Chapter 10

Trigger Warning: Mature Content

Aria came the second time, releasing her juices with her walls clenching around him and milking him dry.

Kayden groaned when her walls began to squeeze him, and his pace increased, chasing his own release.

Aria's body squirmed in protest, trying to get away from his rough ride when another orgasm assaulted her senses.

“Fuck, Ariana! Hold still if you don't want me to go beast mode on you and ravage you till you won't feel your legs for days on end.”

Aria froze, going perfectly still under him, her nails clenching into her palms. She felt as if her body didn't belong to her again from his insane speed and the rising emotion wracking through her.

“Mine!... Mine!” He growled every time he pounded into her, moving faster and faster, stimulating her senses and giving her a third release.

She felt herself climax again with surging feelings of orgasms within her as they consumed her, and her body vibrated with such intensity that her legs fell weakly at her sides.

The release was magnificent; she had not felt such intense feelings before. She lay there limply, with her mind reeling from the intense pleasure and her eyelids growing heavy with sleep; she heard him mutter a string of curses as he pounded into her faster and faster, and he finally had his release.

He grunted and spilled his seed inside her, causing a warm sensation to flow within her.

“You are my woman now, Ariana; no one is allowed to touch you… Only me!” He said domineeringly.

Aria felt herself going into a deep slumber, his words sounding faint as the seconds ticked by. She was so tired she couldn't even open her eyes and allowed herself to succumb to sleep.

Kaden looked down at the woman who was sleeping soundly and breathing evenly with her chest rising, flushed cheeks, plump lips that he was certain was due to his assaults, and her long lashes that trembled in her sleep and pulled his somewhat soft dick out of her pussy, leaving a milky trail behind.

He gathered her in his arms and carried her to the bed, gently lowering her onto the mattress. He was still half-dressed, and he could see the wrinkles that had formed on his suit and how one or two buttons had come undone.

He took off his suit, leaving a black shirt, which he rolled up to show strong arms with bulgy biceps showing a tattoo of a tiger baring its teeth fiercely with its body disappearing into his clothes.

If Aria had been awake, she would have realized how there was a tattoo on her husband's usually clear skin, and maybe she would then have realized why she was the only one completely naked when the man didn't even bother to get naked himself.

Kayden didn't know if he had kept his clothes on to fool her, but one thing was for certain: she belonged to him now.

He walked into the bathroom, brought a wet towel, and cleaned Aria up robotically before picking up his phone to call his secretary and right-hand man, Mike.

“Get me some new clothes,” he said into the phone as soon as it connected and hung up the phone. He returned to the bathroom to wash himself down.

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In the parking lot of the Hunt Hotel, two men looking like trained guards sat in a black jeep. They had been following Kayden but had kept a distance from him in order not to draw attention to themselves.

The Hunt family had no idea what happened to Kayden in prison and how powerful he had become now, and he preferred to keep it that way.

That's why for the past two years, even though he was in the state prison, he had been staying in a one-room apartment made especially for him in the prison walls.

To the outside world, Kayden was in prison as a murderer, but to the Interpol higher-ups in the New York police department, he was currently their most powerful agent.

After his first successful mission, the higher-ups decided to release him from the prison and tell the world of his meritorious deeds, but he refused, stating he would only permanently leave the prison walls when his family came to apologize for their previous bias against him and brought in his brother, the real murderer.

Even though what Kayden wanted did not happen, since it was due to the appeal started by his family and the strings they pulled behind the scenes that brought about his release from prison, he could only grit his teeth and leave that place.

Mike, who was currently sitting in the passenger seat of a black Jeep in the parking lot of Hunt Hotel, stared at his phone in a daze. Andy, the driver, saw the confused look on Mike's face and asked puzzledly,

“What did the boss say to make you look like you've seen a ghost?”

“He wants me to bring him a change of clothes. Do you think what Vanessa said was true? She said the boss sent her away because he was with another woman. Who could she be?” Mike asked in puzzlement, a frown forming on his face, and Andy's eyes widened in understanding.

“I think I'm beginning to understand why you look worried. If the boss doesn't stick to the women who are bound by a confidentiality contract to not expose his sexual secrets and begins to spend time with other women, his secret might be leaked,” Andy reasoned, and Mike nodded to show that was the same thing he was thinking about.

“What if he couldn't control himself and pounced on an innocent victim? The boss’s mood was terrible today; could it be that he unleashed his anger on a fragile woman? He has been in there for two hours already,” Andy added, and Mike blinked in alarm.

“Let's just get him the clothes and see what happened for ourselves; besides, this is the Hunt Hotel. The old master and the boss's father have no idea that the boss has brought over the loyalty of almost all the employees and management to his side. This place is practically his, so we can carry the woman out to the hospital for medical attention without the news leaking out,” Mike said.

“Yeah, besides, it's past midnight, and except for the reception area, most of the staff must be resting in the staff common area. Let's hurry up and get back to him,” Andy said and started the car, moving towards the boss’s penthouse to get him a new set of clothes.