The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

“I like the sound of that. My woman can never be a weakling!”

He growled into her ears, holding her waist from behind and pulling his body into hers. She found the heat of his body soothing and enticing.

His woman? She felt shivers run up her spine at the mention of that word ‘woman’.

She was gonna tell him not to call her that again, but then she kicked against the idea. She actually liked the word. She liked it when he called her his woman.

“Now open your eyes and face your fears. The crowd can’t harm you.” He leaned into her ears and whispered, placing his big and callous palm on her shoulders.

She slowly opened her eyes, her vision fuzzy at first, but it slowly became distinct.

She looked over at the crowd with her heart racing in her chest and her warm breath heavy. After a while, when she saw she didn’t have another episode of a panic attack from staring at the crowd, she squeaked. She wasn’t afraid anymore. She had overcome her fears.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Turning to him, she unexpectedly clasped her lips with his. He was taken aback at first, but he wasted no time in kissing her back. How could he not kiss those heavenly lips of hers?

“Hem, hem.” They heard someone clear their throat, and they were forced to reluctantly pull away from the kiss. Not again!

They glanced at the person who had interrupted them, and it was Kimberly. She had a wide grin on her face, and she wished for nothing but to smack that grin off her face. How dare she ruin her kiss? First it was Liam, now her?

“What? Don’t give me that look. You two just kissed for more than fifteen minutes. You wanna start another kissing marathon? Your guests are waiting, remember?”

“I hate you!” She gritted.

“And I love you too.” She winked. ” Sorry to interrupt your lovely moment, but look, I’m not here for you. I just wanna borrow your man for a few seconds. And please don’t cut off my neck in jealousy. Cause yeah, you’re a jealous freak.”

He is not my man! Hum maybe he is but… She was about to protest when she held his wrist and dragged Blake to a corner in the hall. The nerves!

A confused expression was plastered on his face as she dragged him away. Normally, he wouldn’t let just any woman touch him, not to talk of dragging him.

His fierce expression made women all too scared to even touch him. They could only admire him from afar. She was bold, he would give it to her. She’s lucky she’s Riri’s friend, else, she would have dropped dead instantly.

He wanted to get this over with, so he could go back to Riri, who would obviously be boiling with rage and jealousy. He had a lot of explaining to do, and she was gonna nag on and on about it. He subtly smiled, imagining how red her face would look right now.

She denied being his wife countless times, but she was more or less acting like one without even knowing it.

“The love you feel for her is so genuine, even the way you stare at her radiates your undying love and affection for her.”

He glanced at her, and she was pouting her lips in fury. She acted like she wasn’t looking at them, when in fact she was.

Kimberly chuckled at her priceless and jealous expression. “She’s in love with you, Blake. She just doesn’t know it, or maybe she doesn’t wanna admit it. The signs are glaring.”

“I know. And Blake?” He asked with creased forehead and she smiled sheepishly.

“I suppose Dionne told you guys? She just couldn’t keep it a secret.” He grimaced.

“Who wouldn’t suspect a thing? I mean, you guys were acting all lovey-dovey in front of her parents. And they didn’t say anything, knowing fully well their daughter was engaged! I’m surprised Riri still hasn’t picked up something. I would.”

“Don’t underestimate her. She’s pretty smart.” He glanced at her, smirking.

“Yeah, it’s either she’s playing dumb or she doesn’t have a clue at all.” She feigned a thinking face.

“Most likely the first option.”

They blabbed for a few minutes before she finally gave him a jotter to write something on.

Was she imagining things, or did she just see him smile at something she said? Were they seriously flirting right in front of her?

Shameless people. How dare he flirt with another woman in her face? He couldn’t even wait until he got home.

His brows were arched as he wrote something on the jotter. Was he seriously giving her his number? That traitor!

She crossed her arms as she gazed at them with fury and hurt burning in her eyes. She wanted to avoid admitting it, but she was mad jealous and the thought of him ditching her for Kimberly made her heart ache.

“Don’t sweat it, they are not doing anything, he’s probably just giving her an autograph.” Liam said from behind, startling her a little.

An autograph? Why would he be giving her an autograph? Was he a celebrity of sort? Liar! He’s most likely just covering up for his friend. What does he take her for? A fool?

“And why should I believe that? He even smiled. Maybe he likes her. She’s very hot, what guy wouldn’t want her?”

“She’s hot, no doubt.” He added with a lascivious voice, sweeping his gaze down her body.

She glanced at him weirdly. “Great! She’s gotten you, too?”

“Perhaps she has, but my point is Blake would never cheat on you. Not in this life, nor in the next. He is the most faithful guy I have ever seen. Too faithful for his own good. And he likes just you, so stop getting ideas in your head.” He paused a little before continuing,

“Occasionally, I tell him to loosen up and have some fun, but he’s always thinking about you. He never wants to hurt you. Always committed for life. Every so often, I wonder if it’s possible to be committed to one person, to love and to cherish that person only, for the rest of your lives.”

“I guess I would never find out, cause I suck at love and commitment! Being there, and my love always ends up in the dumpster.” He laughed, sadly.

She suddenly felt sorry for him. He must have hurt a couple of times. She was about saying something to console him when her eyes widened in realization of what he just said. Wait, back up! Did he just say Blake? Like seriously Blake?

Professor Drake is Blake?