Forbidden Lust by Irene ofure

While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

Katie Oettgen

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

Romance Crime Revenge Pregnancy Enemies to Lovers Pregnancy Personal Growth

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{ JOSEPHINE's APARTMENT, Malibu 8: 38pm }

"Faster! Go deeper!!" Melody hysterically moan, her eyes were shut and her body was squirming like a jellyfish.

Storms of pleasure sped through her skin as she clutched the pillow which was under her head —she couldn't get enough of this man, she wanted more of him.

The large masculine body of this man hovers on top of her, his enormous body resting on her small body while his hands grip her waistline passively.

This man was plunging deeper into her pussy, his deep pleasing groans were flying past her ears which were a few inches away from his face.

His thrusts were relentless, his rhymes were strong that she felt pains —but those pains were near to sweet pleasure.

Well, talk more of a nymphomaniac sister and a sex god brother!

"You are delicious, sister!" Eleven flattered, his lustful eyes staring directly at the lustful face of his sister.

Melody wriggled her body in tempo with his motions, slowly opening her ocean eyes as she raised her hands and rested them on his broad shoulders.

For a second, Eleven pulled his chest from hers but his cock was still inside her —Melody watched him, she was inwardly checking out his peach.

Her elder brother is the most handsome man she had thought she have ever known, he's got pink lips, shining grey orbs, and black flaxen hair.

He always wears a stud earring in his right ear, making him look sexily hot, and on his left arm; he tattooed her name.

"Go faster, will you?" Melody moaned in demands, her soft voice echoing around the room.

Meanwhile, Eleven chuckled at her emphasis, he slowed his tempo as he abruptly paused her.

Snapping his head to the window of the room, it was nighttime already and the moonlight could be seen, striking its beautiful rays at the window pane.

Melody frowned at her elder brother's halt. "Hey, what's wrong? What are you staring at?" She asked.

Eleven bent his head to Melody, he was still resting on top of her while his hardened cock was still plunging inside her juicy cunt —the warm feeling is heavenly!

"I don't like it when you act like you are the boss here," he rasped at her, but then, with a sweet smile on his face.

Melody shivered, she knew his smile was a dangerous one and she knew what her elder brother was capable of doing to her when he laughs foolishly.

Melody’s face quickly softened into a bleak one, and her hands which were gripping Eleven's shoulders pulled down immediately as she began to struggle with how to push him off her body.

"Get off me!" She growled, but Eleven was adamant not to go just yet.

"Trying to push me off, huh?" He snickered, cheekily.

Melody hung back on hearing his words, and she dragged her hands down from his shoulders.

"Tell me, Melody. How would you survive when you get your attacked by your nymphomaniac again?" Eleven asked, worrying his bottom lip as if he was concerned about her.

But hell, he wasn't...

Melody slinked her arms around her belly, her ocean blue eyes fading at her elder brother as she was lost in a brief thought.

If Eleven doesn't ease her sexual cravings, then who will?

Moreover, Eleven was the main reason why she has a nymphomaniac after the first sex they had that very stormy night three years ago.

Eleven snorted a snicker at his kid sister's speechlessness, he knew he got her defenseless. "....Cat got your tongues, huh?" He sneered.

Eleven knew he was the one at fault for intimidating his kid sister into having sex with him that rainy night when they were home alone, but he did that sinful act with her that night for one reason...

No doubt, it was the best night he ever had in his life, his kid sister's pussy was the sweetest he has ever tasted!

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