~Harriet~

I'd been an 18 year old academic intern at the Morgans’ co-operation, trying hard to prove to my own father that I was working hard to take on my late mother's business.

For years I'd been struggling while Kylie lived extravagantly–First daughter of the Anderson family. I scoffed. Her mother had born her out of an affair with my father when my mother couldn't have me yet.

After marrying the famous Rael Morgan, the man whom she had been pursuing for years, Miranda, my stepmother had not only made my life a living hell, but Kylie who'd been pretending to be the perfect sister had me raped and brutally murdered by hired men. At the dying minute, Kylie had revealed her true colors. Her true intention. She had done all that for what? My inheritance.

Not only had the people I called family betrayed me, but even my own Boyfriend, Jackson Hayes had been cheating on me. Pathetic, you would say, but life gave me a second chance. I had been reborn a week before my 19th birthday.

How could I let it slide? How could I forget the pain of having my dignity trampled upon by them? Was I to let them repeat the same thing they'd done? To let them murder me again this time? The answer was no. Infact, I was going to pay them back tenfold, starting with my step sister, Kylie.

Not only was I out to take whatever had belonged to me, but I will possess whatever belongs to them as well.

…

I licked my lips, my eyes glinting as I stepped into the car that had been parked for us. The cold man seated beside me had not even bothered to turn, making me bite my lip. It was as though we hadn't just engaged in something forbidden minutes ago.

“Drive.” came his cold, distant voice to the chauffeur who immediately started the car, driving off.

All the while, my gaze remained focused outside the window at the scenery of the city as it faded. Tomorrow was my nineteenth birthday, and as I thought about the events that occurred in my previous life, my gaze darkened.

I'd thought my own father would remember my birthday, but instead, he'd accused me of stealing Kylie's expensive jewelry and selling it. Back then I'd thought that she was a saint, the big sister anyone would dream of having, even apologizing for something I did not do. Who knew she was the one who framed me. What I hadn't known was how much she hated me for being the brain box while she was stagnant in the entertainment industry. While she hadn't passed in university, I had aced all my classes and became the youngest intern at the Morgan's cooperation. Not to brag, but I was simply a genius.

The car ride was a boring one. I couldn't risk touching Rael because of the chauffeur driving, I could only sit like a good sister-in-law until we arrived at the high end boutique Kylie had chosen.

“Rael, you're here,” Kylie's disgustingly pretentious voice sounded as soon as we stepped into the boutique. She ran over, throwing herself at the man who stood like a statue, making me stifle the chuckle that had threatened to tear from my lips. How pathetic. Whatever she did to be able to marry Rael Morgan before, I wanted to uncover it this time.

“Oh, Harriet. You came too?” Kylie asked, making me put on my best fake smile as I turned to her.

“Didn't you ask me to also pick out a dress? And let brother-in-law pay for it?” I asked, my lips twisting as I turned to Rael, who stared at me dead in the eye without blinking. It almost made me shiver.

“That's right. I almost forgot,” Kylie replied, forcing a stiff smile, and I could only shrug before going to scan a few dresses for myself.

After picking out a dress, I stepped into the changing room, trying it on. In my previous life, I'd never worn such an extravagant dress. All the banquets I'd attended, I had always worn the hand-me-downs from Kylie. I'd been deceived into thinking that our family was lacking, and that some expenses needed to be cut short, yet, Kylie had changed her wardrobe every week. How foolish had I been?

“Ma'am, you look amazing in that dress.” I heard the attendant praise Kylie, and my eyes rolled.

“What do you think?” I heard her ask, and I knew who she'd be talking to. My lips curled up into a smirk as I pushed the dressing room open, stepping out.

I could see the attendant’s mouth turn agape, her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets, but what I yearned for? Kylie's own reaction.

“Young miss, you look really stunning.” The attendant praised, making my face turn crimson.

I turned to see Kylie's forced smile as she walked over to me.

