“This is the most luxurious auction I’ve ever been to!” Rohan exclaims. He leans towards Rosalyn and whispers, “Thank you, wife. I am sure you are used to these.”
She giggles. “I am not. I think this is the most luxurious auction I’ve been to.”
As the servers usher them into an area, Rohan can’t help but notice the pleasant aroma of perfumes and faint cigar smoke. Or is it incense that mixes with perfume and aged wood?
He presses a kiss on her cheeks. “Still, I can’t believe I am here. It’s like a dream.”
“I’m glad we get to experience this together,” she responds. “Want to look at the catalogs?”
He nods, and R
Rohan has his arms behind his head as he lies down on the lounge chair beside the pool. He is in his swimming trunks as he had just a swim. His eyes are closed as he remembers that time he is destroying James Yu’s life. He hears a sound. He opens his eyes and sees a figure standing in front of him. “What are you doing here, Simone?” he asks. She is looking at him, her gaze moving all over his body. “You had sex with her again last night,” she says. “I can hear her loud moans every night for a week now.” “Of course, she’s my wife.” “But you don’t do it with me!” “Why? Have you done what I asked of you last time?!” She hisses at him. “Are you even asking her for things?! You are just too unfair!” “Yes, Simone. You are right. I am asking her for things and she is producing results. Unlike you.” “Asshole!” He shrugs his shoulders. He is about to close his eyes when she slaps her hand on the table beside him. “Is this enough?!” He sits up, taking the pictures of Rosalyn and anoth
As Rosalyn requested, Rohan and her, decided to watch a horror movie in one of the living rooms. They settle on the couch. Rosalyn’s eyes widen at the gory film playing on the television, while her arms are wrapped around his.Just then, Simone makes her entrance, and Rohan can’t help but notice. She walks light-footed into the room. She is wearing a red dress that clings to her curves in all the right places. There is a look of mischief in her eyes as she sits beside him.Unknown to Rosalyn, Simone slides closer until her legs touch his. Rohan starts to move away, but she places her hand on his thigh underneath the pillow that’s on his lap.As she makes circles with her thumb, she moves closer to him. “Touch me, Hansel.”Simone moves away from him, and she opens her legs, a seductive look on her face. She takes another pillow and hides her crotch using it.Rohan looks at Rosalyn, hoping that she will take notice. However, she is too enamored with the movie that he sighs.Still, deftl
Rohan kisses Simone’s neck as his body moves against hers in a rhythm that feels like it will never end. He can feel her quivering with pleasure beneath him. The intensity of their lovemaking continually increases until her body shakes in the throes of another powerful climax. “Oh god! Hansel!” she screams. Annoyed at her voice, he clamps his hand over her mouth and scolds, “Quiet down, bitch!” His hands explore her body, his fingertips drawing a meandering path down her spine until his lips graze her neck and send another electric wave of pleasure. Yet, even with the intensity of their passions, they continue with no ends in sight. Their body still joined in an unsteady motion. And Simone is breathless and panting at varying degrees as if she is making love to different people. She turns towards him and purrs, “Once more.” “It’s almost nine PM. I need to return to Rosalyn.” “Then make it faster!” He obliges and crashes into her with more intensity. Her body quivers and jolts a
Rohan walks into the bedroom, feeling a mixture of emotions. This time, he finds Rosalyn in the middle of their room. He scowls at her, especially how her arms are stretched out to him in an oddly welcoming stance.“What are you doing?” he asks.She grins as if forgetting their fight just the night before. “Do you notice something different?” she asks.He looks her over. She wears a black silk dress, like the one she wears during their honeymoon. Her hair is pulled back into a messy bun, like the morning of their fake wedding night.Rohan cautiously crosses the room. Her face is unreadable, and he has no idea what she is thinking this time.“Hansel,” she calls again. “Come here, please?”And so Rohan moves closer to her. She grins and hugs him. They stay like it for a while before she pulls back and says, “I have something for you.”She pulls a trunk from the other side of the bed and taps the top of it.“These are all for you.”“What is that?” he asks, his gaze shifting to the trunk.
Simone pushes Rohan against the door. “Shhh,” she whispers. She kneels before him and takes off his trousers. Her hands explore him, and he moans softly. “I’m so wet for you,” she says. Then she takes him inside her mouth. The sudden sensation makes Rohan lean over the door. Simone’s head bobs up and down his shaft. Soon, her saliva coats the length of his shaft, lubricating it further. He groans louder while she sucks harder on the tip, and her tongue swirls around it. He doesn’t last long. Soon, he takes hold of her head and starts fucking her mouth. “Fuck, yes!” he growls as Simone keeps sucking him. When he releases into her mouth, he lets go of her head, and she stands upright. She turns around and whispers, “I need you, Hansel. Fuck me now. I’ve been obedient, aren’t I?” She did, so he thrusts hard and fast against her while ensuring that he is deep inside her. He is certain that her shrill scream of pleasure can be heard all over the house. After she releases and drops to
Rohan sits in the darkness. His eyes are fixed on the spot on the wall, but his mind is replaying the image of Simone’s broken, damaged face.He jumps at the sudden sound of a knock on the door, jolting him back to reality. He gets up and pulls open the door, and there stands Tyrianne, her expression sympathetic.“Can I talk to you?” she asks.“Come on in,” he answers, opening the door wider for her.Upon sitting in the chair in front of him, she starts, “Mister Hansel, you need to take security better. You should not let Simone and Rosalyn into a single room. Don’t let them meet for a while as well.”He shakes his head and leans on his swivel chair. “Why? They are mother and daughter.”“Yes, but from what I see, they don’t treat each other like family. Rather, they are rivals for your affection.”His face hardens. “And?”“Rosalyn accidentally destroyed Simone’s face! Surely you understand that Simone prides herself for her beauty?”“And you are meddling because?”“Hansel!” she scolds
The aftermath of the incident has shaken Rosalyn. Rohan knows it’s his fault, but now he must do something else—he needs to remove these frustrating sympathies for Rosalyn. If his revenge ever deviates from its path, he will hate himself! He must stick to the plan no matter what!Abruptly, Kyndra’s vision appears in his mind. It is like a raging storm, dark and brooding. Lightning flashes across her angry eyes, and her wild hair streams around her like the wind. He can feel the rage emanating from her as if it’s aimed at him.A sudden knock brings him back to reality. The door is locked, so he drags himself towards it. As he expected, it was the nosy Miss Tyrianne again.“I am not in your charge, Miss Tyrianne. I don’t want your advice,” he says, turning his back on her and moving back to the couch at the center of the room.She follows him and sits on the couch opposite him. “I know you still have a heart, Mr. Crago. And that’s why I think it’s you that we need. Especially after what
Rohan sits in his office. His head is filled with thoughts of Simone, her disfigured face etched into his mind. After her short stint with the psychiatrist, he sent her away, exiled from the mansion she likes. Even with someone like Simone, when he saw the desperate plea in her eyes, he almost could not bring himself to throw her away.And because he sent her to a different country, he had given her a house, a small business, and enough money to get her back on her feet. She didn't like the setup, but she had no choice.However, Miss Tyrianne is all about second chances and hoping that Simone will have a chance at a new life. She also said that he had given her freedom, and Simone didn't even deserve it.There is another knock on the door. Miss Tyrianne gets up from the couch and opens it, revealing Rosalyn."Can I talk to you for a while?" she asks, glancing at Miss Tyrianne. "What is she doing here?""We are talking about her resignation," he lies."Then what will happen to the upke