All Chapters of Darkest Desires: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

VLADIMIRI woke up with a start. My head was pounding. I groaned and pushed myself up but froze when I realized there were limbs draped over me.I looked beside me and found Yvonne fast asleep. Slowly, I untangled her from me as fragmented memories from last night popped into my head.I frowned while staring at her. I tilted my head, trying to jog up my brain. Did it really happen?My nakedness seemed to confirm it. My now placid cock felt sticky with the evidence of what ensued between us.I don't know how to feel about it. I was frustrated because of my condition. I thought I wanted to be fixed. But now that it has happened, I felt torn.Immense guilt washed over me. I felt like I was cheating. But she's long gone..."Fuck this!" I grabbed and pulled my hair when my head throbbed.I called Mike. He's my head of security. He's the one I always bring with me together with his best men. I asked for hangover pills to be brought to my room.It took a while before I heard a soft knock on

YVONNE "Yvonne," Vladimir's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I quickly slid the photo back and closed the drawer. "Why?" I turned to look at him. "I-I'm looking for something to wear," I stuttered defensively.His jaw clenched as he looked at the open closet. Something cold seemed to have spilled in my stomach when I realized something. How could I be so dumb? Why haven't I thought of it?These clothes are hers! My hands fisted on my sides. I suddenly want to go home. But the thought of the penthouse as my home made me even more bitter. I have no home. I'm an outsider there. "Are you okay?" he frowned. "Can I borrow your shirt instead?" I asked. "Huh? What's the matter? There are plenty of clothes there. Most of those are new," he said. "Uhm, but they're too thin," I shrugged, struggling to make an excuse not to wear her clothes. It's probably the reason why Vladimir thought I was her last night. He was dead drunk. It was dark and I was wearing her clothes. It was definit

YVONNEI chewed on my bottom lip when he sat beside me. I don't think this is a good idea. Actually, it seemed like a terrible one. I just knew it.His manly scent immediately wafted through my senses. He always smells so good. It was the only thing I could think of, damn it. How am I supposed to finish anything when my brain ceases to function around him?I shook my head to somehow clear my mind."Is there something wrong?" Vladimir asked."No," I gasped. "It's just... uh." I struggled to form coherent thoughts.Fuck. What was I doing again? Ugh!I mustered all my strength to be able to look away from him. I turned to my screen to remind myself of what I was doing."Uhm, Dave told me to make a draft of the project's mission," I told him when I finally gathered my wits."Why do you always have to talk about him?" he asked, sounding pissed.I turned to look at him. My forehead creased when I saw the serious expression on his face. What's wrong with that?"What?" I confusedly asked."St

VLADIMIRIt all happened so fast. The girls escorted by Mike were able to go out without any hitch. They were led to a van waiting behind the building. It immediately sped up after the girls hopped in."Fuck," Blaze muttered while staring at the screen. "They're caught!"I looked at the screen and saw some of our men fighting with the syndicate. The girls behind them were clamoring, not knowing what to do."John, staircase, second floor!" I hissed."Copy!" I heard him reply immediately through the earpiece.The whole place turned into chaos as soon as the syndicate discovered our presence. I cursed while looking at the screens. Thankfully, John was able to help rescue the girls."Blow up the dancefloor," I ordered when I saw the girls were already near the exit. We needed a distraction. Also, I seemed to have a personal vendetta against that fucking dance floor.That is where I first saw Yvonne.

YVONNEI woke up tangled in bed with Vladimir. My cheeks blushed profusely when I remembered how he made love to my body last night.I knew it was making love. Not a hook-up or plain fucking. We made love. Is it possible even if we're not in love?A small voice inside my head kept whispering negative thoughts, telling me that Vladimir must have mistaken me for her again but I pushed it off.I turned a deaf ear to it. I knew what I felt.It was so different from all our heated encounters before. He was so gentle, so passionate.I can still feel my skin tingling from the intense sensations he made me feel."Stop staring," I almost fell from the bed when I heard him suddenly speak. I didn't notice he was already awake! My face warmed up even more.But how did he know I was staring when his eyes were still closed?"I'm not," I tried to deny but he only laughed at me."I can feel your heavy st