Oh My God Ultimate Revenge System

The air in the office was filled with sounds that could generate an electric current, it was laced with lust. Behind the closed door, moans tangled with the rustle of clothing and the sharp gasp of skin meeting skin. The man held his lover's hip and desperately but cautiously thrust a chase toward release. Her breath hitching with every surge of pleasure, her fingers tightened as she held the edge of the table tightly, her eyes shot as she inhaled to grasp the moment in her mind. Desire spreads across the room like a perfume undergoing a diffusion process, heavy and inescapable.

It was a movement that was raw and reckless, hunger being the driving force. An undeniable moment of secrecy.

"Lower your voice!" Daniel pleaded through gritted teeth, his breath hot against her ear as her moans grew louder, trembling beneath him. "The hallway isn't that large,anyone could hear you."

The woman's eyes were gleaming with defiance and as she lifted her gaze, mischief was written all over "Who cares?" she whispered, her voice gently and cracked,hot breath escaping through her mouth. "Maybe I should scream-let Aria hear every second of it. Seems like you need a little push to end things with her." Her lips curled into a daring smile.

Daniel shut eyes, removing his force from the guilty welling up in his mind and diverting his focus on the heat coiling low in his abdomen, the rush of pleasure drowning his thoughts. This wasn't the time to think about his wife-not when he was buried deep inside his secretary, chasing a high he couldn't explain.

Her hands tightly holding his arm as she looked up at him, eyes burning with a mixture of sadness, hope and frustration. "Why are you still with her, anyway?" she asked, her voice trembling despite the anger behind it. "You have me-I give you everything, I am everything. So why do you keep that worthless woman around like she means something?" Her breath hitched, raw emotion spilling through every word. "Is she really that hard to let go of... or am I just not enough?"

Daniel slowly pulled his length out of Bella, watching the way her body quivered with anticipation. When only his tip hung on her clit, he held it and rushed back into her with force, drawing a sharp, breathless gasp from her lips. Her fingers tightened around the desk,her nails piercing into the wood as he began thrusting harder, faster, with a punishing rhythm. Her head fell back,eyes fluttering shut as waves of pleasure rippled through her abdomen, mouth releasing breath as hot as steam.

Good, he thought darkly, eyes fixed on her unraveling form. She talked too much-always pushing, always demanding answers he wasn't ready to give. But like this, with her writhing beneath him, she was silent. Breathless. Submissive. There was no better way to silence her chaos than by drowning it in the only language he knew how to speak-pure, relentless desire.

Ann's voice cracked as pleasure tore through her, her fingers clutching the table in a desperate grip. "That's it Daniel! " she cried, surrendering, her moans depicting need.

Aria stepped into the company she felt proud of,her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor, but she was preoccupied- absentminded, her eyes shut tightly, reminiscing the emotionally charged trial she had just concluded-a brutal case of a husband's betrayal, where a wife had discovered years of infidelity masked behind sweet lies. Her eyes flickered,watching the woman's world shatter piece by piece. The views of that heartbreak still clung to her as she walked into the very company whose business she'd helped her own husband build.

Shaking off the feeling from the last trial, Aria plastered a smile on her face but soon that smile was replaced as her heart began pounding in her chest. A strange sound reached her ears-a low, muffled noise that didn't belong. At first, she tried to dismiss it, thinking her mind was playing tricks after the emotionally draining case she'd just handled. But then, the sound grew louder, unmistakable now-a soft, desperate gasp followed by hurried whispers. Her pulse quickened, dread crawling up her spine. She lifted her feet to take a move but mistakenly there was a crack of a door opening which echoed through the silence, freezing her in place. Something was happening behind that door... something she wasn't meant to hear nor see.

It was her husband's office, loud moans of pleasure escaped from the room, covering her mouth with her palm, she froze, her heart thudding painfully against her chest. She knew that moan. She knew it far too well.

A bitter sigh escaped her lips, and she rolled her eyes, as though trying to dismiss the wave of emotion threatening to overwhelm her. When there was an edge between them, she suspected that his coming home late wasn't really work related but she chose to give him the benefit of doubt. Hearing the sound coming from his voice and his voice, the trust and safety she had and felt shattered.

Frozen,her heartbeat accelerating, she stood there unable to take a step forward not backward. The anger bubbled beneath the surface, but there was also a strange hollow feeling, an emptiness that only grew with every passing second. She was about to turn and storm out, to walk away before she let herself spiral further, when she heard it again-louder this time, more desperate.

"Oh my God, Daniel. You're the best..."