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Chapter 53
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Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 54
Cheryl âSo, you and Mr. Han finally fucked?â Anna asked as we walked toward the library.âNo! Gosh,â I groaned, scrunching my face at her.âBut I saw you kissing him before you got out of his car,â she argued.I snatched the chocolate bar from her and took a bite. âSpying on me now?â I hissed. âWell, we havenât fuckedâĶ yet. But if you tell me how you managed to get yourself into a relationship with Dr. King, Iâll tell you what happened this morning.â I smirked, willing myself not to flush at the memory of what had transpired between Mr. Han and me.âNo story there, Cheryl. I seduced him, we fucked, and thereâs a minuscule chance weâre in love,â she said casually.I let out a loud, fake laugh. âYou are a joke, Anna.â I rolled my eyes.âTell me what happened between you and Mr. Han,â she quipped, nudging me.âWellâĶâ I whispered, feeling a blush creep up my face. âWeâre trying to act like a married couple now.âShe nodded knowingly. âI figuredâyouâre wearing your ring again.ââYeah. So,
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Cheryl âYouâre gonna get Daddy so fucking hard, sucking your breasts, arenât you?â Miles coaxed, his voice thick with desire. His words only made me wetterâso much wetter. âYeah,â I whimpered, watching as he pulled my bra down, exposing my erect nipples. Goosebumps prickled across my skin. He cupped my breasts gently, teasing my nipple with his tongue before taking it into his warm mouth, sucking hard, igniting a fire deep inside me. I was so fucking aroused. My toes curled in my boots as Mr. Han pulled out my other breast, rolling my perky nipple between his fingers, playing with it like he knew exactly what it did to me. The pleasure was overwhelmingâhot, consuming. It felt like I was going to explode. My lips quivered, trembled with pure ecstasy. Miles just knew how to pleasure me. âOhh, yesâĶ keep sucking me, Miles,â I whimpered, grinding my hips against him, my throbbing pussy rubbing against his rock-hard bulge. âDaddyâs so hard from sucking your juicy breasts
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Miles Such a naughty little tease, touching my dick in public. I was going to punish her so badly since she wanted to be a slut. She was a little tipsy but still fully aware of her actions and their consequences. I pulled her into our dimly lit room, too impatient to turn on the brighter lights. Her breath hitched as I grabbed both her wrists, holding them behind her, guiding her to kneel on the bed. She fell forward, her cheek pressing into the soft sheets, her back arching instinctively. "Naughty girl," I murmured, my voice low and deliberate. "Teasing me in public, ignoring my warnings. You think that goes without punishment?â I slid her dress up, revealing the lace that barely covered her. The sight made something dark and possessive coil inside me. I spanked her, earning a slutty little whimper from her. Such a whore, she is enjoying her punishment. "Apologize," I ordered, my voice rough. Her breath came in shallow pants. "OppaâĶ" Another sharp sound as my hand
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Miles I was in the middle of a damn meetingâa very important meetingâwith the president when Cheryl called me for the fifth time. I ignored it at first, but then my phone vibrated again. I sighed, slipping it out of my pocket and pressing it to my ear. âOppa,â she cried. My entire body went still. She was crying. Sniffling heavily. Oh, God. âExcuse me,â I muttered, practically bolting out of the room. âBaby, whatâs wrong? Where are you?â âI was driving and thenâĶâ I froze. âDriving? Who the hell let you drive? Where the fuck is Chris?â âI donât even know,â she sobbed. âCheryl, do you need me to come? Just tell me where you are, and Iâll be there.â âIâm on the roadsideâĶ on the way home.â âIâm coming, baby. Stay right there.â I didnât care that I had just barged out of a meeting with the goddamn president. The only thing on my mind was getting to her. I stepped on the gas, speeding like I had something to prove. My heart pounded as I scanned the road,
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Cheryl I was in Mr. Hanâs pretty lake, enjoying my day off. The sun was setting, painting the sky in soft pinks and oranges. The water around me shimmered with the fading light, warm against my skin. Then I heard footsteps approaching from around the bushes. My heart skipped, and I instinctively swam closer to the wooden bridge. âOppa?â I called out. Miles emerged, looking utterly exhaustedâhis suit slightly rumpled, dark circles etched beneath his heavy-lidded eyes. He hadn't come home last night. They were working on something new, something that required all of his attention. Even so, he managed a smile. âHey, baby.â His voice was hoarse, rough like he hadnât slept in days. I pouted. âOh my God, you look so tired.â He chuckled, but I didnât find it funny. I hated when he overworked himself. I understood why he did itâit was the reason he had everything he did, everything we had. But what if one day he just collapsed? Slumped over his desk and never woke up? I didnât even w
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Cheryl No wonder he gave no response when I asked if he loved me.He doesnât.Breakfast was oddly quiet this morning.Intentionally.I couldnât believe what I had heard last night. He was only doing what he was doing because his father asked him to. That was it.A knot twisted in my chest.How foolish I had been to believe that he cared about me even one bit.But something about the whole thing still didnât make sense. What did it have to do with Jenna? And why did he never answer me whenever I asked why he and Jenna didnât end up getting married?âAre you okay?â Miles asked, studying me.âYeah,â I responded, taking a sip of my water.âDo you want something? Do you want me to take you to school?â He was trying to figure out my strange behavior.âNo, Chris will take me,â I responded curtly.Mr. Han nodded, watching me closely.âIâll be home early today,â he added.âGood, you need the rest,â I said, managing a small smile.While in my head, I was already planning my escape. Number one
