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Rosella's eyes brimmed with concern as she turned to Arina, her voice laced with worry, "What, he asked you to go to dinner with him?" Arina nodded hesitantly, feeling the weight of the decision on her shoulders. "Yes, and he wanted me to come alone," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. "Do you want to go, baby?" Rosella's voice softened, her gaze fixed on her daughter. Arina bit her lip, unsure of how to respond. "Mom, you don't know rich guys. They just…," she trailed off, her fingers nervously playing with the hem of her dress. "Aaron, let her decide," Rosella interjected firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument. Barton's arrival interrupted the tense atmosphere, and Rosella wasted no time in bringing him into the conversation. "We need to talk," she said, ushering him inside and closing the door behind them. After Barton's inquiry about the king's intentions, Rosella leaned in, eager for answers. "What did he say?" she asked, curiosity evident in her voice.
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 31
"If you don't want to go, just tell me," Aaron pleaded, his concern etched in every line of his face as he glanced at Arina, his eyes filled with worry. "Did your girlfriend get intimidated by you?" she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of nervousness as she recalled Rosella's words, her fingers fidgeting in her lap. "Huh?" Aaron's brows furrowed in confusion, caught off guard by her unexpected question, his mind racing to comprehend her meaning. "I am asking, does your girl feel a little scared and nervous around you?" she pressed, her gaze searching his face for a response, a mix of curiosity and apprehension swirling in her eyes. "Yes, sometimes," Aaron admitted, his voice barely above a whisper as he confessed to her inquiry, his throat feeling dry with the weight of his words. "Why did you ask me?" he inquired, his tone tinged with curiosity as he sought to understand her motive, his eyes searching hers for an answer. "Mom said boys are sensitive towards their sister and
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 32
"Hmm, it's so yummy," Arina moaned softly, savoring the delightful taste of her dessert as she delicately licked her lips, the cold sweetness tingling her taste buds. Ryan chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Your father was right," he remarked, his voice carrying a playful tone. Arina furrowed her brows in confusion, her lips still glistening with remnants of the delicious treat. "Huh?" she uttered, genuinely puzzled by his statement. Leaning closer to her, Ryan explained, "I had asked your father about your likes and dislikes after I gave the list to the chef for tonight's dinner." He settled down beside her, his presence comforting yet intriguing. "Master, you didn't need to..." Arina began, but her words trailed off as she resumed enjoying her dessert, the sweet flavors dancing on her palate. Despite her initial apprehension, Arina found herself feeling surprisingly at ease around Ryan. As they spent more time together, her nerves gradually melted away, replaced
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 33
The door of the mansion opened for them, and Aaron guided the car inside. The grandeur of the estate took Arina's breath away, her eyes widening in wonder as she took in the opulent surroundings, a sense of awe washing over her. "The mansion looks so beautiful, Aaron," she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine admiration as she surveyed the luxurious surroundings, her heart swelling with appreciation for the beauty before her, her eyes dancing with excitement. "If you want, I will drop you inside," he offered, his concern for her safety overriding any other considerations, his gaze filled with an unspoken plea for her to stay safe, his heart heavy with worry for her well-being. "No, I can go," she insisted, her voice tinged with determination as she squared her shoulders, a sense of bravery welling up within her despite her nerves, her eyes shining with resolve as she prepared to face the unknown alone. "Take care, sis," Aaron said, opening the car door for her with a gentl
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 34
"You want to fuck me? How dare you!" Arina cried out, her voice trembling with fury. Tears streamed down her cheeks, a mixture of hurt and indignation. "How can you think so little of me, just because you are the king of Kenner?" Her words were sharp, each one infused with the pain of betrayal and disrespect. Arina's voice pierced the silence, her words a mixture of anger and fear that echoed off the grand walls of the chamber. "What were you thinking before asking me to marry you? To fuck me?" she demanded, her tone sharp with accusation. "Two people get married when they love each other." Ryan winced slightly at the force of her words, his hand instinctively rising to rub his cheek where her words had stung. "Arina..." he began, his voice tinged with warning, "Just listen." But Arina refused to be silenced, her defiance unyielding. "If you were the last person on this earth, I still wouldn't marry you," she declared, her voice trembling with raw emotion. Her eyes blazed with a
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Aaron's heart ached as he watched Arina dissolve into tears, her sobs echoing in the car. Without hesitation, he handed her a tissue, his own frustration simmering beneath the surface. "Don't cry," he urged softly, though his hands clenched the steering wheel in anger. "He is..." Arina's voice wavered as she struggled to find the words, her tears flowing freely now. "I heard everything," Aaron interrupted, his voice laced with anger. "I know he's not a good person." Arina pleaded with him through her tears, but Aaron's mind was already made up. "You're coming with me, to New York," he declared, determination driving his actions as he accelerated the car. Once they reached their house, Arina's anxiety flared. "What are we going to tell Daddy?" she asked, her voice trembling. "You don't need to tell him anything," Aaron replied firmly, cutting off her protests. "It's my turn to talk to him." Leading Arina inside, Aaron offered her comfort, his arms enveloping her in a protective e
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 36
As Ryan lounged in the dimly lit bar, his gaze fixated on the amber liquid swirling in his glass. "Charlie, has anyone ever slapped you?" he inquired casually, taking a sip of his whiskey. Charlie's eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected question, but he quickly composed himself. "No, my King," he replied, bowing his head respectfully. He couldn't help but notice the faint marks on Ryan's cheek, evidence of the encounter with Arina. Ryan chuckled darkly, his expression morphing into one of twisted amusement. "Do you believe me, Charlie? Your king was slapped by his future queen," he laughed, the sound ringing with a hint of madness. "My King..." Charlie's voice trailed off, unsure of how to respond to such a revelation. Ryan's eyes gleamed with intensity as he leaned in closer, his words dripping with obsession. "She is mine, Charlie. No one else can have her. Not her family, not anyone. From today, I want her every second update," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for ar
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 37
Ryan reclined in the plush leather seat of his car, the ambient glow of the dashboard illuminating his chiseled features as he gazed out at the city skyline. His voice cut through the quiet night air as he dialed his loyal confidant, Charlie. "Charlie, I want the flight to New York delayed," he instructed, his tone carrying an unmistakable air of authority. Across town, Richard, Ryan's father, answered the call, his warm voice brimming with paternal affection. "Hello, son," he greeted. "Father, I want to speak with Mom," Ryan requested, his gaze fixed pensively on the distant horizon. Without hesitation, Richard handed the phone to Edison, Ryan's mother, with a knowing look. "Honey, Ryan wants to talk to you," he said softly. Addison's tired voice greeted Ryan on the other end of the line. "Hi, baby. How are you?" she inquired, her exhaustion evident in her tone. A smirk played across Ryan's lips as he reclined further into his seat. "I've found a queen for me," he declared, his
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