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Chapter 39. "Temptation."

Now that he has power, he cannot resist the temptation to use it. Where there are mega-opportunities, there is micro-dictatorship.

Dr. House.

I love women, their smile, their mischievous gaze, their fragrant hair that I want to inhale every second, their gentle hands, the curves on their bodies...

A woman is a real crush of a man, I always knew that no man can resist a beautiful woman.

But I confess, honestly, I was inspired and went crazy by a woman's body, I loved to know this miracle invented by nature, I enjoyed the sight of a girl lying on my silk sheets and bending on them like a snake caught in a trap.

I love power and dominance, I love to see fear and pleasure in a woman's eyes at the same time, I loved to play with them, but I never gave in to the temptation of love...

- What is love? What does it feel like to know that feeling? Maybe you can answer me, whoever is reading this... have you encountered the feelings of love? What is it like to be loved?

I have known many people who have loved, they spoke of love with sparks in their eyes and full of inspiration. One acquaintance said, -Women should love with their eyes, but when you start to feel them with your body, you awaken very different feelings, you are ready to do anything to touch her lips again and feel the fragrance of her skin.

I don't know what I feel for Joanna, I can't explain these feelings, but I can't believe it's love, either. Love probably isn't like that, but it's like I appreciate her, I cherish her, but at the same time I don't understand what she's doing in my life...

I can't compare Joanna to the other girls I've had in my life, she's unlike the others, she's like a limited edition that only comes out once and never gets repeated...

She was broken, I hugged her and she just sobbed into my shirt, I really hated myself because I was hurting everyone, Joanna isn't the first person to call me selfish and a person without feelings, but, seeing her crying just tore at my soul.

- Please, my little birdie, don't cry. - I stroked her on the head.

- I hate you Edmund, don't you realize you're hurting me? - She got away from me and started screaming, - I'm tired of you! From all your lies to me! From the fact that you just bought me like a thing! I hate your whole lying Wright family! - She started screaming and punching me in the chest.

- Don't talk about my family like that! - I said calmly.

- I will speak! That you and your father are two perverted pedophiles! - She yelled, to which I grabbed her by the neck.

- Shut your mouth! You're nobody to talk about my father like that, just because I smile at you Joanna doesn't mean I'm nice to you! - I shouted.

- Leave me alone! Leave me alone! - She kept pounding my chest

- You're lying to yourself Joanna! I've been in your head for a long time and you can't just get rid of me! I remember the way you raved in your dreams, the way you confessed your love to me, you loved watching me make love to Stacy, you wanted to be in her shoes, because then why did you marry me? You gave in to that temptation because you fell in love with me!

- Are you proud of that? Yes? That you broke my heart, does it give you pleasure? Come on, rape me, that's all you're capable of! - She cried, but I just pressed her to me and greedily nibbled on her plump lips, she answered me immediately, this hatred and anger that was between us, it was like she exploded like a volcano, I picked her up and threw her on the bed, I threw the bouquet of roses on the floor and began to greedily kiss the girl.

I bit her lips to blood, she pulled my hair, wrapped her legs around my torso, I went to her neck and left greedy and painful hickeys, she had to be punished for her dirty and sharp tongue.

I tore the hell out of that dress, the sight of her underwear in lace showed me, in one motion her bra was already ripped and I began kissing her lush breasts, Joanna moaning, trying every way she could to crawl away from me, but nothing came out.

- You can't get out. - I said and bit her swollen cherry, which made her cry out, and I turned her over on her stomach and started kissing her heel, and then I told her.

- It's time to apologize, little birdie. - Said I and slapped her on the buttock, she screamed.

- Edmund stop!

- Start! Repent of your sins, honey.

- You're the sinner, not me! - She said, for which she received a hard blow.

- Wrong answer, do you know that at this rate you won't be able to sit down for a week?

- I hate you! - and I hit her again.

- I'm giving you one last chance.

- I'm sorry, okay, I was being naughty. - She started to give up.

- Keep going! - And I hit her again.

- Stop it," she tried to roll over, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I was rude to you. Please forgive me.

- Okay, I'll forgive you for today. - I replied and began to kiss her buttocks red from the blow, I was crazy about her, about her character and body. And I was happy to have power over such a beautiful girl.

I turned the girl over and kissed her lips again, our tongues danced a real Spanish tango, though she was inept at kissing, it only turned me on. Her little hands roamed my torso, she ran her hand over my groin and immediately removed it.

- Are you afraid? - I smiled slyly, she was all embarrassed, but I continued to kiss her and through the kisses I said, "Soon, you'll know what it is to be in the arms of Edmund Wright's selfish man...

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What could a rude selfish man and an ordinary girl possibly have in common? How can they be together when they know they don't fit together at all?
These thoughts might occur to anyone who has already started reading this story, but I think there is definitely an answer to that question here...

He knew that Joanna wanted him, and he was burning with this desire, but now was not the right time for it, because he was thinking about how to prove to the brown-haired girl that he was not the man everyone knew, that he was also capable of some feelings, at least he hoped so, somewhere in the back of his mind...

- I'm sorry," he whispered and got up from the bed with a quick kiss on the girl's lips.

- Why did you stop? What's the matter, Edmund? Aren't you attracted to me as a girl? - Oh, yes, I'm not Stacy the secretary or Viviana the Italian, I'm just an ordinary Joanna with a man's character, you're not attracted to me... - There was hurt and resentment in her voice, and the brunette knew that her words were true in some way, but he didn't want to believe it, it wasn't about what she looked like, it was about him... he didn't want to hurt her.

- Don't jump to conclusions, honey. - he said, and walked over to the coffee table, taking a bottle of champagne that had already been opened, he poured himself a full glass and drank it in one gulp.

- "You should hear yourself, it sounds disgusting, you already made me suffer when you signed an agreement with my father and took me under your 'wing'.

- I made the right decision. - He kept looking out the window," I saved you and you should be grateful to me.

- Forgive you for what? Do I have to thank you, too? Isn't that too much to ask? Or do I have to get down on my knees?

- If you knew the truth, you wouldn't be talking like this, little birdie. - Edmund said and just walked out of the room...

These words made Joanna think, and now, besides the basic question of who Edmund Wright was, a second question arose in her mind - why did he appear in her worthless life???

From the author:

Hello there, my good people. What do you think of this chapter?

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