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Cheryl The past week had drained the life out of me.I had been up and doingâjuggling three things at once, barely surviving. But at least I got the job at the library, and, thankfully, I didnât almost die trying to manage everything.Still, I was determined not to go back to Mr. Han.And thank God he wasnât looking for me.I mean, I did tell him not to look for me.But for some reason, that only made it worse.Why wasnât the whole of Minnesota upside down searching for Cheryl Han? Why wasnât he? I guess this was just further proof that he never gave a damn about me. That everything we had was a lie.All of it.I still found it hard to believe, but I meanâĶ he said it himself.I hopped onto the bus and plugged in my earbuds, drowning in music as I rode to school.Thank God I wasnât tutoring any kids todayâAnna liked to tease me by calling me a student professor even though I was literally dying.Leaving my stepfamily wasnât even this exhausting.It was miserable, yes.But at least I d
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Cheryl I was sitting on my favorite benchâthe comfiest one in the park. It always broke my heart when I saw someone else on it, but today, it was all mine. That made me happy. My books were spread out in front of me as I studied for my tests, but a nagging thought kept creeping into the back of my mind. My birthday was coming up. Yikes. I couldn't believe I was about to turn twenty-one. I missed being eighteen. The sun was starting to set, so I decided to pack up and head home. Anna had promised to bring back food from her parents' place. I neatly tucked my books into my bag, then slid my headphones down to my neck. That was when I heard footsteps. I looked upâand froze. By the road, parked like something out of a dreamâor a nightmareâwas Mr. Hanâs car. And walking toward me was Mr. Han himself. Panic shot through me. My heart leaped into my throat, and without thinking, I threw my bag over my shoulders and ran. Fast. I sprinted across the park like I was b
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Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 70
Cheryl "Are you going to be at my graduation?" I asked Miles as I climbed off him.He needed to get back to work."We're leaving that day, but I'll be there," he assured me, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead before turning around."8 PM. You have to be home by then," I reminded him."Okay, Mrs. Han," he replied without looking back, then walked away.I turned to the sales attendant. "I'll take all of them," I said, reaching into my purse for Miles' card.After grabbing a few more things, Anna and I finally left."Where are we going?" Anna asked as Chris drove us."To get a tattoo," I said casually.Anna gasped, her eyes going wide. "You're finally getting a tattoo?" she exclaimed."Yeah. Miles got my name tattooed on his arm, so I'm going to get his name tattooed somewhere... more interesting," I teased."Aww, I love that! Where? On your ass?" she smirked.I scrunched up my nose. "No, girl. On my side, right above my ribs, close to my breast.""Ooooh, spicy," she grinned. "I should
Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 69
Cheryl I hate that Kingsley wears a shirt with the word "SECURITY" plastered across it, like Iâm some foreign princess in need of protection. Weâre in the middle of a mall, for Godâs sake. Nothing screams, Look at me! louder than an obvious bodyguard. But, of course, Mr. Han doesnât listen to me.And then thereâs Chris, walking ahead of me like his job depends on preventing me from even tripping.I turned to Anna, who was rambling about Professor King again.âRemind me how you got him to fuck you?â I asked, still genuinely baffled that their relationship was not only intact but thrivingâeven while living in different states.Even more shocking? Anna was staying loyal to him.I needed to know her secret. Maybe I could use it to finally get Mr. Han to fuck me too.Anna smirked. âI started visiting his office a lotâto seduce him, spend time with him, make sure he actually noticed me. He was cold at first, really dismissive. But remember that equation we struggled with? The one we agreed
Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 68
Miles Cheryl is such a baby. Sheâs been sitting under that damn tree by the lake for hours just because sheâs mad at me. And now? Itâs raining.Pouring.She was completely soaked, her hair clinging to her face, her clothes sticking to her skin. And still, she wouldnât come inside.I walked over and pressed a kiss to her cheek from behind.She pulled away instantly.The book she was holding was drenchedâjust like the rest of her. Even her shoes, abandoned beside her, were soaked through.I sighed. âBaby, donât tell me youâve been sitting here for hours, waiting for me to come and apologize.âI walked around the bench and sat beside her, reaching out to touch her hair.She slapped my hand away.I exhaled slowly. âIâm sorry you saw whatever you did on the Internet, but itâs not what it looks like. Jenny doesnât even live hereâsheâs in London. She only came because weâre friends, and she needed my opinion on something important. Thatâs all. Just a discussion over lunch.âCheryl rolled he
Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 67
