebrating. You were excellent today, Sophia. Truly." He handed me the glass. I took it just to have something to hold, something to keep my hands from shaking."I did what had to be done," I muttered, taking a sip. The alcohol b

29: Digital Ghost

SOPHIA LANCASTER The cursor on my screen blinked. I was sitting in my corner office at Lancaster Innovations, surrounded by glass walls that offered a panoramic view of the Manhattan skyline. I shifted in my ergonomic leather chair, crossing my legs tightly. It didn't help, nothing helped. The ache Ethan had carefully cultivated in Napa, the one he had refused to satisfy, had now settled into my bones. It wasn't just sexual anymore, it was a constant, low-grade fever that made my skin too tight and my temper too short.I looked down at the coffee Daniel had placed on my desk earlier, a peace offering after the disastrous sex of the previous night. "We're a team," he had said this morning, kissing my cheek as if I hadn't spent half the night staring at the ceiling, wishing I were anywhere else. "The Yamamoto deal is just the start."I gritted my teeth and turned back to the monitor, I couldn't think about Daniel. If I thought about Daniel, I would scream. I needed to lose myself in

30: Burning Retort

SOPHIA LANCASTER "We have something else to do," Daniel announced, I blinked, the residual adrenaline from my digital encounter with Ethan still vibrating in my veins. My laptop was shut."Something else?" I repeated, "Daniel, the integration…""It's finished," he interrupted, waving a dismissive hand. "You said the code needed polishing it's polished. The Yamamoto team is flying out tomorrow morning."He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the city. "I've booked the private dining room at Le Bernardin. Seven o'clock. I've invited the inner circle of the Board, the CFO, and the PR team for a dinner, Sophia."He turned back to me, his eyes sweeping over my form, "Go home," he instructed. "Change. The navy is... fine for the office, but tonight requires impact. Wear the red dress.""I have a few calls to make, Elena has the itinerary. I'll meet you there don't be late."He walked out without waiting for a confirmation, leaving the door open behind him. I stared a

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