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Zavian turned back to face her, his gaze burning with intensity that spelled… Danger."What's going on in your head, Mr. Blackthorn?" Emmeline exclaimed in a harsh whisper, anxious not to let her voice seep through the walls and alert anyone else to his presence here. "It's highly indecent to lock the door in someone else's house!"A look of annoyance etched across his chiseled features. "Isn't it my house?" he countered smoothly.Emmeline sighed resignedly. He truly was a master at verbal fencing, always able to turn her arguments against her with just a few precisely wielded words.Zavian approached the bed and sat down next to her, looking deep into her eyes with a penetrating gaze.Emmeline felt flustered by his overwhelming proximity."How do you feel?" he asked."My body is utterly shattered. Fortunately, my face is still visible and recognizable. It won't scare me whenever I catch a glimpse of it in the mirror." Emmeline answered with a biting sarcasm, maintaining unwavering eye
Swallowing hard, Emmeline carefully slid her feet to the cold marble floor, staring up at his striking face and waiting for his next instructions with breathless trepidation.Zavian’s eyes were dark like unfathomable pools that seemed to gaze straight through to her very soul."Strip!” he said bluntly, making no move to give her privacy.Emmeline eyes widened in shock at his brazen command. "What?" she gasped, hardly able to believe her ears.Zavian folded his arms across his chest, the fabric of his jacket pulling taut across his broad shoulders and powerful biceps. "Are you going to bathe in your clothes?" he asked, one brow arching upwards.Emmeline's mouth abruptly went bone dry, and she couldn't find any saliva to swallow past the lump that had formed in her throat. "I...I have to take off my clothes, of course," she stammered, her cheeks flushing hotly, "But why do I feel like you have no intention of leaving the bathroom anytime soon?"Zavian leaned his upper body down towards h
Emmeline let him slowly peel away her last stitch of clothing, stepping out of the scrap of lace when it pooled at her feet, leaving her completely and utterly bare before him.She stared at the wall with burning cheeks, keenly aware of her bare ass in his direct line of sight, of the most intimate parts of her body on full display."As exquisite as a Greek statue of the goddess of beauty herself," Zavian murmured in hushed appreciation. "Carved of creamy marble, begging to be worshipped and adored as the perfection you are."When he knelt down behind her, the fabric of his pants brushing against her calves, Emmeline couldn't stop the tremor of trepidation and excitement that coursed through her body."I feel so ashamed, being naked in front of you like this," she whispered, unable to meet his eyes for fear of what she might find burning in their depths. "Your staring at me, drinking in every inch of my body, only makes me more flustered and confused. Please, Zavian, stop it before I c
Zavian’s eyelids lowered slowly.“With pleasure!” he groaned.With that, his lips met hers hungrily.Their lips moved together in a dance of passion and desire, while allowing their eyes to flutter closed, surrendering to the sinful feeling that coursed through them.His hands found their way to the curve of her waist and pressed her against his painfully hard erection.The tender kiss morphed into something more heated, more passionate.The silence of the room was broken by their ragged breaths and muffled sounds of pleasure.Emmeline's hands traced patterns on his chest and Zavian pressed against her waist with equal fervor.His left hand squeezed her backside and she let out a soft groan, opening up for him further.Their lips remained locked until breathing became too difficult for Emmeline.Zavian finally broke away from the kiss and looked at her with predatory eyes that made her heart race even faster than before."Would you like me to join you in the tub?" he asked.Emmeline br
Emmeline complied eagerly, her heart pounding in her chest at the reality of their situation."What about your wife?" she asked suddenly. "What if she comes looking for you?""You just remembered I have a wife? Where was that concern a few moments ago?” Zavian’s response was laced with a hint of sarcasm.“I… I don’t know. But she could…”“She won’t,” he assured her, his fingers tracing small circles along her waist. “And if she did, I wouldn’t care.”Emmeline separated his arm from her waist, lifting his wrist to her mouth. “Do you want your precious wife to become our unwanted audience?” she whispered with a grin, lightly kissing his wrist.Zavian let out a low groan at the sensation her lips invoked. “You’re trouble, Emmeline,” he said with humor, but there was something deeper, a glint of melancholy lacing his words.“What you see isn’t always the truth. Some people… well, things behind closed doors are different.” His cryptic words hung in the air.Emmeline searched his face, tryin
Zavian strode out of the bathroom, leaving Emmeline behind as he made his way to his rarely used room next door.His strides were heavy and purposeful like a man on a mission, heading straight for his main bedroom on the top floor.The warmth that had been in his eyes mere moments ago while with Emmeline had vanished, replaced by a frosty, dangerous glint. The aura radiating from him now was the complete opposite of the harmonious energy that had dominated their intimate bathroom encounter.The heavy mahogany door to his bedroom burst open without him even needing to touch it.The person inside immediately dropped to their knees, head bowed in submission.Luca was visibly trembling, his hands clenched into tight fists at his sides. He knew this moment was coming - the time to receive his punishment for the mistake he had made the previous night."Master," Luca began hesitantly. "I'm here to receive punishment for my mistake." His voice was laced with trepidation.Zavian's expression wa
