Chapter 96
Ariel
Anya smirked. “Who else do you think it was?”
Dmitri’s eyes shimmered with tears. “I loved you so much, Anya. Why didn’t you just tell me who you were?”
She sunk her ass on the edge of the chair and shrugged. “I was scared that you’d break up with me if you found out so I faked my death. The plan was to watch you from afar and make sure you were alright. I didn’t want a woman whom I couldn’t control to be around you so I sent Margaret to watch over you, fortunately, she was indebted to me,”
“Don’t you think you need to visit the hospital? Who sends a woman to fuck their man?”
“I do,” She flashed her teeth vilely. “The plan was going smoothly until you decided to get married to this bitch and fall for her. I couldn’t bear it anymore and then I thought to come back and get my man. It’s that simple,”
Dmitri paced around the room in frustrated struts, while drawing in shallow breaths to control his anger. “I have a question for you, Anya, and I want you to answer me truthfully. Who is the father of Liora?”
I gasped loudly, my face red from the discomfort I had to face from the crampy position Anya put me in.
“That’s a dumb question,” She retorted.
His hand circled her throat tightly, while she coughed violently, struggling hard to breathe. “Tell me the truth,”
“Let me go,” She forced the words out of her throat as she jabbed a syringe into his side and he staggered backward while I watched helplessly, desperately wanting to thrust a knife into her chest.
Anya held onto her throat and massaged it.
“What. did. you. do. to. me?” He groaned, sliding to the floor.
She dropped her gun on the floor and crawled toward him, her cleavages threatening to burst out of the low-neckline bodycon dress she wore.
“I want you, Dmitri. If you promise to do this with me, Ariel won’t get hurt,” She tossed her dress off and was left in a G-string pantie that cut into the middle of her ass.
Dmitri ignored her with his eyes shut, his veins popping out visibly from his forearms. He thrust into the air incessantly and then I realized that he had been given an aphrodisiac.
Anya’s brown orbs lit up with delight when she noticed that the aphrodisiac she had injected into him was taking its toll on him. He managed to crawl away from her, but he was still in a haze.
“Ariel,” My name slithered out of his lips while he tore his shirt off his body.
Upon noticing how distracted she was, I waddled to the spot where Anya had dropped the gun and snatched it. My hands were shaky but I summoned courage and pulled the trigger in a bid to shoot her, however, it clicked without any bullet flying out.
“You must be stupid to think that I’d leave the gun carelessly just so that you can shoot me. Now you’re going to regret going against me,” Anya chuckled darkly and snatched the remote.
She was about to press the button when Dmitri grabbed her hand.
“Ignore her. I’ll do whatever you want as long as you don’t hurt her,” He pleaded and she dropped the remote just within her reach.
A tear strolled down my cheek as I watched him wrap her arms around him. She straddled him, placing her legs by his side.
Her fingers worked fast on the zipper of his pants and in no time, his trousers had been ridden down to his feet. “Oh, how much I missed this. Don’t worry, I’ll help you feel better,” She moaned, stroking his dick.
The sight of her fondling her breast while running the pad of her thumb against the outline of his chest disgusted me and the heavy vase beside me looked like a good weapon.
Ignoring the pain in my legs, I mustered all the energy within me and raised the vase, smashing the vase against the back of her head. She fell flat on Dmitri’s body and then I rolled her away, helping him up.
I leaped to the remote and clicked on the button that would help release the electromagnetic cord from my legs. Finally, I was free again, but one glance at Dmitri and it was obvious that he was riding on the waves of a high level of testosterone.
Assured that Anya wouldn’t be waking up any time soon, I decided to finish up the work that she’d deviously begun.
“Open your eyes, Dmitri, it’s me,” I urged him on.
We already shared a strong chemistry so it wasn’t hard for me to get aroused even though guilt gnawed in my chest for what I was about to do.
Inundated by his desires, he flipped me over on the floor and pushed my dress up, moving my pantie to the side.
Without warning, he guided his cock into my dripping entrance, pumping his hard length into my core which I clamped around him. He rammed into me, his pace hard and unreasonably fast.
I’d have enjoyed it if he were in his right mind, but this was more like an act of duty.
I tried to move, feeling uncomfortable at the manner in which he fucked me, but his hands pinned me to the ground until his release burst out of him and he spread his hot semen into my walls.
“Dmitri,” I let out a painful moan, but he wasn’t done.
His dick was still hard and it continued to pound me while my orgasm built up. Pain mixed with the pleasure his huge shaft created seared within me as I spread my thighs wider.
I cupped his face so that our gazes would be upon each other. My pussy tingled and an ear-splitting scream crossed my throat, my body shuddering violently with the unusual kind of climax riding through me.
With a guttural groan, he chased another round of his release and spurted his seed inside me again.
His dark orbs bored into my face and the realization of what we had just done hit him hard. His dick softened inside of me while he gently pulled it out.
He helped me into a sitting position, brushing the straying strands of my hair behind my ear. “Did I hurt you?”
I was at a loss for how to reply to his question. The glimpse of guilt and regret was already evident on his face and telling him how much my abdomen hurt because of how hard fucked me would only make matters worse so I opted to keep quiet.
“I’m good,” A lie effortlessly swept out of my lips as I inclined my head, my lashes getting moist from the tears that had welled up again in my eyes.
He placed my head on his chest, his arm circling my waist. “God, Ariel, I don’t know what I did to you while I fought hard to break free from that aphrodisiac, but I want you to know that I’m very sorry for not being able to protect you…” His voice broke down while he trailed off.
“It’s not your fault. We should just be happy that we are alive,”
“But you can’t even look into my face and talk to me,” He noticed.
I smiled and trained my attention on him. “Are you happy now?”
He wanted to respond when we heard a muffled groan from Anya who tried to move, but her body wasn’t cooperating. Dmitri sneaked out of our cuddle and produced a gun from his holster.
Realizing what he was about to do, I jumped to my feet and stood in front of him, shaking my head.
“No, please, don’t do it, she is Liora’s biological mother,”
“Do you think I care? As long as I’m concerned, you are her only mother and the ‘biological’ mother you’re talking about didn’t only try to kill you, but she also wanted to rape me and destroy our marriage,”
“I understand, babe,” He blinked twice, obviously surprised at the name of endearment I used on him. “But how do you think Liora would feel if she found out that the man she looks up to as her hero murdered her real mother?”
He slowly dropped his hand and sighed. “So what do you suggest I do?”
The fact that I kicked against his plan to murder her didn’t mean I didn’t have a worse punishment in mind. I just didn’t want Dmitri to regret his actions later on.
I cast a glance at the weak Anya and grinned. “I have a plan,”