AIDEN'S POV She tried to challenge me with deep thoughts, which made her cute enough to want. But honestly, I didn’t need much reason to want her. I often thought about what her pussy tasted like. After the card game on the ranch, I licked my fingers, and her scent alone made me incredibly turned on. “It’s okay if you don’t want to take any chances,” she said, about to put the contract back in her bag. “There’s no such thing as a soul,” I said flatly. “In that case, I’d like to buy yours,” she said. “How did it end on that TV show?” I leaned back and twirled my cigar. “Billions?” She looked puzzled. “The girl who thinks like you signed the contract, showing she really didn’t believe in her soul.” “Amateur mistake.” I held my cigar with my teeth and used my hands to adjust the necklace around my wife’s neck so the clasp wouldn’t show. “The first rule in business is supply and demand. You put a price on something based on how others see it. My beliefs don’t matter. You think so
AIDEN'S POV “You held my hand the whole drive, since you took the contract from me.” I looked down and quickly pulled away from her. “Didn’t notice.” “You look good when you’re flustered.” “I swear, Aurora, I’ll send you to your precious Namibia if you don’t stop annoying me.” “So now I annoy you all the time.” Her blue eyes sparkled. “That’s one feeling. Twenty-six more to go!” There are twenty-seven feelings? That seemed impossible. No wonder most people were completely useless. The driver opened the back door. I got out first, holding my wife’s delicate hand as the cameras flashed, wanting more of the woman who chose to be with The Villain. I put my wife behind me and walked past the cameras, using my body to block the bright flashes so she wouldn’t trip and embarrass me. It was showtime. The charity ball reminded me why I didn’t like being around people. At least not outside the bedroom. A heavy cloud of perfume filled the air above perfectly styled hair. The marble fl
AIDEN'S POV One reason I really liked Aurora was because she had very good manners. She stood up, gave a friendly smile, and held out her hand to my enemy, even though she didn’t have to. “Aurora King. Nice to meet you.” “Herold Landon, and this is my wife, Morgana. I think you’ve already met my sons, Tinder and Tree.” “They made quite an entrance.” Aurora laughed and gently brushed Tinder’s wet hair out of his face. Don’t touch his kid. “I’m bored. Can you play with me, princess?” Tinder pulled on my wife’s dress, still wet from the champagne he made her spill. I wasn’t jealous of a five-year-old. I really wasn’t. Even if the way my wife looked at him made me annoyed. “This place is boring, huh?”. She then winked at him like they shared a secret. “ So, let’s go find something fun and exciting to do.” “No, thank you. We still need to say hi to some people.” Morgana pulled her kids closer. She was having a hard time keeping them still. She looked plain, especially next to my
AIDEN'S POV If Aurora felt weird, she didn’t show it. She put her hand in Herold’s. I had to try really hard not to jump in and pull her away from him.It was just a dance. And maybe it was good practice because one day, I’d have to see her with someone else. That would happen in a few years, after she gave me kids and finally gave up on me and my cold heart.We’d end up like my parents. Polite strangers, staying together only because of deals, shared stuff, and what people expected.Now I was stuck alone with horse faced Morgana and her annoying twins. Morgana leaned on the bar with a sly smile and lipstick that didn’t look right.“She’s sweet,” she said.“She’s fine,” I answered.I should have looked away from Aurora in Herold’s arms, but I couldn’t. Watching them made me feel strange. My head started to hurt. Mrs. Landon’s eyes lit up with interest.“That’s not a great thing to say about a wife you can’t stop staring at. How’s married life so far?”I looked at her face. No wonder
AIDEN'S POV She turned pale under her makeup and stepped back, almost falling. I reached out, grabbed her arm, and helped her stand. And still maintained the polite smile on my face to onlookers. "That’s what I thought. If you tell anyone that my wife visited her old grandmother in law, I’ll make sure everyone in America finds out your husband cheats on you. Have a good night, Mrs. Landon." "Aurora will sleep at my house tonight. No need to stop at her apartment," I told my driver as we got into the back of the car. Aurora took off her high heels with a happy sigh then leaned her head against the cool leather seat, too tired to talk about what just happened. She had danced with every important man at the party tonight. She was passed from one man to another, like a shiny toy. Everyone wanted to see the woman who had won over The Villain. Since most people had stopped trying to talk to me, Flower Girl was the next best thing. "Looks like you’re starting to like me," she said,
AIDEN'S POV She moved closer to me without waiting, soft and ready. Perfect. I had never met someone so easy to touch, yet so hard to control. We were pressed against each other. Her sweet, flowery smell filled my nose. “Seen your Aunt Tia lately?” I asked, touching her cheek with my hand. She took a shaky breath, her whole body shaking from just that small touch. I wondered if she reacted like this with her ex-husband. Did she shake like this when she was with the man she had picked?. The man I had sent her back to. “Yeah… I did,” she said, her voice unsure. “I think it was… Tuesday?” She couldn’t think clearly. And, sadly, neither could I. I lowered my head as she lifted hers. Her lips opened for me. I kissed her, pressing my knee between her legs. Her body pressed tighter against mine. She let out a small sound and pushed her chest to mine, rubbing against me like she needed more. My tongue played with hers as I held her face and kissed her deeper then moved my mouth down
