Riya felt a bit shy to be completely naked before the man she loved, even while he was clothed, and Damon could understand her plight. So, to make it even, he took off his own clothes, leaving himself bare as well. Her eyes were fixed on the size of his cock. "Touch it." He ordered lowly. Riya turned to gaze at him, eyes full of question. "Go on, take it in your hands and rub it for me."Riya stretched forth her hand, and grabbed his cock in a light squeeze. Damon gave a little grunt. Her hands were soft and warm, it almost made him release, but he held himself back. He wanted her to work for his own juices the way he worked for hers. Riya observed his reactions with each action she performed on his member. With each squeeze she gave, Damon would grunt a little. And when she moved her hand from the tip to the shaft, he would groan out the more. So, she needn’t be told what to do anymore. She began to move her hand over and up, to the bottom, giving little squeezes here and there.D
"Why do you make that noise?" Damon inquired."I.. I want it.""Want what?""I want you.""Speak up, Riya. Tell me what exactly you want.""I want to feel you inside of me, again.""Are you not tired?" He chuckled darkly."I'm tired." She replied. "But, I can't help it. Please, I really want to feel you inside of me again.""Please Damon." She pleaded. Damon chuckled darkly. "You want to feel this?" He caressed her skin, from her neck, down the valley in between her breasts, to her navel, stopping right before her pussy.She groaned and turned in the bathtub where both of them laid against each other. Damon only wanted to find solace in her embrace, but he was receiving a totally different signal from her. Slowly, he moved his hand further to her pussy, and slid his two fingers into it. Riya moaned softly. Damon sucked on her nipple and Riya suddenly felt awake and grabbed his cock beneath her. She gave him a hard squeeze that was on the verge of pain. Then she slid her hand down to
Damon woke up earlier than Riya, and seeing her beside him, naked, brought back thoughts of their activities of the night. He smiled a half smile, Riya had really surprised him, boldly asking him for sex, and then pretended to be shy afterwards. He chuckled lowly to himself. If a woman he didn't love tasted this sweet, how much more and better would the woman he loved taste? Then as if being bathed with cold water in a hot summer, reality dawned on him. A very harsh and terrifying reality.He had truly slept with a woman he didn't love. A woman that was obsessively infatuated with him. A woman who gave her virginity to him. What had he done?!"What have I done?!" He whispered to himself. "How could I do this to Kylie?!"He ran his hand through his hair. Occasionally he would turn to look at the woman beside him. Riya, his best friend since childhood. How could he tell her that he never actually loved her? He couldn't ever do that, even if Kylie wasn't involved. Riya was his best frie
He had enjoyed every bit of her, every part and every taste, left him hungering for more. If only she wasn't the woman he didn't love. His smile died the way it had appeared.Would he ever get to forgive himself for the betrayal to Kylie? He blinked twice when he heard Riya round off the stairs toward the kitchen. He began wiping furiously, as if he wanted to get rid of any traces linking to their previous activities.Riya walked into the kitchen, watching him clean the entire place. "Should we say, you're one of the men changed by marriage?" She teased.Damon glared playfully at her. "Don't you dare to tease me."She laughed softly. "Don't get your panties in a twist.""I don't wear panties." He defended."But you used to. When you were this little.." she showed a sample of his supposed height with her hand. Damon glared even more furiously and threw the cloth at her. Riya crouched down with laughter bubbling out of her."I just wanted to make the place a bit comfortable for you to
"I'm so tired." Asher said stretching himself up by getting up from the bed. He walked towards the balcony and opened the door. The fresh air passed through him making him shiver."Ahh... How beautiful. I missed this beautiful view." Asher said to himself smiling looking at the big beautiful garden of Blake's Mansion. Just then, he noticed someone watering the plants in the garden. The gardener of Blake's house. Working from past 30 years in the same mansion, Asher loves him a lot and he always used to play around with him since he is a child. "Uncle Charlie..." Asher yelled out loud and the man who is in his 50's turned around to see the person but he noticed none.Asher chuckled looking at him and yelled again, "Uncle Charlie, here... Look up." Asher yelled again and then the old man looked up at the sound of the voice."Asher..." Charlie yelled back."How are you? I missed you. I have asked about you. They said, you were on leave." Asher yelled smiling."Yes, Dear. I'm good by t
"What is wrong with this guy? Why isn't he answering my calls?" Kylie said annoyingly keeping her phone on the dining table and continued having her breakfast. "Kylie, are you done?" Henry asked walking inside the dining room."Yeah, Uncle Henry. I'm almost done. How's mom doing?" Kylie asked as Henry sat down on the chair beside her."She is doing better now. As you know, doctors told us to take her home today." Henry replied and She nodded smiling."Yeah. Did you have your breakfast?" Kylie asked and Henry nodded."I did." Henry answered smiling patting her head and she smiled at him."I am just glad that mom is okay right now. But... I'm still not sure what is going on with her and why is she so stressed out about." Kylie said sighing keeping her spoon down on her plate and Henry blinked his eyes at her."Uncle Henry, did Aunt Sarah told you anything about what's going on with mom these days?" Kylie asked and Henry frowned thinking."Um... No, Sweetie. She didn't say anything... I
