𝐌𝐫. 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲| 彡

𝑂𝑛𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔...

❝Your wife is calling. I think you need to take it, or better, you ought to leave.❞ She folded her arms, a series of goosebumps simmering over her warm ivory skin the more my intimidating strides brought me closer to her.

My sapphire orbs lured her hydrangea ones into a manipulative hypnosis the moment my robust arms caged her against the sumptuous desk, allowing me to stare down at her from up above, like a god. Her god.

❝I could do that, but in return...❞ I brought my face closer, my nose precisely caressing the tenderness of her erratic pulse as I teasingly brushed my lips over her sensitive spot, ❝-you'll let me finger you good, right here, on this table.❞ She wasn't ready for the way I tugged her champagne blonde hair back to lay her on the platform, shamelessly trailing my hungry eyes down to her thighs.

❝From what I've gathered, voyeurism seems to be your vice,❞ her dulcet voice was a little erratic, but so seductively soothing. I'd like to see how long she keeps up with this composure around a fierce man like me; she was so intriguing, a fucking challenge...

❝You don't seem to be complaining. We all have a dark side, after all.❞ I smirked, my ringed, large, veiny hand pushing the velvety fabric of her dress up, my feral desire igniting a side of me I'd never known. ❝Answer the call with your pretty legs spread for me, hermosa.❞

𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝓥𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓷.
He is a wealthy man, clean reputation, well-perceived in society. Everyone thought him to be happy, especially with a loyal and supportive wife by his side. Misguided misconception at its finest. And this proved to be true the moment he lay his eyes on the most enticing, forbidden woman he'd ever seen. He shouldn't have succumbed to sin, but he couldn't stay away, especially with his wife's oblivion; for better or for worse...right?

Amazing book cover by: @typinchapters ♡