AIDEN'S POV It felt nice. “Now show me why you moved far away from your exes. What kind of wild things did you do with them?” I asked. Then without waiting for an answer, Aurora grabbed my hand and dragged me to the hallway, looked around and waited for me to lead the way to my bedroom. I did even though I knew she snooped around my house when I wasn’t home. I saw it on the cameras when Petar gave her a tour. I closed the door and locked it, just to be sure. She stood in front of me, slowly sliding off her dress and letting it fall to the floor like soft snow then grabbed my hand and placed it gently on the front of her pale neck. "Is this what you like?" she asked. Her chest moved fast with her quick breaths, and her eyes were full of excitement. "You did this that day… that time…” The day I threw her out, screaming. “Or…” She moved my hand down her body to her backside and slid it between her cheeks. “Maybe this? I don’t mind doing things with you, Aiden. I’ll do anything, a
AIDEN'S POV I was trying to push her to her limit, hoping she’d give up, agree to the IVF, and leave me alone. But she did what I told her. She played with her pussy by touching, pulling, and holding her full breasts. The older man looked up from his roses and froze, staring up at our window. Aurora Knight was supposed to be good, polite and innocent but she was wild and dirty, just like me. That made her dangerous for me. Like a drug I couldn’t quit. “That’s it,” I whispered into her ear, moving harder inside her as goosebumps covered her skin. “Open your legs and rub yourself on my window. Show the neighbor what your husband does to you, my sweet, beautiful slut.” I thought this would finally break her. That she couldn’t and wouldn’t, but she surprisingly did. She opened her thighs and touched herself as I kept thrusting from behind. The man didn’t move. He stood there, staring at my wife rubbing herself on the glass while I fucked her hard from behind. Her clit pressed again
AIDEN'S POV "Gladly. You’re excused. Have been for the six minutes since we finished," I said, waving her away. Her breasts looked amazing, especially when she suddenly stood up. They were full and shaped like pears, with pink nipples that looked like tiny diamond studs. My wife picked up her dress from the floor and put it back on, shaking her head. “Petar will call the driver for you,” I said, putting the cigar between my lips and texting my estate manager while she shoved her feet into those awful Manolo Blahnik heels that always gave her blisters. “Screw you, Aiden.” “Sure. How about tomorrow? I’m free at lunch. If that doesn’t work, you’ll have to wait until I get home around nine-thirty.” She didn’t answer. Just turned around and marched toward the door. She stopped at the door, her hand on the wall, and looked back at me over her thin shoulder. “I’m just like you, you know.” “Highly doubt it,” I said, not looking up from my phone and already replying to an email from m
AIDEN'S POV I was trying to push her to her limit, hoping she’d give up, agree to the IVF, and leave me alone. But she did what I told her. She played with her pussy by touching, pulling, and holding her full breasts. The older man looked up from his roses and froze, staring up at our window. Aurora Knight was supposed to be good, polite and innocent but she was wild and dirty, just like me. That made her dangerous for me. Like a drug I couldn’t quit. “That’s it,” I whispered into her ear, moving harder inside her as goosebumps covered her skin. “Open your legs and rub yourself on my window. Show the neighbor what your husband does to you, my sweet, beautiful slut.” I thought this would finally break her. That she couldn’t and wouldn’t, but she surprisingly did. She opened her thighs and touched herself as I kept thrusting from behind. The man didn’t move. He stood there, staring at my wife rubbing herself on the glass while I fucked her hard from behind. Her clit pressed again
AIDEN'S POV It felt nice. “Now show me why you moved far away from your exes. What kind of wild things did you do with them?” I asked. Then without waiting for an answer, Aurora grabbed my hand and dragged me to the hallway, looked around and waited for me to lead the way to my bedroom. I did even though I knew she snooped around my house when I wasn’t home. I saw it on the cameras when Petar gave her a tour. I closed the door and locked it, just to be sure. She stood in front of me, slowly sliding off her dress and letting it fall to the floor like soft snow then grabbed my hand and placed it gently on the front of her pale neck. "Is this what you like?" she asked. Her chest moved fast with her quick breaths, and her eyes were full of excitement. "You did this that day… that time…” The day I threw her out, screaming. “Or…” She moved my hand down her body to her backside and slid it between her cheeks. “Maybe this? I don’t mind doing things with you, Aiden. I’ll do anything, a
