All Chapters of Revenge Of The Forsaken Wife: Pleasured By His Father: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

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Taking His Cock

Chapter ElevenRafael CarusoHer pussy was already glistening with wetness, swollen and begging for me to take her.Heck, she looked so gorgeous with her legs spread out for me, her pussy breathing with need.The sight of her spread open on my desk was enough to drive me insane, a shameless little temptress soaked just for me. The sweet scent of her arousal filled the air around me, taunting me, teasing me, making my cock throb against the confines of my pants.I was painfully hard, straining against the fabric, the pressure building up, becoming unbearable. She was so ready for me, so fucking perfect, but I needed to feel every inch of her first, taste every inch. My hands clenched at my sides, trying to maintain some semblance of control as I moved closer, my pulse pounding in my ears.“Look at you,” I muttered, my voice thick, barely unrecognizable. My fingers slid under the hem of her shirt, dragging it up slowly, gently, until herboobs spilled free. God, they were beautiful—soft
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Father-in-law’s Submissive

Chapter TwelveMaisie“Accept your terms?” I asked, slipping on the last piece of clothing, my voice laced with curiosity. “What terms?”He buckled his belt slowly, his smirk so confident it sent a shiver down my spine. He leaned over, his hands braced on the backrest of the couch was sitting. “That you become my submissive. Do whatever I tell you, whenever I tell you, without protest.”“W—what?” My voice cracked, disbelief washing over me as I stared at him. “Submissive?” The word rolled off my tongue like a foreign concept, one I’d heard of but never thought would be spoken to me—least of all by Finn’s father.I’d always imagined Mr. Caruso as your typical older man: stern, rule-bound, too preoccupied with societal expectations to indulge in anything remotely scandalous. But he wasn’t that at all. He was bold, unapologetic, and confident in ways Finn could never be. He was better. At least he had a bigger cock and knew just how to use it.“Yes, Maisie,” he said firmly, his tone a mi
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The Pleasure Den: Pain & Pleasure

Chapter ThirteenRafael CarusoMaisie didn’t say a word as I carried her through the hallway. She didn’t even ask where we were going, though I could feel the question burning behind her silence. She trusted me—or at least, she wanted to.When we stopped in front of a door, I slid my hand into my pocket, pulling out a key. The lock clicked, and I pushed the heavy door open, revealing the room I’d spent years perfecting even before meeting her. The lighting was low, casting deep shadows against dark wood panels. Leather straps and polished steel hung on the walls, a stark contrast to the plush velvet chaise in the corner. The scent of cedar and faint leather filled the air.I dropped her, closing the door behind us.Maisie stepped inside cautiously, her eyes moving through every detail—the cuffs bolted to the ceiling, the padded bench near the wall, the designed plush chair in the center.If she could read minds, she’d know how hard I wanted to take her using each of these instruments.
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Who Is Rafael Caruso?

Chapter FourteenMaisieWhen I opened my eyes, it was like I was in the middle of nowhere, but with a beautiful view. The room was unfamiliar, yet it radiated a quiet luxury that made me pause. The large windows framed a golden sunrise spilling over an expansive view of the countryside. The bed beneath me was far too soft, the sheets too crisp and luxurious. For a moment, I wondered if I was still dreaming.Then it hit me: Mr. Caruso. The pleasure. The pain. The pleasure den. The raw intimacy of the day before. My body still hummed faintly from the memory of his touch, my pussy tingling with the memories of his body, and I let out a shaky breath. But this room…this wasn’t where we’d been yesterday. It was different.I blinked a few times, trying to sharpen my blurry visions, and as I sat up, my eyes landed on a figure near the door. A woman—mid-thirties, probably, dressed professionally, with dark hair neatly pinned back—stood quietly, her hands clasped in front of her. Her presence s
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Who Is Rafeal Caruso? 2

Chapter FifteenMaisie My mind was clouded with doubt and confusion. Who exactly was this man and why was he looking for my bother and me? What does he have to do with us? Why was finding us so important to him? No matter how hard I tried to think about it, I just couldn’t figure it out. I picked up the photograph again, but it slipped from my trembling fingers and fluttered to the desk. My hands were shaking too much to hold it, and my breathing came in uneven gasps. My younger self stared back at me from the glossy paper, alongside Nash, his arm slung protectively over my shoulders. The photo was from years ago, long before we became who we are now. Back when we had different names. Back when our life was perfect. Back when our parents were still alive. Back when our family was the picture of a perfect family.I blinked rapidly, willing the image to make sense, but it didn’t. Nothing made sense.My eyes darted toward Mr. Caruso’s office, where he was seated in his chair, calm and
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