Sinful Desires Novel Katherine And Liam Novels & Stories

She scoffed, her face morphing into an ugly shape as if she tasted something bile. “I don't intend to get together with him,” I confessed. “I just wish to…put the past behind us.” Sighing, I looked up as another thought crossed my mind. “Do you think he will want me after what happened? I can't give him an heir anymore, and—” “Shut up.” She rose from her chair and hugged me. “There's nothing wrong with you, Lia. It's not your fault.” “It is.” “No, it's not.” She broke from the hug and placed her hands on my arms. “It's not your fault, Lia. Mark caused all this. You are not at fault.”

And yet here I was, craving the taste of him like it was the only thing keeping me alive. I hated him. But God, I wanted him. Christophe must’ve seen the war written all over me, because he leaned in again, his breath brushing the shell of my ear. “Fight me all you want, Katherine,” he whispered, low and sinful. “But when I touch you… when I kiss you… your body tells the truth.” A shiver shot down my spine, my thighs pressing together instinctively. I hated that he noticed. His gaze dropped, slow and deliberate, to the way I fidgeted under him, and his smirk deepened.

But… There's an escape for you, Go to the altar today to get married to Damien, but when the priest asks you if you will ask him as your husband, say no, shock the congregation and most importantly, Damien, Shatter his heart into pieces and you shall be free if the pain that I will rain on this family. A pain much worse than death. Love, Katherine Sinclair. My whole body shuddered with fear as I read its contents. How did the note get here? Did Katherine have an inside man at my wedding?

He exhaled long and unsteady in a way he probably didn't intend me to hear. "I want more." He said it between muffled words and whispers, with closed eyes — and just like that I knew that he was already far gone even before I knew it. You know that feeling when you press further and you get exactly what you wanted. And so, it was safe to say that for every action, there was an equal and opposite reaction. And I sure knew how to press the right button when it had to do with Liam, because he makes loving him sweet for me. And I wouldn't mind doing this over and over again with him.

I Seduced My Boss’s Elegant Wife Until She Became My Desperate Little Slut Three weeks of getting fucked senseless by Damien had turned me into a greedy little addict. His cock was incredible. Thick, relentless, and always leaving me leaking his cum on the drive home. But the more he used me, the more I craved something even more forbidden. I wanted to corrupt his perfect, ice-queen wife. Elena Harrington was everything I wasn’t. Elegant, poised, rich, and always so fucking composed. The kind of woman who wore silk robes and pearls while drinking morning coffee. The thought of turning her into a dripping, cheating mess made my pussy throb every time I saw her.

(Elena's POV) I suddenly felt the urge to go for confession; That's the only way I knew I'd see him after his "jealousy show"...I told myself "it was just confession," a normal and right thing to do as a catholic, but the thoughts underneath were different.I had been carrying too much for too long and the weight had started to show up in small ways — distracted prayers, restless nights, the persistent low-grade awareness of something unresolved living in my chest. But I still had an aim of seeing him after confession...It had been announced that other priests are coming to hold confession in the parish, so this was my opportunity to confess my sins before adding more to my judgment book...

I nodded, my heart hammering. We found Liam on the couch, the boys asleep around him. I woke him with a kiss. "Your step-dad knows about us. Do you wanna go fuck?" His eyes flew wide open, first in shock, then in dark understanding. We went to his room. I stripped completely. His eyes ate up the lingerie. "Holy fucking shit, Chloe." I pushed him onto the bed, then took him in my mouth, deep-throating him until he cursed. Then I lay back down and asked him to eat my pussy.

He raked a hand through his hair and looked down at the sleeping beauty in front of him, thinking if Rylan ever found out what he was about to do, he would never forgive him in the next life and that was something he couldn’t risk losing as he had high hopes of meeting him again in the hereafter. Hunter pulled her trousers back up and angrily punched the wall above the bed, thinking his mind was a fucking mess and he didn’t know what to do. He wanted to fuck her and ruin her reputation so badly, but couldn’t bring himself to do it, without feeling a little guilty. It was then an idea came to him and he quickly put it into motion, thinking he will make her believe that she slept with someone

“Yes. But I recently caught him in a compromising position with Katherine. So you could say that I do not want to see him or talk to him because of that. And yes, I’m hurt to my bones because I never expected that he would do something like that to me, ever” Her lips pulled back in a grimace and she crinkled her nose. “You caught him with Katherine? What in the world would he be doing with that deadly woman when he has you? Katherine is a time bomb waiting to explode and anyone who goes close to her never survives. Do you even know that there are rumors that she killed her parents and burnt down their house when she was seven?” I shrugged, trying to water down the emotions surging through me