My Sweet Temptation

Note:Some chapters are not suitable for people under 18 years old.An explicit scene can be read.This is Ryker and Claire's story—book two of Temptation of Mine.--"What is it you truly desire?"Four years after being driven insane by her, his younger sister's best friend, Ryker, marries Claire thanks to the stupidity of one night. He's been waiting for her for years, and now that she's his, he promises to do whatever it takes to keep her. But does she want to spend the rest of her life with him?MATURE CONTENT--This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or events is purely coincidental.

Ryker’s POV“What the hell are you doing?”What Claire did left me at a loss for words and unsure how to respond. However, I believe her words are merely a joke.“Please stop teasing me.” A chuckle escaped my lips before I shifted my gaze back to her feet again. “Is your foot okay? Does the pain still linger?“It’s trending now to “kiss your best friend and see their reaction,” and because Russell is a girl, it’s better if you take the challenge with me,” Claire said with a smile.I cast my gaze upon Claire again, and her words appeared to be uttered with utmost sincerity. I delicately slipped the shoes back onto her dainty feet, then deftly withdrew the chair and settled myself into it. I fixed my gaze on Claire. I just noticed that a lot has changed about her. Her brown, wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders. The sleek ponytail that gathers her hair now reveals the alluring curve of her neck and nape. Her eyes were almost closed, and her smile used to be small. However, now her smil

Claire's POV"I know you already know what she can do, Russell..."As the day drew close, Patricia and the rest of her group joined us. She guided us to the ladies' room. Russell explained to Patricia that being present at her birthday celebration was unfeasible. Not because we don't want to, but because we don't want any trouble. Patricia's reputation precedes her, and crossing her is akin to entering a blazing inferno."Am I so important that you don't want me to attend your party?" Russell asked."Well, our families are well-known and wealthy, and we look out for each other.""What do you want from me?"With a sly grin, Patricia turned her gaze toward us. "I'd like for you to come to my party. Fear not. I only invited a few people to my birthday party. And you're my lucky choice.""Seriously? Lucky?" I asked."Oh, bring a gift," Patricia said. "Let's go, guys."Patricia averted her gaze from us, and her companions trailed behind her. My gaze was fixed on Russell."Are you going?"I

Ryker’s POV'Jeez, why is it taking so long now?′Restlessness consumed me throughout the meeting. As I sat in the meeting, I couldn’t help but think of Daniel and the two women who had already arrived at the resort. I imagined them basking in the sun, sipping on tropical drinks, and enjoying the luxurious amenities. Meanwhile, I was stuck in the boardroom, listening to endless presentations and envious of their carefree escape. The present encounter marks the fourth time I have convened with my esteemed investors on this day. My finger incessantly tapped against the wooden surface of the table. The passage of time decelerates to a crawl during my meetings, such that I scarcely noticed it in the past, perhaps due to familiarity. However, it is a tedious affair that leaves much to be desired. The desire to hasten the passage of time consumed me as if I held the power to manipulate the very fabric of the universe.My thoughts are preoccupied with Claire, distracting me from my current f

Claire's POV'Damn, Claire, you are weak.'The sudden cessation of Ryker's kisses left me taken aback, and as I gazed upon his face, I noticed a perplexed expression. The enigmatic nature of his thoughts and emotions left me with no choice but to release my grip and close my eyes. Little did I know that Ryker's departure was imminent.Resting my forearm on my head, I let out a deep sigh. I pressed my teeth into my lower lip. Alas, have I committed a mistake? Is it not sufficient? Perhaps, he harbors no emotions towards me, not even a hint of infatuation or reverence. With a pout, I lowered myself onto the soft mattress."Oh!" I cradled my head in my hands. "It hurts!" I collided with the pillow upon which I reclined. The annoyance factor cannot be denied. Annoyance coursed through my veins.I don't understand. Am I being too modest? I ought to have exerted myself further to entice him. Flirting with him could have led to his disinterest. The feeling of disdain overwhelms me. Tonight i