All I wanted was to submit to his dominance.I desired his warmth around my body; his breath brushed across my exposed skin, and his frigid lips kissed me softly. I had a crazy fantasy about my lecturer. Indeed, it was. He kissed me, and I kissed him back. I seduced him, and he burned me in his flame. But the only problem we had was that he was my mother's new boyfriend, and our love would destroy both of us. *** Isabella, a 19-year-old spoil brat of a billionaire’s mother. She is a perfect example of beauty, she has a striking figure, with long, cascading red hair. Ezekiel, a 25-year-old who has his own business, besides being the heir of a famous university, he does part time lecture there. His physical presence was just as imposing as his reputation. At 6'3" with a diamond-shaped face, broad shoulders, and a hot figure. "Isabella's relationship with Ezekiel is, Ezekiel dates Isabella's mother and he is also Isabella's professor, but she falls in love with him."
View MoreEzekiel gently pushed a pinch on my buds, triggering them to rise. I moaned, since I was very wet down there. With my eyes closed, I bit my bottom lip.My movements mirrored those of a fish that needs water to breathe. I put my legs around his waist."Open your eyes!""Look at me, Isabella!"Ezekiel's words were whispered into my ears.I opened my eyes and met his stare.Damn! I could do fingering while staring at him. I am too envious; how could my mother always find the best, I wondered, tugging my bottom lip.I smiled at him and heaved a sigh of pleasure.Locking my gaze on him was another stage of intimacy. Ezekiel, however, abruptly grasped my breast in his hand.Closing my eyes, I arched my back.My bosoms were nestled in his hands.He pressed slowly and began massaging slowly. I cracked my lips in pleasure."Yes!"He was very sluggish and took his time caressing my bosom."Ezekiel, yes!" He was softly kneading my bosom with his palms.Why, he was quite skilled at it.Ezekiel’
Ezekiel led me into the luxurious hotel suite, and I immediately plopped onto the plush bed, my eyes scanning the extravagant room. The soft lighting highlighted the elegant decor, and the faint scent of fresh flowers lingered in the air.“It’s good,” I murmured, still taking it all in.Ezekiel turned the lock behind him, the soft click grounding the otherwise quiet room. He loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top of his shirt, his usual composed demeanor slightly relaxed.I glanced at him with a playful smile, unable to hide my amusement.“I arranged everything according to your taste,” Ezekiel said as he stopped at the edge of the bed, his voice low but warm."Aw... that’s sweet of you,” I replied, tugging at his tie to pull him closer. His face was just inches from mine now.“How was the meeting?” I asked, trying to ease him into conversation.Ezekiel sighed deeply, sinking down beside me. “It was okay,” he said, his tone neutral.“Did you find anything?”“Still under investigation
Kathrine paced her room, the phone pressed tightly against her ear. Her voice was sharp and unrestrained as she snapped, "Why did you need to tell her that we were together?"Robert’s voice came through the receiver, equally heated.“I told you I didn’t! Why would I?”"It’s been a week, Kathrine. Isabella and I haven’t spoken.”Kathrine’s frustration simmered. She could feel the anger bubbling in her chest.“Robert, I’m telling you—take her with you. Just… take her.”Robert chuckled, but there was no warmth in it.“Kathrine, I don’t mind. Isabella can live with me for as long as she wants. I’m not selfish like you.”Kathrine froze, her breath catching.“Selfish?” she repeated, the word cutting deep.“Like really?”The sharpness in her voice pierced through the tension.“How dare you?”Robert sighed, a weary sound that only fueled her anger.“At least I’m not like you. Dating someone younger just for their money.”Kathrine’s grip on the phone tightened, the insult stinging more than sh
Ezekiel’s question hit me like a lightning bolt.“Why do you always tell me not to say anything to your mom?” he asked, his voice calm yet probing.I froze, my body stiffening. The truth was heavy, and it sat at the edge of my lips, daring me to speak it. I had known everything from the beginning—about her lies, her manipulation—but what would happen if I admitted it all now?The thought of losing Ezekiel struck a deep chord within me. I had started this as a game, a twisted revenge against my mom, but along the way, my feelings for him had grown into something real.No!I couldn’t let him slip away. I couldn’t lose him now.Taking a deep breath, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his. The world seemed to stop as I let my emotions pour into the kiss. His hesitation melted, and soon, he was holding me tightly, his grip firm yet electrifying.I parted his lips with my tongue, deepening the kiss as the intensity built. For a moment, everything else disappeared—my mom, her schem
I raised my gaze, feigning innocence as though I hadn’t intentionally exposed her.“Yes!” I said simply, leaning back in my chair as I spoke.Mom pressed her lips together tightly, taking a sharp breath before responding, “Isabella, that’s not true.”I shrugged as casually as ever.“Mom, I’m not lying. Dad called me this morning, and he said you guys had fun together. So, I’m just asking—do you think there’s a chance you two might get back together?”I tilted my head, my voice dripping with false curiosity, while Mom’s angry glare burned into me.Before she could respond, Ezekiel interrupted, his voice calm but firm.“Did you two go?”The question clearly rattled her. Mom looked at him nervously, her composure faltering.“No... no. There must be a misunderstanding,” she stammered, her words coming out hurriedly.I glanced at Ezekiel, but he remained composed, almost indifferent. He didn’t react at all, his face unreadable.That threw me off for a moment.Was I really the one who’d ove
