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Ayva’s POVI’d only ever kissed Justin three times and those times, I realized that not once was I sober. The first two kisses, I’d been so tipsy when it happened and the third, I didn’t even know it was him until we started kissing. But one thing all those kisses had in common was how they made me feel, despite being drunk. I also noticed how he usually tasted like strawberry-flavored Gatorade. And as much as I hated strawberry, I loved it when I tasted it on him. And now that I was fully sober, I couldn’t help but feel drunk by him. His taste, his scent, his everything, intoxicated me and I couldn’t get enough. Justin cradled my face in his hands as his lips continued to massage mine as if he couldn’t get enough of me. I could taste the wine we had earlier on him and somehow I thought it tasted better. One hand reached for my waist and he pulled me closer to him, till we were pressed against each other in ways that made certain thoughts swirl in my head. ‘This is wrong. This sho
The Perfect Retribution Chapter Seventy Four
Justin’s POV“Are you going to say something?” Ayva asked after a moment as I was yet to answer the question she asked. “What do you want me to say?” I asked stupidly before realizing that I’d said the wrong words. “What I meant was I thought we were clear about how I felt for you,” I said, hoping she’d let the question go but of course that never happened. There was a tense silence in the car and I didn’t need to look her in the face before knowing that there was a frown on it. A hand left the steering wheel and reached out to touch her but she swiftly moved her hand out of my reach, her gaze outside the window. “Ayva,” I called her name, my glance alternating between the road and her side profile. “You’re mad at me.”“I asked you a question and you avoided it, was that supposed to make me happy?” She snapped.“What do you want to hear? How I feel about you? You know that already. You’ve known that for years now.” Everyone who knew me well knew how I felt about Ayva. I might have
The Perfect Retribution Chapter Seventy Five
Ayva’s POV“What do you mean it wasn’t a date?” Olivia exclaimed with wide eyes and opened mouth. I groaned, still feeling drowsy. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand, as I looked up at her with half-open eyes. “Can I go back to sleep now?” I asked as I moved back to a sleeping position in my bed. “No. Not until you tell me everything!” She said, pulling my arm to drag me up. “Come on Liv,” I cried as I pulled myself up to a sitting position. When I arrived home the previous night, I was relieved to see Olivia passed out on the couch in the living room because I knew she would have questioned me tirelessly if she’d been awake. I’d hoped I’d be able to prolong that conversation for as long as possible but well Olivia had other plans because the first thing she did when she woke up was hop into my bed and start interrogating me. “I’ve told you everything. Let me sleep, please. I’m tired.” I mumbled, a yawn escaping my lips. “Did you have sex with him?” She suddenly asked, he
The Perfect Retribution Chapter Seventy Six
Justin’s POV“If it isn’t the man of the hour. The one that deserves all praises.” Aiden said as he approached me, stretching his hand out for a handshake. My jaw clenched together as I slowly raised my hand and accepted his handshake. If it weren’t for the many people watching in the room, I wouldn’t have accepted it. Something about the guy’s presence pisses me off. I don’t care if he wasn’t Zion, I was always going to treat him like the trash Zion was. “Congratulations.” He said, but it sounded nothing genuine. It sounded very different from the congratulatory words I’d been told by others all day. It sounded as if he was mocking me. But well, jokes on him ‘cause I could make or break him now. When I first walked into the conference meeting that morning and saw him amongst the investors that had been requesting a meeting with me for the past thirteen months, I’d been so pissed that I wanted to reject their proposal without even hearing what it was. But then something stopped me f
The Perfect Retribution Chapter Seventy Seven
Ayva's POVMy eyes were glued to Justin's, I couldn't look away no matter how much I tried to. My heart, wrenched tightly in my chest as if I'd just been betrayed by the only person I trusted in the world. 'He didn't betray me. He did no wrong. She's his wife.' I kept chanting in my head as I tried to convince myself that Justin didn't do anything wrong and I had no right to feel heartbroken by the fact that his wife was his date. But they were supposed to be getting a divorce. Did he change his mind on that? Did he lie to me about getting a divorce with her?'You shouldn't have come here.' A voice in my head said and I couldn't agree anymore with it. I should have turned down Aiden's invitation to be his date at the party. I should have trusted my gut feeling and stayed home instead. I glanced at Aiden wondering if he'd purposefully left out the part that Justin would be present at the party. Maybe he'd thought doing that would increase my chances of accepting his invitation. And
The Perfect Retribution Chapter Seventy Eight
Justin’s POV“What are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be here!” Ayva spat, her eyes throwing angry daggers at me. With both hands in my pants pocket, I took a step closer to her. “Why did you come here with him?” I asked her and the rage in her eyes intensified. She clenched her teeth and took an intimidating step forward so that the space between us was just a little short of two feet. Her neck was craned back, so she could meet my eyes in a fierce glare.“What? You’re allowed to be here with your wife and I can’t do the same?” She scoffed bitterly, before looking me dead in the eye again. “Don’t piss me off because I swear you would regret it if you do.” She snarled before stepping out of my way to walk towards the door. I grabbed her wrist before she could leave and yanked her back towards me so hard that her body slammed against my chest. She shoved at my chest and tried to get out of my grasp but I only tightened my hold around her waist. She was fuming with rage, every
The Perfect Retribution Chapter Seventy Nine
Ayva’s POV‘I’m in love with you, Ayva.’ Justin’s words echoed in my ears. It wasn’t my imagination, he’d truly said it. He’d just told me how he felt about me. Justin, the man who never voiced out his emotion just told me that he loved me, why? Was it because he knew it was exactly what I wanted to hear or did he genuinely mean it? Was he just saying it to get my attention? To get me to not leave him behind?I couldn’t understand the motive behind his confession so I turned around to face him. “Why?” I questioned. He couldn’t just drop a bomb like that without an ulterior motive. I mean if explicitly asked him about his feelings for me and he never said the words I wanted to hear. He never said the words he said just a few minutes ago. His brow furrowed in confusion. “I… don’t understand what you’re asking me.” “I said, why?” I reiterated, taking a few steps closer to him. “Why are you saying this? Why did you say that? Why now? What’s your motive behind this.” I couldn’t keep m
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Justin’s POV“What the fuck is going on here?” Aiden spat, his eyes glowering at me. I paid him no mind and instead picked up my shirt and jacket that I’d discarded earlier. His gaze remained on me as I got dressed. “Ayva,” he called, directing his gaze to her. Ayva frantically tried to arrange her hair that had been disheveled by me, she looked guilty as if she’d been caught doing what she wasn’t supposed to. “Why the hell were you here with him? How could you do this with him when you came here as my date.” He sounded disappointed taking a step closer to her when she didn’t reply to any of his questions. I quickly moved to her front, as if trying to protect her from him. “Back off!” I spat, taking a threatening stance. I noticed how tightly his hands were balled up and with the way he glared at me, I could tell he wanted nothing more than to just punch me in the face. And I was waiting for him to do that. I was waiting for him to throw the first punch so that I’d have an excuse
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