The morning sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over the villa.The warmth of the room and the comfort of the bed had wrapped around her, soothing her into a deep, restful sleep last night. For the first time in a long while, the weight of her worries felt just a little bit lighter.Everyone had left for work, except for Emmeline. She tossed and turned in bed until noon, boredom gnawing at her restless mind. Suddenly, an idea struck her – a way to alleviate the monotony of her day.Cursing herself inwardly, yet unable to resist the temptation, Emmeline found herself drawn to Zavian’s room. It was the same room where Zavian had given her her first taste of ecstasy. Its walls were a light gray hue, save for the one that hugged his bed – that one was as dark as the man himself.Emmeline lay on Zavian's bed, staring up at the ceiling. Moments later, she rolled over onto her stomach and reached for the bedside table, curiosity getting the better of her."Let's see what's o
Emmeline took a step closer, reducing the distance between them and burying her index in his chest, hissing. "I raise my voice as I like and in the face of whoever I want. How did you manage to mess with my feelings, Mr. Blackthorn?"Zavian grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand off his chest in annoyance. "You're being dramatic."He squeezed her wrist with his fist until her face shrank in pain. "I didn’t expect you to misinterpret my treatment of you as stemming from feelings, especially since I told you clearly and more than once that love isn’t my specialty."Emmeline lowered her head, unwilling to let him see the tears that had gathered in her eyes. "How can I not misunderstand you when you give me everything I need, and even take me into your house to protect me from my violent husband?"Zavian released her wrist with a tight sigh. "I thought you needed a distraction."Emmeline’s thoughts centered around her own brokenness. When she checked her actions, she realized she was wrong
Emmeline's brows shot upward in surprise but quickly complied. She plunged her hand into the heavy wool to found something long and slender nestled in the depths. Her eyes were flaming with sheer shock as she gripped it tightly and pulled it free."You...you brought a carrot?" she gasped. "I can't believe you actually thought to bring a carrot, like you knew I'd want to build a snowman!"Zavian's lips curved ever so slightly. "It's quite simple to anticipate your behavior, little one. Especially when it comes to such childishly whimsical pursuits."Emmeline ducked her head to hide her cheeks flushing a brilliant red. "I suppose I should feel bad for being so predictable," she murmured. "But I'm mostly just relieved you care enough to indulge me like this."Zavian's hand was on her cheek before she could respond, sending a lovely thrill of feeling down her spine with the coldness of his fingers.Emmeline instinctively leaned into his touch, her lashes sweeping down to veil her eyes."I
They wandered for several minutes until they reached a secluded alcove tucked away from prying eyes, the pristine snowbanks blanketing the area completely undisturbed.No sooner had Zavian released her hand than Emmeline whirled around, bending to scoop up a handful of fresh snow. She molded it into a tightly compacted sphere before whipping around and pelting him squarely in the chest.Her laughter rang out in bright, crystalline peals. "You want to declare war on me again, old man?" she taunted, taking a few steps back as she cupped her hands behind her back in a mockery of innocence.Zavian's expression remained impassive, but the glint of challenge sparking to life in his eyes gave away his amusement at her playful antics. "I'll have you know, I may be way older than you in age only - I'm still serious as a heart attack when it comes to defending my honor."He bent at the waist and scooped up a thick mass of snow, using quick, economical movements to compress and shape it into a c
Emmeline's eyes flew wide at Zavian's bold suggestion. "Have you lost your mind, sir?" she gasped, whipping her head toward the panoramic window to gaze out at the clouds drifting lazily by.She turned back to pin him with a furrowed, incredulous stare. "You can't seriously expect me to...to ride you and rock your manhood while we're hanging suspended in midair!"She made a move as if to pull away, only to be thwarted by the iron band of the fingers still wrapped possessively around her throat. "The gondola is dangling from a cable in the sky, for heaven's sake!"Zavian's lips twitched with wry amusement, his thumb skimming the thundering pulse at the base of her neck. "It was merely a spontaneous suggestion, little one. The decision is entirely yours."He relaxed his hold when noticed her brief panic had subsided, letting his palm trace a winding route over the thin column of her throat. "You're the sole culprit responsible for my current...condition. You know my penchant for indulgi
