All Chapters of Fatal seduction : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The stranger looked up from his drink. His eyes swept over my tear-streaken face, staring straight into my eyes like he could see through me I balled my hands into fist to keep them from trembling . I was burning with fury I could barely contain. The man didn't speak. I leaned forward. "Sleep with me." His expression didn't change. "I don't sleep with strangers." he said flatly I pulled out my wallet, thick with euros from everything I'd sold, and slapped a stack on the table.. "I'll pay you." He lifted an eyebrow and glanced at the money on the table and back to my face then threw his head back and laughed. A low chuckling rumble. “Not enough? I can double it” I said, placing another stack of cash on the table. "But I want it on camera" I continued, my voice steady.. "I want to send it to my fiancé." My last words must have piqued his interest. He slowly leaned forward, something flickering in his eyes. Curiosity, Amusement, I couldn't tell which. "Let me guess…” He draw

I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Somehow my heart aching heart had stopped, replaced by something I couldn't name. I had gotten my revenge but why do I feel empty inside? I sighed, closing my eyes and the stranger's face came into view. His mouth trailing on my neck, his hand slipping between my legs“No!” I snapped my eyes open. “We are not doing that!” I said to whatever parts of my brain that was conjuring those images.I reached for my phone and opened the video. My hand hovered at the delete button. I couldn't press it, instead I found myself removing the bear sticker from his face and somehow, he seemed more striking.My thumb pressed play on its own."Ventolina…" His voice filled the room. Low. Sultry. Dangerous. I still didn't know what Ventolina meant, but hearing him say it sent an unexpected warmth through me, my breath came slow and deep as the video played on—his hands gripping my hips, his lips trailing down my neck. I watched as he bent me over the edge of t

Brandy's POVLeti stood in the doorway, her eyes darting between us. "What's going on?”Dario straightened smoothly. "Ms Fischer got something in her eye." He lied without thinking.I blinked confused, my brain struggling to catch up with the lie. “Yeah, yeah…” " I nodded quickly, rubbing my eye with my palm. I held my breath, watching Leti's face, with one eye, waiting for her to catch the lie.Leti glanced at us, then shrugged, grabbing her keys off the console. "Forgot these." She said, turning to leave. I shot out of my chair without thinking, "I’m coming with you,” I blurted.I needed to get out of here, I don't think I can survive Dario's suffocating presence one more second. “To the hospital, I want to see the patient's chart” I added quickly.Leti turned and raised an eyebrow. "Now?""Yes. Now." I was already moving toward the door. Half way through the door, I turned to see a small smile tugging at Dario's lips and I knew this was far from over.I practically ran out

Stefan's POVI tried the line again for the 2nd time. Not reachable.I turned to the IT who was typing furiously at the computer in my office.“Were you able to find her location?” I asked, pouring myself a glass of whiskey. The IT guy's hand froze mid button, “I’m sorry Signore, but since she didn't answer the call, I won't be able to pin her location” he stammered, unable to raise his head to look at me.“Get out” I glared at him restraining myself from grabbing him by the collar and shoving him out the door. How is this the best IT guy they could find? The guy was completely useless!He grabbed his laptop and ran out. The door opened again and my chief of security stepped in with two guards. Relief washed over me. I had asked them to follow Brandy the moment she had left my penthouse.“So where is she?” I demanded, resting back in my seat and finally taking a sip of the whiskey, the hot liquid burned my throat, calming my nerves. “We haven't found her yet” My chief security gu

I stared at the plate of food in his hands. It smelled incredible, roasted lamb, fresh rosemary, and something rich and buttery. But it was the man holding it that made my mouth go completely dry. Dario stood in the doorway, one shoulder propped against the frame, his dark eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made my skin prickle. He looked like a predator who had decided to get comfortable before eating his prey. He didn't wait for me to answer. He invited himself in, his presence instantly shrinking the spacious guest room. "Leti, said I should bring you something to eat, else you might starve yourself," he said, his voice a low, rumbling baritone that seemed to vibrate right through my chest. He walked past me, the scent of cedarwood and dark spice washing over me, and set the plate down on the only clear corner of the desk. I gripped the edge of the door, my knuckles turning white. " Thanks but I'm not hungry." I lied. He knew I was lying but didn't say anything. His dark