All Chapters of The sweet smell of seduction: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Knowing that CEO Adam Arnault is on the other side of the door has cooled my sexual instincts, causing my reason to take over. This in turn completely ignored all the hard-on I had experienced so far. In one thing Amelia may be the owner of the truth: I have lost a lot, including my daughter. So I can't allow a mere moment of lust to put my future with the heir of the enemy family in check. Because that is what will happen if he walks through that door, for the simple reason that they have never shared the same woman, not when one of them is truly in love as Jean is with me.  In the end, their friendship will always prevail, unless one day I manage to be the biggest doom Adam will ever run into, and for that, I need Jean to get out of my way. “ Oh, shit! He's my best friend. It must be something important”,he says, g

 The day has dawned and with it the feeling that the dawn has gone in the blink of an eye. I remain in a state of alertness, however, it no longer scares me at all that Jean knows my real name. I doubt very much that he will find anything to talk about.  In Sicily, my name appears to foreigners only associated with the family's wine business. And the most he will find out is that I am a young, single woman, since the marriage to Anthony was a contract. At the time I was still seventeen and it would have been too bureaucratic and flashy a process to get court authorization to conceive our union. So we opted for a formal contract in the presence of witnesses, so that we would share the powers over the property left by papà. In short, he is only a proxy for our

One week later Desiré noire, or black desire, is what I call my leisure space for the city's wealthiest people. It is not prepotent to say that I have managed to make it one of the best in Paris. All the furniture, equipment and drinks are of the best quality, not to mention the lights and velvets that guarantee a touch of luxury, and there is even a stage where dancing is done to serve up sensuality and make the clients salivate like hungry dogs waiting for a reward. I won't deny that it was a risky bet to invest all my hard-earned money on our opening night, however, for great achievements, great bets are needed. And what consoles me, is that this bet is minimal compared to the real risk I will take tonight... “ Has anyone ever told you that you are a crazy pe

Living downtown has its luxuries, as does getting to your home or any other place that is said to be important in the blink of an eye. Adam Arnault was the first to appear on the scene on my device's screen, pouring himself a shot of whiskey and then distracting himself by walking from one end of the living room to the other.  Amelia ended up taking longer, beaten by the advantage of Adam having his own car and her not, which made her as deserving of cabs as any other mortal. After thirty minutes, finally her image appeared next to Adam and together they resemble to me like two perfect dolls, a couple without salt or pepper, who are not sure if they are brothers or lovers. Adam offered indifference as he welcom

I wonder what CEO Adam Arnault defines as imperfect?  Well, coming from a mind as perfectionist as his, I venture to say that it is only what he has never dared to look beyond the limits of the world he has been taught to live in, where our casualness is seen as an excuse for those who cannot reach the extreme of the beautiful and the perfect. An ideal world where no competition is allowed, only a crowd, which despite being exhausted, is relentless when it comes to one day reaching the standards of beauty that belong to them. That is why, tonight, I choose to challenge everything he believes in by clinging to the theory that yes, aesthetic beauty is certainly attractive, but over time, one will need something more to keep the admiration burning like a flame. This may be intelligence, charismas, or a lost soul for those who love