“You look nice in the dress, you should probably get it.” she commented. To others it might seem like a sister complementing her younger sister, but only I could see the clouded coldness in her eyes as she stared at me.

“Of course, brother-in-law will get it for me, right?” I asked, beaming innocently as I stared at the man seated gracefully on the chair in the reception.

He hummed in response, making me smile in satisfaction.

After shopping for a while, we headed for a famous restaurant to have lunch, and I found myself inching my legs closer to the man across from me.

I saw his indifferent gaze when I trailed my feet on his legs, yet how could I stop?

“Excuse me,” Rael muttered, and I smiled, watching as he left us at the table.

“I should probably ease myself as well. I had too much juice.” I said to Kylie who smiled, nodding her head for me to go ahead. If only she knew what I was up to.

Walking through the hallway, I pushed the men's restroom open, catching sight of the man dabbing his hands with a wipe.

“Missed me, daddy?” I whispered, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind.

“Don't test me,” He muttered, yet there was no irritation in his voice. Only warning.

He turned around, his cold eyes resting onto me. I should have shivered and cowered away. After all, this man was feared throughout the city–the number one business tycoon that got whatever he wanted through any means.

Yet, I trailed my painted nails from his chin to his Adam's apple, and down to his chest, teasing him.

“Don't you miss me? Brother-in-law?” I stood on my tippy toes, my eyes glinting as I whispered into his ear.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

The knock that reverberated pierced through our ears, making our heads turn.

“Rael, are you done yet?” Kylie's voice sounded outside, making me stiffen.

~Harriet~

The knock came again, sharper this time, yet I felt no ounce of fear. I felt thrilled.

"Rael? Are you in there?" Kylie’s voice was laced with impatience, and I could practically hear the suspicion creeping into her voice.

A slow smirk curled on my lips as I leaned in, my breath brushing against Rael’s ear.

"Better answer her, brother-in-law. Wouldn’t want her to barge in and see… this." I said, my fingers trailing down his chest again, deliberate and slow.

His hand snapped up, gripping my wrist with enough force to make my pulse jump–but not enough to hurt. His dark eyes burned into mine, unreadable yet electrifying, making my stomach churn with something unfathomable. In the next minute, his lips curled up into a dangerous smirk that left my scalp tingling.

“Or she could witness her 18 year old sister seducing a grown man,” He lowered his head, whispering into my ear.

“I don't mind if she sees,”

I hadn't expected this at all. I thought he'd push me away, or perhaps fret as his fiance was right outside. But instead, his arm moved to curl around my waist, pulling me closer. My breath hitched. The last thing I wanted was getting caught at this moment.

"Rael?" Kylie’s voice was right outside now.

In one swift motion, he spun me around, pressing me against the bathroom wall. I hadn't just been proven wrong by this man, I'd been left with beads of sweat gathered on my forehead. How had the tables turned so quickly?

“I'll be out soon.” his voice sounded, and for a moment the space outside the door was quiet.

“Oh, I'll wait for you then.” she finally said, her footsteps echoing as it stabbed into the floor. She had left.

I thought he'd leave immediately, but his lips only crashed down on mine in the next second, swallowing my gasp as his tongue slipped into my mouth. This kiss was not weak, it was intense, rendering me breathless.

The way he nibbled on my tongue made my knees weak, and I held onto him for support.

He finally let me go, licking the remnants of the strawberry lip gloss I had put on.

“I don't mind fucking you in right in front of her either,” he whispered into my ear before exiting the restroom, leaving me dazed.

I shivered, licking my lips before slipping out of there, heading back to the restaurant after minutes of Rael settling in.

“You're back,” Kylie voiced out, making me nod as I pulled out the chair which I settled on.

Soon, our meals were served.

Kylie blabbered on about her upcoming movie role, her voice dripping with false modesty

"It’s just a small project, really. But the director insisted I was perfect for the lead.” she said.