The descent to the ground floor was a tense affair, every shadow seeming to harbor potential witnesses to her clandestine rendezvous. But the corridors remained blissfully deserted, allowing her to reach the cable car station without incident.Zavian stood alone amid the milling crowds, his dashing physique encased in a long black coat that he'd left casually unbuttoned.Emmeline's breath hitched at the sight of him."Mr. Blackthorn!" she called out to announce her presence.Zavian’s ruggedly handsome features softened into an achingly tender smile. "Little girl.”They closed the distance between them in a few strides. His arms band around her slender frame, crushing her against the solid wall of his chest in a fierce, yearning embrace."You don't know how I've been dying to hold you again," he said, nuzzling the crown of her head through the soft fabric of her hat. "It feels like an eternity since yesterday."Emmeline stiffened at first with lingering trepidation over their risky try
Emmeline was only vaguely aware of the sounds of Richard's return much later that night, feigning sleep until his presence faded from her consciousness entirely.What felt like mere moments later, she was jolted back into wakefulness by the harsh grip of his hands clamped around her shoulders, shaking her roughly."Wake up, Emmeline!" Richard's gruff voice barked in her ear. "It's already past ten - we have an appointment to keep with the others at the sauna in half an hour!"Groaning softly, Emmeline allowed her eyes to flutter open as she shrugged his hands away with a mumbled protest. "I'm awake already, Richard. There's no need to jostle me like I'm in a coma."She thought he'd heeded her words when his hands fell away from her shoulders, but the resounding crack of his palm against her backside made her bolt upright with a strangled yelp of shock and pain."I said wake up!" He snarled with a dangerous combination of impatience and displeasure. "Not lounge about like a lazy trollo
"They all witnessed us exchange that overblown French kiss this evening. If Taehyung does decide to share what he thinks he saw, they'll be more inclined to believe his version of events after that little display,” Emmeline murmured absently.Her eyes shone with the depths of her lingering fear and uncertainty as she turned to face him fully. "I'm still not convinced we can simply trust that Taehyung will remain silent, despite your attempts to reassure me. I don't like the idea of our fate being in someone else's hands like this."Zavian shifted until they were toe-to-toe, his palms cradling her face as he stared down at her with an intensity that made her feel cherished and protected despite the circumstances."I understand your trepidation, little girl. If I were in your position, I'd be feeling just as apprehensive and afraid. Your relationship with Taehyung is still relatively new and superficial - you haven't had the chance to truly get to know him or what kind of man he is."Em
Taehyung’s gaze darted between Emmeline and Zavian, his brows knitting together in shock and something darker—suspicion, maybe even accusation.Emmeline’s stomach plummeted. Fear coiled around her chest like a steel vice, tightening with every passing second of silence. Her palms grew clammy as her heart pounded erratically in her chest. One of their acquaintances had caught them red-handed emerging from a decidedly compromising situation.She wanted to speak, to offer some excuse or explanation, but her throat refused to cooperate. Instead, she turned desperately to Zavian, silently pleading for him to meet her gaze and offer some reassurance, but his attention remained fixated on Taehyung with an eerie calmness that did little to soothe her fraying nerves.The tense silence stretched unbearably until Zavian finally broke it with a confident, measured tone.“Emmeline wasn’t feeling well. I found her in the hallway looking faint, so I accompanied her to the ladies’ room to make sure s
Emmeline’s brows knitted with tortured pleasure as she ground her cheek against the wall with a muffled groan. "I need you, Zavian..." she begged sultrily.His wicked tongue swirled along the delicate whorls of her ear, driving her insane with unfulfilled lust. "What exactly do you need, little girl? Use your words."Releasing the scrap of lace, Zavian spread his palm over the firm curve of her ass.His very presence there made Emmeline’s aching pussy grow even wetter as she squeezed her eyes shut. "Your fingers...I need you to fuck me with your fingers, please."Zavian grinned wickedly. He sucked the sensitive point of her ear into his mouth, sighing against the heated flesh in a deliberately seductive tone. "Say it again… the magic word!" He urged, trailing just the tip of his finger along her clothed, swollen folds and smirked at the unconscious whimper that spilled from her parted lips."Please!" Emmeline echoed with desperation.“Good girl!” Zavian praised.With that, he pushed t
Zavian seized Emmeline’s chin firmly and tipped it back up with a commanding air when she lowered her heavy-lidded eyes to concentrate on licking every inch of his pulsing, hot girth. "Eyes on me while you pleasure me, little one! I want to see the sin in those eyes as you worship me."Emmeline blinked at him lazily while maintaining his heated, lust-darkened gaze, her eyes blazing with desire just as brightly as his. "I won't miss a single moment of watching your face as I use your thick manhood as a leash to drag you into the depths of hell with me.""That's my good girl. Now put it in that sensual mouth and make me feel it." He commanded.Emmeline stretched her lips wide and sucked the bulbous head past her teeth with a muffled moan, taking him inch by delicious inch until her jaw strained and ached to accommodate his remarkable girth."Fuck, I miss the snug grip of your narrow walls squeezing my dick, almost tearing those tiny lips as I force my way into your depths."Emmeline hel