All Chapters of Sweet Revenge: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

That evening, I still prepared dinner even if I knew he was eating outside with Guinevere. Who cares if he would come home late?"He can even stay in that woman's flat if he wants!" my mumble, however, was loud even Donna who was cutting some peppers glanced at me."Señorita, did you say something?""Huh?! No, I didn't. I'm just hungry!" I replied, reticent to meet her prying gaze. "Hmm! Smells good. Can you taste it?" I funneled our conversation with the roasted Iamb I just removed from the oven to cut that asshole-bitch story off."Oh, yeah! Smells good!" she tried to slice a little of the meat and put it in her mouth, her visions shut as the enticing flavor of the meat touched her tongue. "Señorita, Desmond is so lucky to have you. If he still has the plan to let you go, he's foolish!" she giggled. "You're beautiful, kind, smart, and can cook. Those qualities are what men looking for in their women these days!"I chuckled at her short speech. "You know well we're ending this weird

Hmm! Her lips tasted so sweet I couldn't get enough of it. I wanted more, more of her. My hand that was holding the back of her head crawled down to her hips supporting her heart-shaped bottom. When she wrapped her hands around my neck and tiptoed her feet, I carried and wrapped her legs around my waist, our lips never cut the connection off. The kiss went deeper instead. After I pinned her to the wall, my lips released her now swollen lips and began nibbling the back of her ear tickling it and making her gasp.She tilted her head back giving me easier access to mark her more. Red bites now all over her neck going down to the valley of her twins as my teeth bit the buttons of her pajamas exposing her soft richness. I was like a starving wolf being deprived of meals for months and she was my mouthwatering prey being served on my bed.My bed! That sentence was recalled in my thoughts. Sure! Why not?! The bed was way better!Like running out of time, I immediately ambled to her bed while

Amy Leah POV..I woke up late, too late that the bright sky was now greeting me as the sun's light sailed on my face. It was the last month of winter and it was still cold outside. I hugged myself with the quilt for a moment and just stared at the horizon from the window."Hey there, sunshine!" I smiled at the rays of the sun behind the clouds. "I had a wonderful sleep!" like a friend ready to listen, I whispered my thoughts and my emotions to the sky.Last night, I was dreaming of Desmond. He hugged me tight while we both lay down on this bed. A hug that screamed possessiveness. A hug that roared protection and safety. I felt safe being with him like no one would dare to hurt me. I felt the Desmond I had loved a long time ago. The Desmond who used to cosset me every time I cried. In my dream, we were lying on a bed of roses, just us exchanging sweet nothings with each other. And when I asked him the question I had been longing to hear, his answer fluttered my heart. Albeit it was j

Desmond POV..The heck I still cared for that agreement to keep our status secret. We kept our relationship secret for three years before and it blew up like a massive explosion in my life."Amy Leah, is that true?" this ass still couldn't believe it. He was eyeing both of us. The stvpid woman beside me began to stammer. What even to stammer about?"Warren, it's ...there's a big explanation for it!" now, she's trembling. Was she scared of this ass's reactions? They weren't even in an intimate relationship for Pete's sake. Not unless Guinevere said before was true."Amy Leah, I'm asking you!" he repeated."What?!" I ranted at her. "You can't speak properly again?!""You?!" she glared back at me. "I thought we had an agreement to keep this a secret? Why did you suddenly blurt it out?" well, she had a point."Coz you're stvpid and it annoys me!" I responded in a whisper-yell."You have no idea what you've done!" she still squealed."If you didn't meet him today, this would never happen

We took another round ignoring the pain pulsating in my lower body. Desmond was indeed a wolf in sheep's clothing. After that intoxicating addictive intimacy, I nestled my head in his broad chest while scribbling tiny circles with my index. His hand held my back while the other was at the back of his head making it his pillow."Desmond, can I ask you something?" after a couple of minutes of silence, I found the courage to ask. I lifted my head to meet his eyes."Sure! What is it?" he asked back, gently after giving me a peck on my forehead."How many body counts?" I questioned in one breath, scared of his reaction.But I was stunned when he chuckled and pampered me with kisses all over my face. I closed my eyes and shook my head while whimpering but he cupped my face instead. He was now lying on one side facing me."Open your eyes and I will answer your question!" he demanded.I gradually opened my eyes meeting his gaze. Before I could speak, he already sealed my lips into a sweet lon