I stabbed my fork into my salad, resisting the urge to roll my eyes. In my past life, I would’ve clapped and gushed over her and her seemingly perfect career. But now? I couldn’t care less. Seemed like Rael hadn't cared either. He calmly stared at his phone, not even paying attention to her. The more I mingled with the both of them, the more I realized how their engagement seemed forced. Rael did not seem like the kind of man to end up with Kylie or marry her. It made me wonder how they had ended up together.

After lunch, I bid Kylie goodbye before heading back to the company with Rael to work on the current project.

…

By evening, all the employees had left, leaving just me and Rael in the office.

I smirked, going to close the doors before walking back to the man, who looked quite attractive as he worked.

The way his sleeves were rolled up made my throat bob, a sudden wetness coming to rest in my pants. The way his muscles flexed as he punched on the keys had me thinking about things.

“You've been working since afternoon, don't you want to rest?” I asked, staring innocently at him as I unbuttoned my shirt, showing a little cleavage–just enough for him to see as I directly bent in front of him.

I saw something flash in his eyes, making my lips curl up as I continued to undo my buttons.

My pink underwear came into view, I saw him swallow his saliva as he stared at me.

“Why don't I give myself to you one last time before your engagement banquet tonight?” I teased, completely getting rid of my shirt, now in nothing but my pink, fluffy bra.

The truth was that I'd only seduced this man because I wanted to get back at my sister. I wanted to own him for a bit, to hit Kylie hard with the fact that I had slept with her fiancé. I had prepared a recorder, recording the moans of the man she was about to marry, fucking into me like I was his. What could be more painful?

I smirked. After the banquet tonight, I was going to send the audio to her. With this thought, I pounced on the man, straddling him as I heaved my skirt up.

I could feel his cock harden as the heat from between my legs emanated.

I leaned into him, my mouth settling beside his ear.

“Fuck me, daddy.”

“You're not wearing any panties.” Rael pointed out, his voice hoarse from something I knew all too well–arousal. I'd secretly slipped my panties off when I went to get him coffee. How could I pass up the chance to tease him?

“Just how you like me, Daddy “ I whispered, feeling my heart thud furiously beneath my chest.

I saw Rael's lips curl up into something sinister, and felt his eyes turn darker–or perhaps it was my imagination?

“You've been a bad girl, taking off your panties at work.” he said, his hands slowly wrapping around my waist. I could feel something was not right, I could feel his eyes staring at me like a predator. Why had his aura turned into something so dark?

I shivered, this time, not from arousal but from fright. After all, this man was not just the most feared person in the city. He was frickin’ 10 years older than I am.

“Why don't I teach you a lesson?” He asked, his eyes glinting. My breath caught in my throat.

~Rael~

Something about the way she looked at me made my cock harden in my pants. All I wanted was to claim her, to fuck her until walking was a problem.

It had taken me a lot not to pin her to the wall in the restroom at the restaurant earlier and fuck her till she was begging me to stop.

When she muttered “Fuck me, daddy,” I snapped, picking her dainty figure in one swift motion and heading the inner lounge of my office.

“You've awakened the monster, how do you plan on taking him?” I asked Harriet as I pushed the door open. My mouth brushed against her ears, and I felt her shiver against my touch. This 18 year old had really pushed me to the wall, forcing me to use her however I wanted. Yet beneath her feisty look, I could see the innocence that clouded her blue eyes. It only made me want to taint her.

“I'm yours, daddy,” she whispered into my ears, making my cock throb in my pants. I could feel it begging to be released, and in one swift move, I put her down in the lounge, unbuckling my belt, a cruel smirk coming to rest on my lips. She had awakened the monster, and now she was going to take it like the slut she was.

Binding her hands with the belt, I pulled her to her knees in front of me, pulling off my shorts to let my hardened cock spring free.

She gasped, her mouth agape, not expecting me to smack her face with my cock. This gave me the perfect opportunity to shove it into her mouth, gagging her.

