WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES. READ WITH CAUTION. MATURE CONTENT. Claire met Sebastian on her wedding day. He is the older brother of her husband-to-be. Fate took its time to play with her when she felt a very huge attraction to the man on the very same day she was bound to be someone else’s wife. From the intense look he gives her to the way his lips curved up into a smirk, she can’t help but feel foreign sensations running down her body. Sensations she’s not allowed to feel for someone who’s going to be a family soon. Sebastian knew he needs saving when he felt a very strong urge to pull the bride and lean her on the altar and take her there senselessly. With her strawberry blonde hair curled to the side of her shoulder exposing her delicately creamy-white skin, thoughts of running his tongue there invaded his mind. Damn him to hell for thinking thoughts like that to the woman his brother was about to marry. But the heavens must be in his favor when things around weren’t what he expected it to be. This time he was determined to steal her from his brother, and no one can stop him. Not even fate.
View MoreSebastian’s I closed my eyes and took a deep, long breath. This headache was killing me, and I had a meeting in just a few minutes. That bastard Andrei, mixing all those different liquors at his bar. Such an idiot. I scanned the papers in front of me. This was the first meeting I’d be attending since my arrival. We usually had our monthly meetings via video call. I’d let Marcus handle everything here while I was in the U.S., and I was pretty impressed with his performance—except for these reports. I continued to review them. Those bastards thought they could get away with what they did. Just because I was out of the country didn’t mean they could steal from my company. I’d get to the bottom of this and send those fools straight to hell. “Sir, the meeting is in ten minutes. I’ve got everything you asked for,” Cherry said, placing the files on my desk. As much as I wanted to go home, I didn’t have much time. I still needed to
Claire’s I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already five in the morning, and I hadn't gotten a decent sleep since last night. Niu was away at a convention in Palawan. That should have been a reason to sleep soundly—no husband, no one to share the bed with. But knowing Sebastian didn't come home last night was gnawing at me. I sighed heavily and sat up. I wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway, it was almost morning. It was Sunday, the shop was closed, and I had the whole day to myself. Maybe I’d hit the gym later this afternoon. I washed my face and brushed my teeth before heading downstairs for breakfast, though I wasn’t really hungry. The house was eerily quiet. No loud music from the home gym. I was used to hearing hardcore music since Sebastian arrived—he blasted it while he worked out. It should have been even louder today, a Sunday with no office work. That jerk really hadn’t come home. It was strange
3rd Person POV The kiss between them burned with urgency, their hands roaming feverishly over each other’s bodies. They stumbled into the nearest vacant VIP room. Sebastian pinned the woman against the door, tearing off her clothes with rough impatience. Weeks of pent-up desire roared through him, his body aching for release. The woman moaned as he devoured her breasts, sucking and licking her hardened nipples. In his mind, it was Claire beneath him—her flawless skin, her scent, her heat. He pressed her swollen breasts together, alternating between them, his tongue and teeth relentless. “O-oh my,” she whimpered, her voice trembling. Her nipples glistened, wet and stiff from his attention. The mere thought of Claire made his cock throb even harder. “Oh, gosh…so good,” the woman gasped, her face contorted in pleasure. Sebastian smirked, sucking harder, pinching one nipple while his tongue swirled around the oth
Sebastian’s I stepped out of the car as soon as I parked it. I tossed the keys to the valet and strode straight into the bar’s entrance. The bouncers already recognized me—I was a regular, and the owner was a friend. I nodded at Greg, one of Andrei’s guys, and walked in without a hitch. The thumping bass of the music hit me instantly. The place was dim, lit only by swirling disco lights. The familiar mix of cigarette smoke and alcohol hung in the air—the signature scent of any bar. The dancefloor was packed, bodies of men and women swaying and grinding wildly to the beat. It wasn’t even midnight yet, but the place was already jammed. I headed to the second floor, where the VIP section was. I knew they’d all be there—or if not, those idiots were probably holed up in one of the private rooms. I’d check the main area first. I weaved through the crowd, avoiding the chaos on the dancefloor, and climbed the spiral staircase. When
Sebastian’sThey say a real man chooses to honor, love, and stay faithful to one woman.I say feelings are fleeting—just temporary emotions, easily altered by circumstances you never expected.I smirked as I stared at the red liquid swirling in my glass. It reminded me of someone obsessed with red lipstick. Red—the color of love, passion, and strong emotion. But it can also mean anger, rage. Humans always see things from different angles. What might be beautiful to one could be destructive to another.I quickly downed the remaining liquor in my glass. This thing’s been stressing me out lately. I’m not really a drinker, but lately, alcohol has become my go-to just to calm the fuck down. I poured myself another drink.I looked at my laptop screen. Her strawberry blonde hair matched her porcelain skin so perfectly. And that sad little smile she always gives—like she’s trying to be friendly but her eyes betray her. I know that smile isn’t real. I want to see what a real smile looks like o
