The Villain's Wife (Book 2)

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{WARNING: R18 AHEAD SKIP IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE}

Thunder rumbled, the cold wind hugged Jennie's skin. She shivered as she eyed the dark skies, being lit by bolts of lightning.

Jennie never expected that it would rain tonight. Not that she didn't like it. She liked seeing the grass turn greener after a night of rain. The exotic smell of wet earth that reminded her of home.

What is home? Jennie smiled inwardly.

"Hey. You should probably close the window. The rain is getting harder. There will be a storm tonight. Some parts of Seoul have already lost their electricity." She felt Lisa hugged her from behind. His other hand reached out to close the window in front of Jennie.

"I never thought that rain would one day become therapeutic." She uttered as she felt him inhale her scent.

"You smell so good." He uttered, his voice low. "You smell like home." Jennie smiled when she heard him. By now, both of them knew that home was not a place. It was an idea, a concept. It was a concept of them being together.

Years ago, Jennie thought her home was the Facci Group. However, now...

She turned towards him. Folding her arms around his neck, Jennie lifted her chin, her gaze lingered at his lips before she finally stared at his eyes. She could smell his masculine musk.

A gentle smile dangled on Lisa's lips as he leaned in closer, the dimly lit room made his handsome features more pronounced. Slowly, his lips touched hers. It was a light kiss, one that ended just as quickly as it arrived.

Lisa then rested his forehead on hers, their faces were inches apart, they could feel each other's hot breath travel across their skin. Jennie chuckled, she could feel her pulse quicken.

Was it even possible to get aroused just by being this close to her man? She felt the need, the lust inside her started to intensify. So much so that her heart started drumming against her chest. As if she was in danger.

Maybe she was really in danger. A different type of danger. The type of danger where she would easily lose the precious child inside her once she became careless. The desire in her eyes only intensified when she felt his hardened manhood press against her stomach.

She swallowed her non-existent saliva, her mouth felt dry- so dry. She closed her eyes, hiding the urges swirling in her orbs. Slowly, she felt him tilt his head, lowering his lips towards hers.

This time, the kiss was not light nor quick. His hands started stroking her waist, gently caressing her body before it landed on her breast. Jennie flinched. She felt her urge and desire explode like hot lava, melting away her sanity.

In less than a minute, Jennie felt her heart pound against her so hard, threatening to jump out of her chest. Maybe it was the excitement, maybe it was her pent up desire or maybe it was the fact that she was nervous. Either way, Jennie wanted this. She wanted to touch him, feel him. She wanted him, inside her.

She felt him wrap his arms around her body as he carried her towards their bed. Jennie was so engrossed in her own urge and desire that she did not notice him open her robe, revealing her naked body underneath.

He stared at her for a few minutes, his eyes turning from gentle to intimate faster than she could even blink. Once again, he leaned in for a kiss, his lips sealing hers. His hands started trailing along the curves of her chest, making her breath hitch in the process.

Eagerness instantly reared its way into Jennie. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.

Suddenly, she felt his hands halt at her waist. He let out a deep groan filled with anguish and deprivation as he stopped. He drew his head back, forcing himself to stop kissing her.