All Chapters of I Faked My Death & Married His Ruthless Stepdad for Revenge: Chapter 61 - Chapter 68

Duncan's POVThe night was quiet and dark.By midnight, the living room was completely dark.Christopher and I were asleep on the couch. Completely naked.He was sleeping deeply beside me, like he didn’t know anything was happening around him.His head was resting loosely against my bare chest, his breathing even and heavy, occasionally snoring softly as his body finally rested from the trauma of the night.Then, a sudden buzz broke the silence.My phone, resting on the side table right next to the sofa, vibrated sharply against the wood.I blinked against the darkness, stretching my arm out carefully so I wouldn't disturb Christopher. I grabbed the phone, bringing the bright screen to my face, and unlocked it. My brows pulled together in surprise when I saw the name on the screen.It was a text message from Clara.“Where are you?” She texted me.Before I could even think of a reply, another message popped up right under it.“I'm alone. Can you come? I need someone to talk to.”I st

Lisa's POV Vincent's hands flew across my body, his fingers digging into my hips, trailing up my spine, and anchoring his grip into my hair to hold me still against the onslaught of his mouth.My breath was completely stolen from me. I was utterly breathless, my heart hammering against my ribs as my hands automatically flew up to find his neck. I wrapped both of my arms tightly around his neck, pulling myself closer into his heat. His massive weight crashed against me, pressing his entire broad frame tightly against my body, pinning me completely between his chest and the solid wall behind me.Vincent pulled his mouth away for a mere second, his ragged breath fanning hot against my flushed skin. He looked down at me, his eyes wild, dark, and intense as they pierced straight into mine. Then he said;“You have no idea how long I've waited for this day, Lisa,” he panted, his grip tightening on my waist.I breathed heavily, my chest rising and falling rapidly against his. A small, di

Lisa's POV I began to take him in and I made him watch me as I slowly took his dick inside me. Breathing became hard as he tore through me, inch by inch. It felt so warm as he filled my center, overwhelming my body with his cock. "Oh, princess." He moaned and a whimper left my mouth as his dick settled in me fully. Gosh! I could explode now and I'll have no regrets. His cock split me and made room for itself in me. "Fuck, sweetheart! When was the last time you had sex?!" He asked in a hoarse voice, his dick making room for itself. I wanted to talk, to scream at him and tell him that I was in his son's bed just six weeks ago, but the words died in my throat. I couldn't speak because it was completely pointless. I had been in Christopher’s bed for five years, but absolutely nothing compared to the raw, consuming madness happening right now. Vincent is a beast. He takes control of my body exactly the way I’ve always secretly craved, and I will forever regret ever letting any other m

Lisa's POV I woke up the following morning, my entire body aching from the rough, wild night with Vincent. I rolled slowly from one side of the massive bed to the other, the silk sheets scraping against my sensitive skin. I let out a quiet, strained groan, my muscles protesting every single movement, before I slowly forced my eyes open.I caught a sudden movement across the room. Blinking against the morning light, I opened my eyes completely, and my gaze landed directly on Vincent.He was already wide awake. In fact, he was completely dressed up. He stood in front of the full-length mirror, wearing a perfect, tailored black suit that hugged his broad frame flawlessly. The pants were crisp, his shoes black and highly polished, reflecting the dim light of the bedroom. As he lifted his arms to adjust his collar, I could see the dark edges of his tattoos peeking out slightly from under his crisp white sleeves, contrasting dangerously with the expensive fabric.I stared at him from th