“That's right, dirty little bitch. Seducing your brother-in-law.” I said, my voice hoarse as her pouty little mouth closed on my cock.

“Fuck, that's right. Suck my cock. Suck it good and get it ready to fuck your dripping cunt.” I cooed, throwing my head back in utter delight as her mouth worked on my member. The way she licked the tip of my cock, twirling her tongue on my pee hole made me shiver, a loud groan escaping my throat.

“You're daddy's little girl, do you hear me?” I declared, and she tried to answer, the vibrations in her throat pleasing my cock even more.

I groaned, my eyes catching sight of her wetness that had dripped onto the floor.

“You're so wet for daddy, aren't you? Begging to be fucked?” I asked, my lips curling up as I grabbed her head, forcing my cock deeper into her throat.

I could feel the intense feeling traveling in my veins, and with one final plunge, I groaned as I emptied my semen into her mouth.

“Fuck. You suck cock so good.” I muttered, pulling my cock out of her mouth.

“Swallow it.” I declared, seeing her eyes widen in shock as she held my cum in her mouth. My eyes bore into her deeply, and I watched as she closed her mouth, the warm liquid sliding down her throat swiftly.

“Tastes good, doesn't it?” I asked, lifting her chin up for her to meet my gaze. Her eyes were glassy with tears from having my cock deep in her throat, yet she still nodded.

“Daddy's cum tastes so good.” she muttered, making my lips curl up into a smirk.

“Good girl,” I said, my eyes catching sight of the puddle that had appeared between her legs on the floor.

“Looks like you've been too comfortable. Dirtying the floor.” I muttered, lifting her chin up again.

I walked over to the nearby couch, settling onto it as my cock stood tall in front of me.

“Lick your juices off the floor and come ride this cock.” I commanded, my eyes glinting with something sinister, someone dark.

The way she turned around, bending to lick the sticky liquid off the floor made the veins in my manhood bulge. I could see the perfectly pink twat resting under her skirt, making my throat bob up and down.

“Daddy, the floor is clean.” she said, making me smirk.

“Now come and ride this cock.” I said, my hands settling behind my head. I watched as she struggled to get up due to her bound hands before finally walking over.

I licked my lips as she straddled me, and a gentle smirk came to rest on them as I watched her stare at me expectantly.

“Get on it yourself.” I said, the smirk not leaving my lips.

I saw her bite her lips, trying hard to align her pussy, yet no matter hard she tried, she had failed.

“Please, daddy.” she begged, making a groan threaten to escape my lips. I loved the way she begged for my cock. I loved the way she begged me to fuck her. If it were another day, perhaps I would have punished her even now, but right now, I had run out of patience.

With one swift move, I plunged deep into her, earning a loud moan from her lips. Sweet.

“Now ride this cock.” I ordered, watching as she rose and fell, bouncing hard on my shaft. The sight of her tits bouncing made me lick my lips, and I reached out to squeeze them hard as moans poured out her lips. I loved the way she sounded as she rode me. I loved the look on her face, and the drool that rolled down her neck. It was alluring.

“Daddyyyy. I'm cumming!” Harriet yelled, squealing as her eyes rolled back, her hips vibrating as she lost control of herself.

Picking her up swiftly, I headed to the nearby table, turning her over and having her back to me before lodging myself deep into her from behind while her previous orgasm rippled through her.

“I'm not done with you yet.” I rasped, a groan threatening to leave my throat as I pulled out of her before slamming back into her hard that the table shook.

Pulling out until the tip of my cock, I slammed back into her hard, earning a yelp from her.

“You're daddy's little pet, and you'll take this cock like a slut. You're my slut, do you understand?” I asked, fucking her harder with each thrust of my waist.

“Yes–yes daddy,” she answered, unable to do anything as I fucked into her hard.

An animalistic growl left my lips as I plunged deep into her, my cock twitching as I emptied my seed into her womb.

“You belong to me, do you understand?”