Cheryl We were supposed to be celebrating after writing the final paper of our final year in college, but guess what? Anna and I were heading home insteadâbecause we had no friends or social skills that didnât involve fucking older, rich men.Well, I havenât technically fucked mine, so.âDid you know that sucking on a personâs tongue while kissing them drives them insane?â Anna said suddenly.I groaned, pressing my head against the car window. âI just literally graduated from college. I donât want to learn anything anymore.ââWell, it does. I should try it sometime,â she mused, scrolling through her iPad.I frowned. âHow the fuck do you even suck a personâs tongue while kissing them?ââYou wouldnât know,â she said, smirking. âAll you and Mr. Han do is hug. And unfortunately, you have no past experience either.âI rolled my eyes and scoffed, smacking her thigh.âOh, you donât want to know the things weâve done,â I teased.âWhat? Slept on the same bed? Because apparently, heâs being ta
Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 66
CherylI mouthed a quick thank you to the kind gentleman who opened the car door for me.âYouâre welcome, maâam,â he responded.Maâam?Weird. Do I look that old already?Shaking off the thought, I walked into Tonyhan, memories of my first day here flooding back. I had walked in as a helpless girlâone being tossed into a marriage she didnât want, one who couldnât even afford to pay for her internship uniform.Now?Now, I walk around with a giant stone on my finger, married to a billionaire who also happens to be the CEOâone who, of course, adores me.âHannah,â I waved at the receptionist like I always did.âGood afternoon, Mrs. Han. I hope youâre having a great day?â she said, her tone formal.I froze for a second.Mrs. Han?When did she start calling me that?Weird. Again.I brushed it off and made my way through the lounge to the elevator, my nerves creeping in. I knew Mr. Han didnât care, but there had been rumors. Everyone knew I was his wife now, and the gossip had started.Slande
Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 65
Miles I woke up with a pounding headache. My body ached, but nothing compared to the weight in my chest.I felt terrible.For hurting her.For losing control.For failing to protect the one thing I swore to cherish.Why did I do that?Why did I get so angry?I should have been careful. I should have been gentle.Oh God.This is really bad.Sheâll never forgive me. I donât deserve to be forgiven.I reached into my drawer, pulling out the papers I had prepared, then made my way downstairs.When my eyes landed on Cheryl, my breath hitched.She lookedâĶ the same. Beautiful. Soft. Too soft for someone I had hurt.She smiled as soon as she saw me.âOppa, youâre here. I was going to bring breakfast up to you. Do you feel better?âHow can she still be nice to me after what I did?I ran a hand through my hair and held out the papers. She took them without hesitation.âI understand if you hate me now,â I said quietly. âIf you donât want anything to do with me, I get it. Youâll get alimony, anyt
Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 64
Cheryl Miles finally made it through the window, landing with a soft thud before sighing heavily."Cheryl, it wasn't me. I swear. I didnât do itâit must have been my dad," he said, his hands resting on his waist, frustration evident in his expression.My phone dinged.Anna.I opened the message and saw more photos. One of me walking out of the restaurant, captioned: Girl, you look so hot.Another one showed Miles smashing a camera.I giggled. That was kind of hot.Miles exhaled deeply. "Please, letâs go home," he said, sounding tired.I liked seeing him like thisâfrustrated, exasperated, desperate for me.Pressing my lips together, I slid onto the couch and turned off the lights. "No.""Fine," he muttered, shaking his head. "But Iâm not leaving you again."He sat on the floor next to the couch, resting his head against my belly.I didnât push him away. Didnât throw a tantrum. Just let him stay there.Eventually, his breathing slowed, his body relaxing. He fell asleep like that, his f
Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 63
Cheryl âHi, Chris,â I said, slipping into the backseat. He had come to pick me up for my dinner with Mr. Han.âCheryl,â he acknowledged curtly and started driving.I shook my head.Weird man.âDid you miss me?â I teased, watching for a reaction.âAbsolutely not. I finally had some peace and quiet, thanks to you,â he deadpanned.I kicked his seat.Asshole.âMr. Han is not going to be pleased with your outfit, maâam,â he added, glancing at me through the rearview mirror.I smirked.Exactly what I wanted.The dress was a long black lace number, soft and delicate, with rich velvet covering my breasts. But the rest? Completely sheer. Anyone looking could make out the shape of my panties, the curve of my hipsâevery teasing hint of what lay beneath.When we arrived at the restaurant, I stepped out of the Tonyhan electric SUV, appreciating its sleek design. It was even better than the sports car version. As I walked inside, I noticed that the restaurant wasnât crowded. The few patrons presen
Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 62
Miles I found myself walking back into the library again.I didnât want to be far from her anymore.Returning to her cubicle, I pulled her away from what she was doing and kissed her hard again.These past few days had been hell without her.It broke my heart knowing my princess had run away from me.She promised she would never break my heart, yet she left me in the dark.She should have come to me. She should have spoken to me.I love herâevery part of her. I canât live without her.Panting heavily, I took her lips again, our tongues tangling, completely aware that anyone could be watching us right now. But I didnât care.I pulled away, not wanting to scare her, not wanting to hold her too tightly.Iâm learning to be soft on her.Iâm learning to be soft for her.âPlease tell me whenever Iâm too much, okay?â I murmured.She held my face, her fingers warm and delicate.âYou are never too much,â she whispered, running her tongue across those pretty lips of hers.God.I played with her
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