I cleared my throat, adjusted my seat, and continued scanning through the catalog, but I became conscious of how his hand was caressing my waist. He was drawing tiny circles on the fabric of my dress, and I couldn’t help but compare it to how it felt when Sebastian touched me. I didn’t feel the same electric surge when Sebastian caressed my lips. Every stroke from him tickled, and it had a strong effect on my body.Just remembering those times when his body accidentally touched mine made my body burn with desire. I couldn’t understand it, but my brain knew why I felt this way about Seb. I was completely attracted to him. My body sent signals, but my mind refused to accept the truth. Society condemned situations like this. It was taboo.“Hey, are you okay?” Niu asked. He leaned in closer and whispered in my ear. I didn’t feel anything when his lips brushed against my earlobe. It wasn’t the same tingling sensation as when Sebastian whispered to me—no electric surge that awakened every n
I’ve lost count of how many times I sighed today. It’s becoming a habit ever since Sebastian started living here. I asked Niu about it, but he would just shrug and say he didn’t know. It’s frustrating because I don’t know what to do around the house anymore. Every time he’s around, I get so self-conscious—and it’s stressing me out. I notice his every move, and I get conscious of myself, how I look, how I smell when he’s nearby.“Claire, Mom’s here!” Niu called out.I developed this habit of locking myself in the bathroom whenever I need to think. It’s become my personal space ever since I married Niu. In here, I can be honest with myself—I don’t have to pretend I’m happy in front of everyone. Here, I can talk to myself in the mirror and pour my heart out.I heaved a deep sigh and turned to the door.“Go ahead, I’ll be out in a few,” I said, cracking the door open just slightly to let Niu know he should go down first.I quickly took off my nightgown and stepped into the shower. My moth
I stared at Sebastian’s hand resting on Stanford’s small waist, and for the first time, I felt a slight sting over something that wasn’t even supposed to hurt. This feeling was so new to me—and I hated it. I knew exactly what it was. I was jealous of her.And I shouldn’t be. Not over Niu’s brother, who was practically like a brother to me, too.I looked away and turned my gaze to Stanford’s face. I think this was the first time I ever felt annoyed by her. She was one of our best clients because she was obsessed with fine jewelry. I used to like her because we shared the same passion—a love for jewelry.But now, I wanted to take that back. I hated her. I hated her now that Seb’s arms were around her.I smiled at her and greeted her, deliberately ignoring Sebastian. I didn’t want to look at his face and get distracted again. If I could roll my eyes at him, I would’ve done it ages ago.“Hi,” I said to Stanford with a bright smile. “How are you?” I asked as I led them toward the VIP room
Flashback“Which do you prefer?” I asked Niu. He was usually the one who picked his ties, but today I made an effort to appear just a little interested in him—even if I was annoyed with him last night. Our relationship was a bit complicated. Being his wife had its pros and cons. As the CEO and successor of the empire, he was expected to sire an heir. He asked for it, his parents did too—but I really couldn’t bring myself to do it. And ever since I refused him, he changed.He looked at the ties I was holding and raised an eyebrow at me. Maybe he was confused why I was suddenly attending to his needs like a devoted wife. I cringed at the thought.“The blue one,” he answered. He went back to his work and I let him be. He said he was going out of town again for a project presentation in Hong Kong and would be gone for a week.“I’ll be in the kitchen,” I said to him before walking off. I glanced at the clock mounted on the wall—it was already past eight in the morning. I remembered Sebasti
I quietly watched from the car window the grassy roadside we were passing through. Since earlier, we had only passed a few vehicles, and the road ahead seemed endless, as if it led to nowhere. This is the kind of place I liked—far from the dusty air of the city. Peaceful, and it truly lightens the mood. I could feel the cold breeze brushing against my skin even though it was already noon and the sun was blazing. Maybe it was because of the abundance of trees surrounding the area. A typical scene in an isolated place. This is what I need right now—far from my stressful family and the prying, judgmental eyes of people.“We’ll stop at some local store to buy food,” Sebastian said.I nodded without looking at him. I just kept my eyes fixed outside the window. I wasn’t in the mood to talk, not even to him.I didn’t force him to come with me here. In fact, I insisted on going alone, but he was more stubborn than I am. I just wanted to be alone, to think clearly. I wanted an exit. An esc...
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