Ezekiel narrowed his eyes, trying to explain himself.“Isabella, it’s not like that.”He moved closer and sat beside me.“Then why didn’t you tell her?” I shot back, my tone dripping with annoyance.Ezekiel reached out, holding my shoulders firmly.“Isabella, listen to me. It’s not what you think. It was you who told me not to say anything in the first place. And when Kathrine said all that… when she was so vulnerable, I just couldn’t. I couldn’t hurt her like that.”I stared at him, my breath shallow. His voice softened, almost pleading.“She’s done so much for me, Isabella. It’s true. She’s been there when I had no one else. She supported me mentally when I was at my lowest.”I arched my brow, my chest tightening. His words didn’t sit well with me. He was defending her—her.“Then why me?” I asked quietly, my voice trembling. I didn’t even know where the words came from, but the rawness in my chest was undeniable. It wasn’t just anger. It was something deeper—something that made me f
Kathrine was holding Ezekiel firmly as her face remained stoned, but there was a shinning of calculation visible in her eyes.Her intentions were obvious. She knew how to plant, planting seeds of guilt in Ezekiel, tying him close to her.Ezekiel’s hand lay on her shoulder, his mind churning with conflicted thoughts. His face was shadowed with tension as the toll of his choices bore down on him. He had no clear way ahead, no words to unravel the knot of feelings twisting into the knot in his chest.Kathrine’s voice cut through the silence.“Let’s talk all night long, Ezekiel.”His expression remained steady, but his mind was racing. After a pause, he nodded. It was no longer an option to say no.Not with Kathrine, she was watching him back so closely, her vulnerability a double-edged sword.Kathrine smiled gently, though underneath her sweet expression was the cleft of a victorious smirk.They moved toward the bedroom, the night falling like a heavy curtain over the house.Lying side b
Ezekiel’s brows furrowed slightly, sensing the tension, but he didn’t press further.“Is everything okay?” he asked, his voice calm but inquisitive.I smiled, trying to downplay the moment, but before I could answer, Mom spoke up, breaking the ice with her usual charm.“Yes, honey. What would happen?” she said smoothly, walking toward him. She took the ice cream from his hands with an easy grace.“Let’s eat.”Ezekiel’s gaze shifted to me, as if seeking confirmation.“Are you not coming?” he asked.Mom turned back to glance at me, her expression sharp but composed.Without hesitation, and certainly without fear, I replied, “Maybe later.”My voice was steady as I added, “In my room.”Ezekiel and I locked gazes, and the unspoken words between us hung heavy in the air. A small, knowing smile tugged at the corners of my lips, and I could see a flicker of understanding in his eyes. He knew exactly what I meant.But before the moment could stretch any longer, Mom interrupted, her voice comma
"Did you sleep with him?" Mom shouted, her voice echoing through the kitchen. Before I could respond, she shoved me hard against the counter.Pain shot through my elbow as it struck the marble edge. I winced, clutching it instinctively, but her fury only grew.She grabbed my neck, her fingers digging in as she forced my face against the cold surface of the counter.“This is all my fault,” she hissed through clenched teeth."I should have thought about your nature."“How could you be good when your DNA is the worst of the worst?”Her words stung, but her next ones cut deeper.“Just like your father,” she spat.“Always chasing after something, always trying to create a harem of his own!”The rage in her voice was like a tidal wave, and I could feel her breath against my ear as she leaned in closer.“I should gouge your eyes out for this,” she growled.Her grip tightened, and my chest constricted. My vision blurred as I gasped for air.It was too much. My instincts kicked in, and I shove
Isabella's POV.Ezekiel and I came back to the mansion after having a blast at the beach party. I had taken one shot of wine, just enough to feel a little tipsy, while Ezekiel had refrained since he was driving. We both plopped down on the sofa, the room bathed in a soft, dim glow that matched the quiet atmosphere.I took a deep breath, staring up at the ceiling for a moment. Then I turned to Ezekiel and asked, "Are you sleepy?"He shook his head and asked back, "Do you want to sleep?"I smiled faintly and shook my head. "No, not yet."I had a playful idea in mind. The wine had loosened me up just enough. "Let’s play something," I suggested, a mischievous glint in my eyes."Now?" Ezekiel asked, surprised but intrigued.I nodded, sitting on the ground in front of the table while he remained on the couch. "It's simple," I explained. "Let's play truth or dare."He didn’t hesitate, agreeing with a slight chuckle. He grabbed a small bottle from the nearby table and placed it in the middle....
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