All Chapters of SEDUCING MY EX’s FATHER FOR REVENGE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Now, turn around. Focus on her and keep watching.”His tone left no room for argument, I turned my head back to the stage and watched the girl dance seductively until the music came to an halt. “Is that all?” I asked as I turned to face him once again. “Keep your eyes on the stage,” he simply replied. I swallowed and turned my head back to look at the girl again, she was done dancing but she didn’t leave the stage and I wondered why. As if reading my thoughts, two men walked out of the shadows and got on the stage with the woman.She pulled down the little piece of clothing she was wearing and stood there with the cloth around her waist and in her heels, the men walked closer to her and I turned to look at Damien, my chest heaving and my body burning. By the time our eyes collided after his eyes roamed every inch of me, I was a wanton mess of lust and it left a trail of blazing fire on my skin. The flames burned high to the point where it was suffocating when he spoke up in that

“You didn’t come.”“I’m not done with you.” He smirked before his eyes trailed to the stage. “You’re next.”“What do you mean by I’m next?” I asked him, confusion evident in my voice. “You and I are going to go on that stage and fuck in front of everyone,” he replied smugly and I swallowed nervously. I quickly got up and sat down properly, the noise of the people around us drowning in as my heart started pounding loudly against my chest. I looked straight at the stage and I could see that the dancer and the two men that were with her were already gone and the stage was empty, probably because I was meant be there. I couldn’t do this, I had never thought of something like that so why would I just decide to do it, I was going to tell him no and leave. Damien was still looking at me but he walked to sit in the chair opposite me. He had a calm expression on his face like he always did, his presence comforted me but at the same unnerved me. He leaned back against the chair, took a wh

The next day, I woke up very relaxed and with a calm feeling. The smile on my face was bright and I looked forward to work today. I took my bath, dressed up for work, I ate a little breakfast which was Indian and made my way to the office. When I walked into the office, I still had the bright smile on my face. Flashbacks from the night I had Damien flashed across my mind and it was like anything I ever felt in my whole life. It was so intense and he made me feel so desired, wanted, seen even. I had power and at the same time I was dominated, it was so amazing. The elevator dinged when it got to my floor and I immediately pushed the thoughts away as I walked out of the elevator and to my desk, greeting and nodding politely at my coworkers as I rushed to settle down. The activities in the offices were normal as usual with the phone ringing, the tapping of keyboards and just usual gossips here and there. But something felt… off. The vibe in the office felt weird and off, it was tense a

Since I walked into the office, I hadn’t seen Damien or heard from him and even though I kept telling myself that I didn’t give a fuck about it, I knew deep down that it was a lie. Damien had been occupying my mind too much and even more since the steamy session we had the previous night. Heat rose to my cheek and I quickly pushed the thoughts away before I turned myself on from just thinking about it. I needed to focus on Ryan and my mission to ruin his life, not on whatever I had going on with his father or the effect his touch and his voice and his eyes had on me, making me burn and the only cure being him. After sitting behind my desk and thinking of what to do and my next step, I decided to go see Damien and talk to him. I didn’t just want to see him- I wanted to ask that he pushes me back up to being his personal assistant, maybe that way I’d have more access to confidential files and I could finally find something big on Ryan. I pushed my chair back, got up, straightened my

The Jet engines hummed softly, a constant lullaby as we soared into the night sky. Occasionally, little glimmerings of light from far-off cities pierced the vast expanse of darkness beyond. The executives sitting about me were bathed in a warm glow from the dim lighting inside the opulent cabin. As they discussed the logistics and plan for the upcoming conference in Malaysia, their voices were quiet and thoughtful. I made an effort to listen to them, to come out as knowledgeable and engaged, but my mind was elsewhere. Or rather, it was on someone else. Damien.He had excused himself a little while ago, retreating to the private sleeping quarters at the back of the jet. It had been a long flight, and he claimed he needed rest before landing. But his absence from the seating was obvious and I just couldn’t help but think about him. I moved around in my seat, trying to find a comfortable seating position but I know that my discomfort wasn’t something physical, but it was something I co