AIDEN'S POV She moved closer to me without waiting, soft and ready. Perfect. I had never met someone so easy to touch, yet so hard to control. We were pressed against each other. Her sweet, flowery smell filled my nose. “Seen your Aunt Tia lately?” I asked, touching her cheek with my hand. She took a shaky breath, her whole body shaking from just that small touch. I wondered if she reacted like this with her ex-husband. Did she shake like this when she was with the man she had picked?. The man I had sent her back to. “Yeah… I did,” she said, her voice unsure. “I think it was… Tuesday?” She couldn’t think clearly. And, sadly, neither could I. I lowered my head as she lifted hers. Her lips opened for me. I kissed her, pressing my knee between her legs. Her body pressed tighter against mine. She let out a small sound and pushed her chest to mine, rubbing against me like she needed more. My tongue played with hers as I held her face and kissed her deeper then moved my mouth down
AIDEN'S POV She turned pale under her makeup and stepped back, almost falling. I reached out, grabbed her arm, and helped her stand. And still maintained the polite smile on my face to onlookers. "That’s what I thought. If you tell anyone that my wife visited her old grandmother in law, I’ll make sure everyone in America finds out your husband cheats on you. Have a good night, Mrs. Landon." "Aurora will sleep at my house tonight. No need to stop at her apartment," I told my driver as we got into the back of the car. Aurora took off her high heels with a happy sigh then leaned her head against the cool leather seat, too tired to talk about what just happened. She had danced with every important man at the party tonight. She was passed from one man to another, like a shiny toy. Everyone wanted to see the woman who had won over The Villain. Since most people had stopped trying to talk to me, Flower Girl was the next best thing. "Looks like you’re starting to like me," she said,
AIDEN'S POV If Aurora felt weird, she didn’t show it. She put her hand in Herold’s. I had to try really hard not to jump in and pull her away from him.It was just a dance. And maybe it was good practice because one day, I’d have to see her with someone else. That would happen in a few years, after she gave me kids and finally gave up on me and my cold heart.We’d end up like my parents. Polite strangers, staying together only because of deals, shared stuff, and what people expected.Now I was stuck alone with horse faced Morgana and her annoying twins. Morgana leaned on the bar with a sly smile and lipstick that didn’t look right.“She’s sweet,” she said.“She’s fine,” I answered.I should have looked away from Aurora in Herold’s arms, but I couldn’t. Watching them made me feel strange. My head started to hurt. Mrs. Landon’s eyes lit up with interest.“That’s not a great thing to say about a wife you can’t stop staring at. How’s married life so far?”I looked at her face. No wonder
AIDEN'S POV One reason I really liked Aurora was because she had very good manners. She stood up, gave a friendly smile, and held out her hand to my enemy, even though she didn’t have to. “Aurora King. Nice to meet you.” “Herold Landon, and this is my wife, Morgana. I think you’ve already met my sons, Tinder and Tree.” “They made quite an entrance.” Aurora laughed and gently brushed Tinder’s wet hair out of his face. Don’t touch his kid. “I’m bored. Can you play with me, princess?” Tinder pulled on my wife’s dress, still wet from the champagne he made her spill. I wasn’t jealous of a five-year-old. I really wasn’t. Even if the way my wife looked at him made me annoyed. “This place is boring, huh?”. She then winked at him like they shared a secret. “ So, let’s go find something fun and exciting to do.” “No, thank you. We still need to say hi to some people.” Morgana pulled her kids closer. She was having a hard time keeping them still. She looked plain, especially next to my
AIDEN'S POV “You held my hand the whole drive, since you took the contract from me.” I looked down and quickly pulled away from her. “Didn’t notice.” “You look good when you’re flustered.” “I swear, Aurora, I’ll send you to your precious Namibia if you don’t stop annoying me.” “So now I annoy you all the time.” Her blue eyes sparkled. “That’s one feeling. Twenty-six more to go!” There are twenty-seven feelings? That seemed impossible. No wonder most people were completely useless. The driver opened the back door. I got out first, holding my wife’s delicate hand as the cameras flashed, wanting more of the woman who chose to be with The Villain. I put my wife behind me and walked past the cameras, using my body to block the bright flashes so she wouldn’t trip and embarrass me. It was showtime. The charity ball reminded me why I didn’t like being around people. At least not outside the bedroom. A heavy cloud of perfume filled the air above perfectly styled hair. The marble fl
AIDEN'S POV She tried to challenge me with deep thoughts, which made her cute enough to want. But honestly, I didn’t need much reason to want her. I often thought about what her pussy tasted like. After the card game on the ranch, I licked my fingers, and her scent alone made me incredibly turned on. “It’s okay if you don’t want to take any chances,” she said, about to put the contract back in her bag. “There’s no such thing as a soul,” I said flatly. “In that case, I’d like to buy yours,” she said. “How did it end on that TV show?” I leaned back and twirled my cigar. “Billions?” She looked puzzled. “The girl who thinks like you signed the contract, showing she really didn’t believe in her soul.” “Amateur mistake.” I held my cigar with my teeth and used my hands to adjust the necklace around my wife’s neck so the clasp wouldn’t show. “The first rule in business is supply and demand. You put a price on something based on how others see it. My beliefs don’t matter. You think so