Seducing Him Novels & Stories

"You've been through something terrible and you're trying to make sense of it by creating patterns where there aren't any, by turning normal conversations into conspiracies." "But—" "I love you," she said and squeezed my hands. "You're my best friend and it's killing me to watch you torture yourself like this, to see you spiraling into this dark place where you can't trust anyone or anything." Tears started running down my face because what if she was right, what if I really was losing my mind, what if grief had broken me so completely that I couldn't tell what was real anymore. "I don't know what's real," I whispered.

I sat stiffly in my chair, clutching my number: Eleven. As I watched the candidates before me, the sinking expressions on their faces when they returned did little to ease my nerves. Still, I clung to my resolve. I wasn’t just here to be Noah’s nanny—I had a bigger plan. Winning this job was the first step, but my ultimate goal was far more calculated: I had to seduce Justin Hunt. It was the only way to capture his attention and exact my revenge. Finally, my number was called. I took a deep breath, steeling myself, and entered his home office.

My voice trembled as I whispered the words that sealed my truth. “I had set out to seduce him but in the end, I was the one who fell.”

In his seat of pleasure. “Is that how you talk to your boss?” He asked quickening his pace. “Ye..Yes boss!” Tessa tried to cling to the last string of sanity but it was too late, she was already lost, lost in the devil's pit. Pleasure was too mediocre to define how she was feeling right now. His other hands reached for her ass, squeezing it hard. His hands barely covered it but still it was enough to earn a moan from her. “Kiss me!” The words tore from her throat laced with hunger and deep lust.

“So we pretend everything is perfect?” “Exactly.” He stood, walking toward her with that deliberate, predator-like grace that always set her nerves on edge. “We put on a show the world can’t question, while we find our real enemies.” She swallowed. Damian was asking more than collaboration—he was asking her to surrender herself to his world, to the performance of engagement, without guarantees or safety. And she agreed, because she had no choice.

"At the same time you are not brave enough to capture him or threaten him to make him spill the truth." "Your confidence in me is inspiring." He ignored my sarcasm completely, "So we must use the only strategy available." I waited for him to complete it since I knew he must've already planned something in his mind. Maddison smiled slightly. "We can't wait anymore.... Not even to get closer to him, direct into action, you must seduce him." I stared at him in disbelief. "Are you serious?" "Completely." He leaned forward again with an evil smile like plotting a trap. "See, if you can make him fall head over heels for you, the access to his world would be in your hands."

Thought he was angry at me all this while, since he never smiled at me, but just as he heard about sex, his mood changed! "Don't keep your hopes too high darling, I will not have s** with someone like you, we are going home now." He said and I don't know why I really felt broken by what he said. Am I that bad? Maybe I'm not like his friend 'Penelope.' I will make sure he begs me to sleep with him, for now I need to earn in trust and I think I'm going to follow Susan's advice by seducing him. "What did Penelope say to you at the event." He asked after few minutes of silence.

He does not just want me to seduce his son, he wants me to marry him. "I. Please give me a moment to think about that." I brought the cup to my lips and let the warmth of the coffee slide down my throat. "Your people may not have enough time to wait Isabella. If you take the initiative, I don't think my son could ever resist you. He is strong-willed but you are a sweet young woman that he could never say no to." I shook my head. "Thank you for believing in me Mister Vernice. But I think you understand it wrong, if I succeed in seducing your son that could not mean that he would marry me."

I’ll have to be a subtle seductress to gain his affection. He tried to resist my seduction, But I won at the end. I kept throwing myself at him, pretending to be drunk and horny until he finally got tired of pushing me away. He pulled me into his arms and high-jacked my seduction, taking charge as he kissed and caressed me, slowly, making me moan in desire.