Asher walked down the stairs and walked towards the dining room. As he was about to reach dining room, he heard his dad's voice... Seems like talking on the phone. He frowned hearing the conversation and realised he was talking to his brother Damon. But he doesn't understand why his fatehr looks like he is trying to convince him for something... The conversation he heard was not clear since he is only hearing it from one side but he is sure about something that his brother and his father isn't in good terms... He realised a deep breath throwing his head back in the air realising that his brother Damon is just like his father. They both are similar in their personality and pretty stubborn.He really doesn't understand how they both get into bad terms when they were all good until the last few months of him leaving New York. Asher thought, they would come around but he heard from his mother that, they both always bricker around about things and projects. He also heard that, Asher st
"Mr. Blake, we are here." The driver said and Asher looked up at the hospital. He took a deep breath grabbing the white roses, a fruit basket and got out of the car.He walked inside towards the receptionist. "Hello, I want to meet Mrs. Olivia Madison." Asher said."Can I know your name, Sir?" The receptionist asked."Asher Blake." Asher answered and Receptionist nodded her head in yes."I'm sorry but I'm afraid you can't meet her." The receptionist said."Why? What's the problem?" Asher asked."Mr. Henry denied visitors." The receptionist answered and Asher sighed."It's fine... I will take care of it. Allow me to her room." Asher replied."I am sorry, Sir." The receptionist said and Asher nodded."Alright. Thank you." Asher replied and turned around. He was about to walk away from there when suddenly he heard some woman calling him."Asher..." Asher turned around to see Sarah with a coffee in her hands.Asher smiled brightly seeing her and walked towards her."Aunt Sarah..." Ash
In her eyes, Kylie deserved justice, compassion, and relief from the pain she had endured. The weight of the realization settled heavily upon Riya—she had become the reason behind Damon's coerced marriage, the very reason Kylie continued to suffer. It was an unbearable truth that gnawed at her conscience, leaving her grappling with a mix of emotions.Conflicting feelings swirled within Riya, making it difficult for her to discern her true sentiments towards Damon. Disgust, hate, and pity intertwined, creating a complex tapestry of emotions. She couldn't shake off the fact that she had invested her life and love in a man who, despite not being directly responsible for the murder, carried the guilt of causing Kylie's profound loss. The realization struck her deeply, leaving her questioning the choices she had made and the path she had pursued. It was a bitter pill to swallow, knowing that she had dedicated herself to a man entangled in such a heart-wrenching situation.Riya's emotions w
Her own father, the man she had loved first and foremost, who had once opened her eyes to the wonders of the world, had played a sinister role in her life. Not only had he coerced Damon into marrying her, but he had also concealed the dark secret that her beloved husband was a murderer. The weight of these revelations crashed upon Riya like a relentless storm, leaving her mind in a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions.The mere mention of Damon's name now carried a sinister undertone. He was her love, her husband, and yet the label of "murderer" haunted her every thought. Confusion and disbelief swirled in her mind, as she struggled to reconcile the image of the man she adored with the horrifying truth he had concealed.Despite knowing Damon's true feelings for Kylie, Asher remained silent when he discovered that Damon had chosen to marry Riya instead. His silence cut deep, leaving Riya grappling with a sense of betrayal from someone she had considered a confidant.In this complex labyrin
Damon's voice was barely above a whisper as he finally responded. "I know, Asher. I messed up. I realize that now," he admitted, his voice heavy with remorse. The pain in his words mirrored the torment he felt within. He had witnessed Kylie's anguish, yet he remained silent, fearing the loss of her love. He understood the magnitude of his selfishness and the consequences it had brought upon them all.Asher's eyes narrowed, his frustration palpable. He seized the opportunity to voice the overwhelming disappointment he felt towards his brother. "You are selfish, Damon," he declared, his words biting with a mix of accusation and bitter truth. "You wanted her love, so you kept silent. Then you wanted to maintain your social standing, respect, and connections, so you went ahead and married Riya. If you truly loved her, you would have gone to her and confessed everything. She deserved at least that, to know that you were an honest person willing to accept your mistakes instead of running aw
