Semua Bab Seduced By My Fiancee's Older Brother : Bab 61 - Bab 70

OPHELIA COLE"One glass please" I ordered a glass of drink while patiently waiting for Mary to show up. We chose the bar because it's been so long we did a hang out as friends. I mean, It's beginning to seem like everybody is just to its business. We literally forgot our usual girls hang out.I taped on the table, moving my head back and forth, enjoying the music and feeling the vibes while looking around and watching the party freaks get high with dancing and having the best fun.A deep sigh escaped my lips when my eyes suddenly met with a stranger's intense gaze. I mean, even while he stood at a corner, I still feel like he's trying to undress me with his stare.Big, fat and pot bellied.. He has a big tattoo on the left side on his neck, all the way down to his left arm making him look like those gangsters.Immediately, I averted my gaze, focusing my eyes on my drink but still, his sharp gaze was still on me.And next, he walke

OPHELIA COLE.Damien's side was empty and cold which means he must have been out of bed for long. I stretched.. the pain in my legs hitting me reminding me of the long night we both had.Thinking about it made me blush. My moans, his soft groans and his easy penetrations.. They flashed through my memories, reminding me that I had the best first night in my life. And because it's Damien, I really have no regrets whatsoever.I heard the shower turning off and the bathroom door opening revealing Damien half naked and in just his towel tied dangerously down his waist.My eyes trailed over his body. The drops of water rolled down his chest, taking the lines of his abs and his hairs scattered all over his face.I haven't seen Damien looking so alluring and seductive all my life and this was the best opportunity to feed my eyes staring at this heavenly sight before me.But, my cheeks flushed in embarrassment when our eyes met and a shar

OPHELIA COLE.It's been two days and Damien has just transformed into a different person. He shows up at my doorstep every morning, driving me to work and back. He has been extra sweet, never fails to remind me how important I am to him.He keeps sending me texts.. Always on call and within those moments, his childhood days became our favorite topic.I've always imagined what Damien's childhood is like and when he told me, there was nothing special about it but I find it super interesting to know.A soft knock on the door diverted my attention from the file I was going through."Yes?.. Come in"My secretary walked in."A man is here to see you" She informed me."Doesn't he have a name?""Malcolm Clark"My eyes lit up immediately when Malcolm's name was mentioned. "Please let him in. Oh, and please review this file. It still needs some more touch ups" I passed the file to her.She left my office and almost immediately, Malcolm walked in, looking as free spirited as ever."Ophelia!!""

DAMIEN DAWSON.There was something about Ophelia I couldn't place.. Her eyes look like she's drowning in sadness. Whenever she looks at me, sometimes I see love and sometimes, it's just fear and hesitation.I know for a fact that she's scared about something. She's probably scared I might ditch her and choose someone else over her.But, I'm not Luca. When I love someone, I love genuinely. Ophelia is the woman I love.. I've learnt to admit and not hide my feelings. And I'm ready to admit it in the presence of Dad and even Luca. I'm not scared of anyone.Not even when Luca finds out about it, I'm willing to protect what I have. Luca had gotten lots and lots of privileges.. Being the true son of the Dawson's family including Ophelia.While I just kept being the adopted son who tries to make everything perfect for him and the family. He makes a mess, I get to clean it.But I won't rush things because from the look of things, Ophelia still doesn't trust me fully and it's really not her fa

MARY ADDISON. I glanced at my watch for the hundredth time and let out a deep tired breath. Malcolm hasn't shown up. We were supposed to meet at 7pm.. now, it's almost 9pm and still no sign of him. Not even a call or a text. A waiter walked up to me again for the fifth time. "Would you like to order now, ma'am?" He asked. "I'm sorry, my date didn't show up, I'll just leave" I stood up and grabbed my purse, making my way out of the restaurant. I haven't been more embarrassed in my entire life the way I am now. I mean, how can he stand me up? Made me wait for him for hours. Did he forget we planned a date? This is just the height of it.. For a few days now, Malcolm barely has time for me. He doesn't call or text like he used to. I make the move, initiate conversations and at the end, he'd be in a hurt hang up, giving the excuse that he's busy. It's super annoying when I think that I have to fight for his attention or demand for his attention.. It's something I shouldn't be doing.