~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?”

~Harriet~

I'd meant to tease Rael, not expecting things to take a turn. I could feel the sensitivity in my nether region, making me bite my lip hard. He'd been brutal earlier, forcing me to cum over and over.

Somewhere in the room, I caught sight of the huge box, and I could only guess that it was the dress I had picked out earlier.

Picking myself up from the bed, I headed for the bathroom to freshen up.

Staring at the many bluish and purple marks that had painted my skin, I cussed out loudly. That man had been a total beast earlier, forcing my body to do things I never thought it could.

In the end, I could only try to cover the hickeys with makeup before changing into the silver dress, styling my hair with a few ribbons I'd found in my purse and applying light make up to accentuate my look.

“Perfect!” I muttered, staring back at my reflection in the mirror.

Picking up my phone, I replayed the audio, a devious smirk coming to rest on my lips. First step was letting her know that her fiance had a mistress. And the next step?

I smirked before tossing my phone back into my purse and leaving the company.

…

The banquet hall of the Morgan family mansion was rather large, fitting at least a thousand people. I dragged into the hall, the scent of high-end perfumes hitting my nostrils, some enough to make me puke.

Tsk...rich people problem.

Walking deeper into the hall, I picked up a champagne flute from a passing waiter, catching sight of Kylie, dressed in a custom made dress that hugged her tightly. I smiled, walking over, my movements smooth as my hips swayed. I could see the countless looks directly at me, yet I shrugged.

"Congratulations," I muttered, and she smiled before mouthing her thanks.

My eyes moved to stare at Rael beside her, clad in a custom made tuxedo, his hair styled to perfection, making him look like a Greek god of seduction. Appealing. Dazzling, yet cold.

My father and his wife came just in time, their eyes bearing deep into me, and I could see the disgust in their eyes as they stared at me, especially Miranda who had never hidden her loath from me since birth.

A server passed by with a bunch of strawberries. I plucked one, dragging it slowly between my lips as I stared dead in the eye at Rael before biting down. I saw his jaw tighten, making my lips curl up in amusement.

I hadn't noticed a waiter coming my way until the latter bumped into me, spilling a handful of wine on my dress.

My eyes widened at the sight before moving to stare at Kylie where she had a subtle smirk played on her lips. Fuckin' bitch set this up too.

“Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Miss, I didn't see you there.” the waiter apologized, making me clench my teeth in something I couldn't quite explain.

“Oh, Harriet. Your dress,” Kylie muttered, and I could see a few gazes on us. This was what she wanted–to embarrass me in front of so many people, to mark herself graceful in the eyes of both my father and the public and trample on me. To appear as the graceful daughter of the Anderson family.

I smiled.

“It's just a dress.” I said, heading to the bathroom to take care of the stain.

By the time I returned, I could see a few elites walking over to wish Kylie and Rael Morgan a happy engagement. I picked up two glasses of wine, walking over to them gracefully.

“Happy engagement, Brother-in-law. I forgot to wish you earlier,” I said, handing the second glass of wine to Rael.

Just before he took it, Miranda, my mother, snatched it away.

“What are you doing, offering him a glass? Kylie can do that herself!” She spat, making my lips curl up in amusement.

“There's nothing wrong with offering my brother–in law a glass of wine, is there?” I asked, meeting Rael's gaze.

“Who knows if you've drugged the glass, you vixen!” Miranda almost yelled, catching the attention of a handful of people, and I smirked.

“If I wanted to seduce My brother in law, I would do it in the open and not go behind shadows, Miranda,” I countered, making her gasp. I knew what she was thinking–I had never talked back even when she insulted me. I always kept mute, listening to Kylie's face defenses. Moreover, calling her by her first name was the biggest ounce of disrespect.

“You–”

“If I wanted to seduce my brother in law, I wouldn't do it in secret. I would do it for everyone to see. Drugging him? Totally not my style,” I calmly started, sipping from the glass of wine I was holding leisurely.

“You are just like your vixen of a mother. Snatching People's men!” Miranda spat, making something in my heart snap. My eyes darkened inexplicably, and I saw her cower as she met my gaze.

I could tolerate every insult, but to actually insult my late mother in front of so many people? That was my bottom line.

“I can identify as a vixen as you say, but do not let that filthy mouth of yours mention my mother again. She was a thousand times better than you'll ever be! And who was it who climbed into the bed of someone's husband? Might I remind you?”

“Harriet!” My father's voice broke through mine, and turned to stare at him, my eyes cold. For the first time, I had completely disregarded this man as my father. He couldn't protect my mother…not while she was alive, and not even in her death. Coward.

“If I wanted to seduce Rael, I would do this…” I trailed, turning to the cold man beside me, wrapping my free arm around his neck and crushing my lips against his.

I kissed him in front of everyone!