Elena's heart pounded in her chest as she reluctantly followed Liam into the wedding dress shop. She was seething with anger, her cheeks flushed with resentment as they entered the store. She couldn't believe she was here, in a place that symbolized everything she didn't want—forced into an arranged marriage with her rude and arrogant boss, Liam Hemsworth. Liam, walking several steps ahead of Elena, appeared completely nonchalant, his hands casually tucked into the pockets of his designer suit. He glanced back at her briefly, his eyes flickering with mild curiosity but devoid of any sympathy or understanding.Inside, the shop was a sanctuary of lace, tulle, and satin. A delicate fragrance of flowers and fabric wafted through the air. Rows of pristine white wedding gowns lined the racks, each one more extravagant than the last.A shop assistant approached with a friendly smile, oblivious to the tension in the air. "Good afternoon. How can I assist you today?" She said in native Thai la
Three days remained until the impending wedding, and Elena's life felt like a whirlwind of preparations, emotions, and a looming sense of dread. Her phone suddenly rang, and she glanced at the caller ID, her surprise evident when she saw Liam's name displayed on the screen. She hesitated before answering, her voice cautious. "Hello?"Liam's voice came through the line, his tone surprisingly soft and inquiring. "Elena, what's the name of your favorite restaurant?"Elena's eyes widened at the unexpected question. Liam had never shown this level of interest in her preferences before. She hesitated for a moment, her mind racing, before finally responding, "It's La Petite Bistro.""La Petite Bistro," Liam repeated, the words rolling off his tongue. "Thank you, Elena. That's all I needed to know." Before Elena could react or ask any questions, Liam simply hung up, leaving her with a bewildered expression and a rush of conflicting emotions. She couldn't understand Liam's behavior. Why had
In their mansion, after the evening gyrations had died down, and it was left with only Liam and Elena, he went into the shower. Elena undressed and waited for him to finish."What are you doing there?" he called out."Er, waiting for you?" Her heart was already hammering in her chest."Step into the shower with me," he said. His masculine voice sent chills down Elena's spine.Elena couldn't stop her trembling. Was this about to happen? Was she about to see Liam in his... naked glory? And after that? "Elena!""Coming."Elena didn't know what to do with herself. She was standing awkwardly by the door, like a burglar waiting for the right moment to peel into the room and do away with the spoil. She could hear the soft trickle of the water, and each sound brought her another bout of panic. "I didn't call you to listen to me bathe," Liam said. "Step in here.""Sir, you're naked..." It came out as a squeaky question."Yes, I am. What about that?""Maybe you finish up and I —""Shut up a
After Elena was sure she had gotten used to the warmth of Liam's throbbing dick, she began to slowly lift her tits up and down the length of his dick.The lube between and on her breasts made a squishy sound as it rolled around his dick. The cap was a glistening pink, and when Elena went all the way down, it appeared above her cleavage and she held down the need to enclose her mouth on it.She kept up the pace, slowly working her boss –now husband– through a journey of mind blowing pleasure. He threw his head back, taking in the feeling of his dick traveling through those mounds of flesh which he had spent all these months fantasizing about. He could hear her heartbeat on his cock, and the sounds of the titfuck drove him crazy. Elena picked up pace. Up and down, she milked him. Rolled, bobbed, compressed, pulled. She touched every point he wanted, she applied just the perfect pressure, she made him not want to lose her for anything."Tell me what you feel," he heard her say, catchin
He wanted to touch her hair, to follow the rhythm of the movement of her head, but he remembered he was tied.Already the loose binds were slipping off, but he remained still, feeling this moment. He was now concentrating on holding back for a little more time. He didn't want this to end.The feel of Elena's mouth was nothing like he had ever felt before. The steadiness and perfection of it awed him.In the midst of these thoughts, a thread of dark thoughts began to find its way into his mind as he watched her suck him off:How did she get so good?She couldn't have been this good by a few nights out with her ex, or even by seeing adult movies. No. This level of precision could only have come with practice. Constant practice.The man in the hat... He appeared again at the wedding. She saw him.Practice.A rushing cloud of jealousy hit Liam and made him disoriented. His dick, even though he was close to coming, caught the dampness and began to go flaccid in Elena's mouth.She looked up
Elena's thumb tapped her phone screen off, but it didn't help matters. Liam had already seen what he needed to see and was ready to rain the bullets."You're going to meet a man already?" Liam thundered. "On your first night of marriage?"The banging in Elena's head picked up a notch. Her energy was quickly dissipating. Where did the damn message say she was going out to meet a man that night? She decided to ignore Liam. Ignore the pain, they said, and it will go away.But not in this case."Well, I've had a rough time myself," said Liam, "so, I cannot handle this situation myself. It is too big for me. Hmm?"Elena's eyebrows furrowed. What was coming next?"Tomorrow by 8 am," Liam said, "you shall have a meeting with my family, and you'll explain that chat. Okay? The Hemsworth family does not condone infidelity, especially if it begins on the very first night of marriage." He paused. "You can invite your own family, too. To be fair.""There's nothing to explain, Liam," she said, know
He was almost as tall as Liam, only that he stooped a little. He had a fire in his eyes that spoke of so much knowledge. Elena was looking into the eyes of the founder of EliteCorp."What is your name?" he asked."My name is Elena Cooper." She tried to raise her voice to an audible level. The fever was getting worse. She hoped the man would notice."You got married to my son without my consent, right? What were you thinking?" His voice was void of any emotions. Almost the same as Liam's.Elena stared at the ground. The living room where they were seemed smaller than it was. What was this now?"Why are you acting like you don't know what you did?" he thundered. Then after a pause, he asked, "Who is your father? Is he in the country?"A man who sets his daughter up, and then sells her off to a ruthless man to pay for his sins. "He's a businessman," Liam's wife answered."And what is the circumstance behind this damn conspiracy of a marriage? Why wasn't I allowed to see and assess the da
Liam saw his father sitting casually in the living room, sipping at a glass of vodka. Liam was seething with rage, and tried all on his power to keep it in check.His father only glanced at him, them turned back to the TV. Liam wanted to turn the TV off, but he knew that'd be worsening the issue. He sat on the edge of a sofa, and cleared his throat."Father, what is this I heard you did?" he said calmly."And what did you hear that I did?" Father and son had the choleric temperament, and each of them knew the extent to which the other could go in achieving his goals. "You chased my wife out of my house, back to her family.""That is not what I did." The older man reduced the volume of the TV, and turned to face his son squarely. "Whoever gave you that information is a big liar who needs to be punished."After a confused pause, Liam asked, "What happened then? Elena isn't anywhere in this house.""First of all, Liam, what do you see me as? Tell me. What impression do I make to you?""