Damon, driven by his desperation to be understood, sought to clarify his intentions. Rising from the floor, he pleaded earnestly, his voice tinged with remorse and sincerity. "No, Asher, it's the truth. I truly do love her. The death of her father was an accident, a tragic twist of fate. How could I intentionally harm someone, especially the father of the woman I hold so dear? And as for Riya, I was coerced into marrying her. It wasn't my choice. Please, Asher, I beg you to believe me. Give me a chance to explain myself, to shed light on the circumstances that led to this tangled web of deceit," Damon implored, his eyes searching Asher's face for a glimmer of trust and understanding.As Asher sat there, his mind drifted back to the day he decided to confront Damon about his actions. It was a day filled with anger, confusion, and a desperate need for answers. The incident that had driven a wedge between them had been haunting Asher's thoughts ever since, and now was the time to seek th
Ashton, on the periphery of this tense exchange, lets out a bitter chuckle. The bitterness that tinges his laughter reflects the bitter truth they all face—a truth that Asher refuses to accept. The room becomes a pressure cooker, the weight of their actions and the consequences they seek to avoid bearing down upon them with an unyielding force.Asher's voice trembles with a potent mix of anger, frustration, and disappointment as he confronts his father's callousness. His words cut through the air like shards of ice, each syllable carrying the weight of his deep-seated resentment."You are cruel beyond measure," Asher's voice drips with a bitter disdain, his words laced with venom. He had hoped, even for a fleeting moment, that his father would acknowledge Kylie's pain in his self-serving monologue. Yet, Thomas's omission fuels Asher's righteous indignation. He lays bare the painful reality that Kylie has been forced to endure—the loss of her father, her mother's misguided blame, and t
Ashton's control snaps, his pent-up frustration and anger erupting like a volcano. Without hesitation, he delivers a powerful punch to Damon's stomach, the impact causing Damon to double over in excruciating pain. But Ashton's rage refuses to abate. Blow after blow rains down upon his brother, a relentless torrent of punches, each one driving Damon closer to the edge of surrender.Damon crumples under the onslaught, collapsing to the floor, his body wracked with coughs that splatter crimson droplets upon the ground. Helpless and broken, he offers no resistance, accepting the punishment as a grim penance for his transgressions. In this moment, he feels a twisted sense of relief, as if the physical pain inflicted by his own brother is a tangible representation of the pain he has caused others.Meanwhile, Thomas, a passive observer, watches the scene unfold with a mix of annoyance and detachment. He rolls his eyes, seemingly unimpressed by the spectacle of violence before him. His noncha
He struggles to process the unimaginable truth that it was his own brother who inadvertently caused their father's untimely demise. The realization shatters his preconceived notions, leaving him at a loss for words and actions.Amid the turmoil within him, Asher's emotions threaten to overflow, his mind a cacophony of anger, sorrow, and bewilderment. He yearns to lash out, to demand answers, but the weight of the situation paralyzes him. He feels trapped, unable to decipher what course of action to take next.All the while, he can't shake the thought of Kylie, his one and only love, who had endured the wrath of their father's blame all this time. It dawns on him that she suffered unjustly, her reputation tarnished by a mistake that wasn't hers to bear.Overwhelmed by the realization of the depth of Kylie's sacrifice, Asher's heart fills with a profound mix of remorse and empathy. He longs to find solace in her embrace, to apologize for the pain she endured. Yet, in this moment, his mi
Damon's actions, which included hiding the truth from Kylie, breaking her heart, and now attempting to undermine her in the business realm, appeared to Asher as a deliberate attempt to bring her down. However, he knew deep down that Kylie possessed an innate intelligence and resilience that made her difficult to defeat in such a manner.Confusion and conflicted emotions swirled within Asher. He grappled with the complexity of the situation, torn between loyalty to his family and the undeniable bond he felt with Kylie. As the truth continued to be shrouded in secrecy, he couldn't help but wonder how these tangled threads would ultimately unravel. Thomas exuded an unwavering certainty, firmly convinced that Kylie harbored ulterior motives and would stop at nothing to achieve her own ends. He believed he was imparting this belief onto Damon, shaping his son's perception to align with his own. Thomas was acutely aware that if Kylie were to discover the truth—that he was responsible for h
The words tore through the air like a sharp blade, fueled by Thomas's aggression and righteous anger. "That doesn't change the fact that you are her dad's killer," he spat out, his voice seething with accusation. Damon's world shattered in an instant, his mind struggling to process the damning words hurled at him. The sheer audacity of his own father, manipulating the truth and implicating Damon in a crime that he himself had committed, left him dumbfounded and emotionally battered.The weight of this revelation bore down on Damon, the realization sinking deep into his bones. How could his own flesh and blood be so conniving, so capable of inflicting unspeakable harm on others, even after enduring their own profound pain? It was a maddening thought that gnawed at Damon's consciousness, leaving him questioning his very existence and the depths of human depravity.Meanwhile, Asher found himself immersed in a sea of bewilderment, desperately trying to make sense of the perplexing puzzle