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Chapter 5 The Gala Trap

Word Count: 1362    |    Released on: 04/07/2025

Dean's penthouse slide open. She stood there, stunning in a scarlet dress that caressed her contours,

ing her head, her hair flowing d

time, jaw tighteni

le ghosting her lips. "D

iver and turned to peek back at her. She was peering out the window, tapping her fin

s ready, preparing to follow her after the event to dig up any detail about the child he suspected she was harbouring. Th

ded to

*

the city lights like diamonds. Wealthy investors, tech executives, and celebrities f

lowed half a step behind, watching her hair sway and the way others parted for her. She was a qu

r. God, he st

in the photo, the unsettling familiarity in

, and another flute of something clear and bubbling. She took each in leisu

es unfocused, a flush on her cheeks. She sw

red when he finall

d gently, a smile twisting on her lips

. She smelt like flowers and champagne, and for a mom

he muttered, her

n't he

*

r forehead against the cool glass. Her dress had slipped, displaying more of

lder as she chuckled, fumbling with her keys. They finally got the d

aid, her voice ge

ts. She turned to him, her eyes glinting, and without warning, she grasped th

, coming closer, forcin

his hands reflexively goi

, pushing his head down,

ng the warmth of her flesh, the softness that haunted his nightmares. She whi

apped her legs around him, and he carried her to the

his," he rasped, hi

rmured, pushing him c

er hands struggled with his belt, pulling at his s

nding, and he was ready to lose himself, to f

*

oor o

shoulder, his pants half undone,

a happy vo

didn't move, her lips twistin

nt smile on his lips that slowly faded as he took in the scene – Raymond's half-n

She pulled Raymond off her gently, sitting up, t

pallid, straining to fasten h

his?" Greg's voice

f they were alone. "You weren't supposed to see this," sh

sweet grin. "Aw, to the love of my life, can't wait

urder in them, before returning

a hand dismissively

The perfume of her flesh still clung to him,

ut he didn't move. "We'l

the lips, slow and deliberate, her

darling," sh

nt, the door slamm

ut a deep si

*

ging open, belt undone, guilt

ck was that?

wer on the table, her eyes cold once m

me up!" h

did you let your dick drive yo

blood drain

plied, voice shaking. "

pushing a finger t

ed, the desperation in his

said, her voi

shut behind him, the echo booming in his ea

*

his knuckles became white. He pushed the car into drive, rushin

hell was

want her, even

ss, blending with the recollection of her body under his, her voice urging h

red light, his chest heavin

pry into her life, and to learn the

e what he wanted the mo

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