The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

“Why are you here?” She asked, surprised.

“I came to see you. To check if were alright.” He answered huskily. His voice caused her heart to flutter and her pussy to throb in need, need to have that face of his deep in between her legs.

She just couldn’t control the wild feelings and imagination she had whenever she saw him. This man was gonna be her downfall, sooner or later.

The look on his face told her he knew exactly what she was thinking. He knew how much he affected her with just a single glance, how much he made her wet.

She could feel the dampness in between her legs grow. She knew if he didn’t touch her soon, she wouldn’t rest till he Made her cum.

Curse him for making her feel so vulnerable. For making her feel so horny. Thanks to him, she was now a horny bitch who couldn’t live a day without his touch.

“You could join us for breakfast and maybe help us with the decorations after that?” Dionne suggested with a smile, breaking the silence between the two of them. Or maybe the eye fucking session they were just having!

“Sure. I’ll love that,” he replied, eyeing Riri from the conner of his eye.

“I’ll go help Vee set the table!” She rushed her words and ran away from the sitting room, away from his prying and seductive gaze, away from his burning gaze that was about to set her on fire. A fire only he could clench.

She rushed back into the kitchen in small pants.

“Are you alright?” Vee asked, furrowing her brows in amazement.

Alright? How could she be alright when there is a sexy young man out there who doesn’t fail to take her breath away and make her want him. Badly.

“I’m fine,” She replied.

“If you say so.”

“Why is he here?” She suddenly asked.

“Why is who here?” She arched her brows in confusion.

“Drake.”

“Oh, your professor. Mom invited him over for breakfast as a ‘Thank you for saving your life’. You know you’d be really dead if he didn’t show up.”

“You think I don’t know that,” she rolled her eyes. “I wonder why mom is acting so nice to him.”

Her mother never acted nice to any of her male friends in the past. She didn’t want her being close to any guy maybe it was because the guy she is supposedly supposed to marry is very possessive.

“How do you expect her to treat him? He saved your life for Christ sake! She’s just showing gratitude.”

“I know but she acts too familiar with him. Like she’s known him for years.”

“You’re weird,” she frowned.

“It’s not weird. I just simply noted an observation.”

“Whatever! Come help me set the table. I don’t wanna hear any more of your observations,” she said with an eye roll.

“I hate you!” She gritted.

“And I love you too, sis,” she smirked.

Once they had both set the table, they sat on their various seats. Vee was sitting beside Riri but Drake walked over and whispered something into her ears that made her smile.

And just like that, she left her seat and went to seat somewhere else. He smirked and sat beside her.

Riri’s jaw dropped, Vee never left her seat for anyone not even mom! His arms brushed hers slightly and she felt a shivery sensation. She felt her stomach do a flip, heat slowly rising up to her core.

God! Why did he have to be this close to her? His proximity was tempting, arousing in her pleasurable sparks with just the mere touch of their skins.

She wondered if she would be able to have a proper breakfast with him this close to her.

Damn you, Vee for leaving your seat! She glared at her sister who in turn let out a mischievous smile.

Drake helped Riri dish out her food in her plate. This caused her cheeks to flush. She didn’t want her mom and dad to think she was dating him in any way. She wasn’t sure yet what their relationship really was.

“Thank you,” she mumbled.

“You’re welcome,” he whispered, his lips slightly brushing her earlobe. She gasped slightly, feeling her panties dampen and butterflies storm her stomach like a sea of storms.

“So, let’s eat!” Dionne suggested with a smile. She didn’t even seem upset about what just happened. If it were some other guy that did that, she would have chased him out of the house without a second thought. Who was this guy?

The soon started eating. Drake drank a glass of water and complimented, “This meal is really delicious, Riri did you cook this?” He eyed her.

“I did,” Vee giggled.

“Never knew you were this good of a cook. This is wonderful!”

“Both my daughters are great cooks, I made sure they learned how to cook from an early age!” Dionne noted proudly.

If she didn’t know otherwise, she would think she was trying to make Riri look impressive before his eyes.

“That’s wonderful! So that means you will be able to cook for me when we get married!” He let the beans spill before he could help it.

She suddenly choked on her juice, color rushing up her cheeks. Marriage? Who was talking about marriage? She expected her mother to say she belonged to someone else but she didn’t even utter a word. What was really going on?

She scanned the room and their eyes were on her as if expecting her reply. Gosh, she was supposed to be betrothed so why the expectant faces?Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Her mind was thrown into confusion and their stares made matters worse. She was agitated and she wished she could bury herself several feet below where no one would ever find her.

She bit her lips and replied nervously, “I… U-uh… I b-better take my leave. I’m k-kinda pressed!” She swiftly rose to her feet and ran out of the dining room.

“You should never have said that,” Nate said with a frown.

“I didn’t mean to make her feel uncomfortable, it was a slip of the tongue.”

“I don’t like this game you’re playing. You should tell her who you really are and save us this much drama.”

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“Wow, this place looks gorgeous!” Miranda gushed looked around Jackie’s new and luxurious apartment.

“Thanks. You know this new change is not bad at all. Now, I can throw as much parties I want, bring in as much men as I want. No parents, no one can control me anymore!” She let out a victorious smile.

“You know I envy you, I wish I had your life. I was wish I was free from my sick and controlling parents.” She told with a look of displeasure and contempt.

“Lucky for you, I have a spare room in this house, you can come live with me. It would be nice to have company, so I don’t get lonely.”

“Really? Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” She hugged her, excited.

“It’s alright. Your plan failed, what’s plan B?” She questioned, her face slowly becoming serious.

“Don’t worry, I have a plan that would get rid of her for good and this one won’t fail.”

“I hope it doesn’t. I want her off the surface of this earth as soon as possible!”