Her Sinful Desire Claiming His Sons Bride

CHAPTER ONE

"Make sure your eyes are shut!" Lyra said as she covered her boyfriend's eyes and led him towards the entrance of the building. Today was their third year anniversary and Lyra had a whole lot of surprises in store for the day.

"Lyra, you know you don't have to do any of this right? We could've just had a quiet evening dinner at your place or mine. You didn't have to go all out." Gerald, her boyfriend, expressed.

Gerald's words stung a bit as Lyra had felt they should go big this year unlike the previous years where they just go to the park or some restaurant for dinner. She took it upon herself to create a thrilling experience for him this year.

Lyra snorted, "Don't worry, by the time you see what I have in store for you then you'll be so happy we didn't go with that boring idea of yours."

Gerald sighed. "Alright, if you say so."

Lyra smiled in elation, excitedness surged in her veins as they approached the building and the valet opened the door for them and Lyra led Gerald into the hall. The lights were switched off and beneath the darkness was where one of the surprises laid still, all hiding behind the chairs and tables and waiting for the right moment.

"SURPRISE!" The lights came back on as all the party guests came out from hiding and yelled in excitement at the celebrants. Lyra removed her hands from over his eyes and Gerald visibly flinched, being startled by seeing so many people in a room.

His eyes widened as he scanned through the guests, his friends from work were here, his old college mates, his siblings, Lyra's close friends, her friends from work as well and some of their neighbours. There were at least twenty–five people in the room and Gerald was taken aback by the numbers.

The venue was a party hall; it had a big banner with 'Happy Three Years Anniversary' slapped across it. Loved up pictures of Gerald and Lyra were all over the place; in any angle you would turn to, there was a picture of them plastered there. Gerald cringed, it was something he found quite uncomfortable.

There was music, a DJ by the corner shuffling the playlist and then his eyes went back to the happy invited guests, who were now dancing to the music, socializing with each other and some other had the red party cups in their hands, drinking.

Tables and chairs were set across the perimeter. A table was set aside at the edge of the room and it was stocked with gifts, they had bought gifts for them?

He swung around to face Lyra, who had a big smile on her face but he was the opposite of that— an unsatisfied frown sat on his lips but he quickly wiped it off before it could register in Lyra's mind. He immediately replaced it with a feigned smile.

"Lyra, this is—I feel this is a bit too much…" Gerald expressed in chagrin.

Lyra's smile dampened down a bit, "What, why do you say so? I just wanted something great for our third year anniversary. Aren't you excited?" She questioned. Gerald hesitated to answer as he didn't know how to delicately deliver his words in a way that won't get her more upset than she already was.

However, Lyra mistook Gerald's apathy for cold feet and figured that he was just reacting that way because he was taken unawares and brought into a room filled with people.

A teasing smirk slied her lips, "Are you shy, Gerald?" He remained quiet and she nudged his side playfully but he still didn't budge.

"Alright, I know what will put you in the mood." Her smirk morphed into a giddy smile as she reached for the back pocket of her jeans and began slowly drawing out something as she gradually got on her knees.

Realization slapped Gerald square in the face as he instantly knew what Lyra was about to do. His brows furrowed in contempt as he absolutely hated what Kyra was about to do, it didn't settle down well with him.