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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
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 35
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
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 38
As Rosella's gaze fell upon Arina through the screen, her heart swelled with maternal affection. "How's my baby?" she inquired gently, her eyes soft with concern.Arina managed a tired smile, stifling a yawn. "Good, Mom."But Rosella couldn't shake the worry gnawing at her heart. "You're looking thin," she observed, her concern evident even over the video call.Arina waved off her mother's worry, her voice heavy with exhaustion. "No, I'm good," she insisted, sinking further into the comfort of her bed.Rosella persisted, her maternal instincts urging her to ensure her daughter's well-being. "Did you enroll yourself?"Arina nodded faintly, her eyes still closed in weariness. "Yes, Aaron has taken care of it. I'll start tomorrow," she murmured, already drifting toward sleep.Concerned about her daughter's wardrobe, Rosella continued, "Did you buy a new dress?"Arina's response was tinged with sarcasm, her fatigue evident in her tone. "I have enough," she muttered, rolling onto her side.
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 39
Barton paced his dimly lit study, the weight of his secrets pressing down on him. He had always prided himself on his cunning, but tonight, that very cunning felt like a noose tightening around his neck. The phone rang, shattering the silence and pulling him from his troubled thoughts.“John,” Barton greeted, attempting to mask the tension in his voice.“Cut the pleasantries, Barton,” John's voice crackled through the speaker, laced with barely concealed anger. “We need to talk.”“About what?” Barton asked, feigning ignorance.“You know damn well what,” John snapped.“I should be the one yelling at you,” Barton snapped back. “The mining operation. You've been sending your employees into the coal mines that now belong to the King of Kenner.”“I have my share too,” John replied, his voice carrying a mischievous tone.Barton felt a chill run down his spine. “I sold those mines to the King. You're the one who's overstepping,” he retorted, trying to sound authoritative.John's laugh was co
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 40
The soft glow of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle light on the kitchen where Arina and Lisa sat, their fatigue worn plainly on their faces.“Good morning, Arina,” Lisa greeted with a tired yawn, her eyes still heavy with sleep.Arina managed a weary smile in return, her own exhaustion evident in the lines of her face. “Do you want coffee?” Lisa offered, her voice carrying a hint of weariness.Arina's brow furrowed as she looked around the room. “Where is Aaron?” she asked, scanning the space for any sign of her brother.“With his concubine,” Lisa replied matter-of-factly, her tone tinged with annoyance as she rolled her eyes.Arina's eyes widened in surprise at Lisa's casual remark. “What?” she exclaimed, caught off guard by the unexpected revelation.“Gym is his co-wife, Arina,” Lisa explained with a mischievous grin, a playful twinkle in her eyes.Arina couldn't help but giggle at the unexpected comparison. “Ohhh, I thought something else,” she chuckled, shaking
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