All Chapters of SEDUCING MY EX’s FATHER FOR REVENGE : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Now, let’s go.” “Are you sure you want to do this with me?” I asked him one last time, trying to find an excuse to not go even when my body begged me to go. “Of course I am, and I know you’re ready for this.” I wasn’t sure if that was true, but I nodded anyway, letting him lead me out of the booth. The room seemed to shift around us as we moved, the curious gazes of the patrons following our every step. My heart raced, each beat echoing in my ears as Damien guided me toward the stage. The space transformed as we approached, the lights dimming further to cast a spotlight on the stage. I looked around a bit before my eyes landed on something that was on the corner and I let out a small gasp as goosebumps spread across my body. There were four smaller viewing rooms with glass walls with couples inside having sex in threes and fours. It was a mating of hard cocks claiming the women’s pliable bodies. Some were getting nailed by two men at the same time. The ecstasy on their faces, viv

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 an

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 c

I packed my things and headed to the airport hurriedly so as not to miss the flight. When I got to the airport and was cleared, I was led to the beautiful plane that was waiting. Apparently, it belonged to Damien and I couldn’t help but marvel at blue beautiful it was. The cabin was spacious and the leather seats were exquisite- it was unlike anything I had ever seen before. The executives we were flying together with were already seated and chatting quietly and I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Damien was standing at the far end and leaning against the seat, his face blank of any expression as always. His gaze locked onto mine as soon as I stepped inside. A small smile made its way to his lips but it looked more like a warning and it sent shivers all over my body. I swallowed the knot that had formed in my throat and tried to ignore the heat that had risen to my cheeks before I made my way to him. “Amanda,” he said smoothly, his voice low enough that only I could hear

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