The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

“Guys, I’m still here, remember?” Ivy uttered with an eye roll.

Vee’s brows knitted in awe. Riri had transmuted a lot. The Riri she knew always chastised her friends for behaving intimate in her presence as she had always treated her like a child when, in fact, she was a grown up. She was very protective of her kid sister.

But here she was doing the very same thing she castigated. Blake was a one hell of a bad influence.

Flushing, she shoved him aside and kept her distance. She was astounded that she had done that in front of her sister. She had even forgotten about her existence, she was deeply enchanted by him to even notice her presence.

What was she even thinking? She is a kid, for Christ’s sake. She shouldn’t be doing stuff like that in her presence. She shot Drake a subtle glare, criticizing him inwardly for allowing that to happen.

But he couldn’t take all the blame, she too had her share in it as she had initiated the kiss.

“Where are mom and dad? I don’t see them around. Do you perhaps know where they are?” She catechized about her parents, hoping to alter the subject by doing so, and thankfully it worked.

“Probably in our sitting room screwing their brains out.”

The news knocked Riri for six as her jaw dropped two feet. For a moment, she was dazed as a frog about to be swallowed by a snake.

A quick bark of laughter burst from her throat, repeating “oh, my God!” until the shock wore off.

“What? Don’t act surprised. It’s not like it’s a new thing. People have sex every day.” She skimmed her eyes through her features, surprised at her odd reaction.

“I’m not just surprised, I am also freaking out. And you shouldn’t say words like sex!”

“Yeah, whatever! Why are you freaking out? Mom and dad are fucking, is that better?”

“No, that’s even worse. And what did I say about using the ‘F’ word. And why wouldn’t I freak out, they are desecrating our sitting room, for Christ’s sake!”

“Not like it’s a bad thing. Trust me, Riri when I’m done with you, we won’t only be desecrating our sitting room, but the kitchen, bathroom, my study, the swimming pool, against the wall, you name it.” He whispered into her ears.

Blood rushed up to her cheeks as her face turned red. She nudged at him and replied, “You pervert!”

He tittered with amusement, having beheld the crimsoned look on her face. She looked so perfect with that red tint on her cheeks.

Tyler, who was at a distance from them, clenched his fist and gritted his teeth as rage flowed through him like larva when he overheard what Ivy had said.

The thought of Nate fucking his love made him furious. He wished for nothing but to grind him to dust. Dionne was his until he stole her away from him.

How could Nate beat him at his game? That stupid nerd. He detested him all the more for seducing and marrying the love of his life.

And now, he was gonna make him pay. He was already making him pay in ways he couldn’t imagine. He needed to step up his game. Dionne was his to possess. And he must have her back.

With that in mind, he ambled towards the trio wearing a smiling face. Ivy was the first one to sight him, she let out a lop sided grin and greeted him, “Good day, Mr. Tyler.”

A frown flashed on her face briefly, but she swiftly hid it behind a smile. Of course, she knew about Tyler’s past interest in her mother. Her father was always so insecure about him and guarded against him like the enemy.

“Good day. You must be Ivy, right?”

“Yes, sir.” She beamed.

Hmm. She must be that child’s twin, he thought. Blake furrowed his brows with astonishment upon hearing his thought. What did he mean by that?Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

He never trusted Tyler. He was a greedy man who was never contented with what he had, and he always sought after what belonged to others. He was gonna look out for him. Seems like he’s brewing something ominous.

All the more reason the world needed to end, so the world would be disburdend of evil beings like himself.

Tyler’s next thought, however, left Blake reeled in astonishment. No, it couldn’t be? That child. How could he? How could he be that despicable?

Anger rushed in the moment the shock faded. Adrenaline bursts through his veins, his eyes flashed red as he fought with his inner demon.

The moment he reminisced on the pain and hurt Dionne had felt when she lost that child, it only seemed to fuel the rage embedded in his heart.

He had blamed himself for not being able to save that child. He hated to see the hurt on her face each time she thought about him.

She was like a mother to him, how couldn’t he feel that sting in his heart each time she was hurt? And just like a child felt his mother’s suffering, he sensed every emotion she felt.

Her silent cries, her bleeding heart. He felt it all, and he could always see through her facade. It made him realize that he always wasn’t in control of everything. And he despised himself for that. For being weak and for having no control over the future.

Fifteen years has passed, and she still hasn’t gotten over the death of her baby. He could still see that tint of hurt in her eyes.

Although she might have returned to her previous self, but the pain would forever remain in her heart. And it was all thanks to that bastard over here!

How dare he commit such atrocity to someone he claims to love? Never in a million years would he think of hurting Riri that way. No, that wasn’t love, it was obsession.

He growled silently, and his jaws snapped violently. He looked like a beast that was about to devour its prey.

No, now wasn’t the time. It wouldn’t be long now before he exposes his evil deeds and gives him a painful and horrible death. One befitting of a vicious man as himself.

“You must be Ariana. You’re just as beautiful as your mother back in the days.”

“You knew my mother?” Her eyebrows quickly elevated, accompanying them with protuberant eyes. She cast her sister a subtle glance who, in turn, shrugged, throwing her a ‘don’t look at me’ look.

Nate never told any of his daughters about Tyler because he found it needless. He wasn’t meant to tell his children everything. Some things were better left untold.

Ivy only knew about him because she overheard her parents squabbling about him one time.

“Of course I knew your mother. We were all friends back in the days, along with your father. Your dad didn’t tell you?”

“No. Was he?” Her forehead creased as she pursed her lips.

“Maybe he felt it was gratuitous. I mean, how could he tell his children about his best friend who competed with him for the love of their mother? And also how he couldn’t accept the fact that their mother had chosen him over you. I wouldn’t tell my kids that if I were in his shoes. You were a part of their lives that should never be discussed.” Blake stated, casually, his tone carrying a hint of malice in them.

Riri stared at him in a catatonic stupor. He knew about her dad and mom’s complicated love triangle, and she didn’t. How come he knew stuff she never knew about?

Anger thrummed through Tyler’s veins, almost over powering him, but he swallowed down his rage and acted like his words hadn’t offended him.

“And you are? The last time I checked, I wasn’t talking to you. So, you had no right whatsoever to butt in on our conversation when it clearly doesn’t concern you.”

“Pardon my manners Mr. Tyler, but this matter does in fact concern me as I am already part of the family. I am Drake Harris, Ariana’s Fiancé. I should inform you that we would be tying the knot in a few weeks. Now that you’ve mentioned it, I would do well to send you a wedding invitation.” He said, shamming a small grin.

Riri’s eyes blinked with incredulity. What? She never agreed to marry him. He hasn’t even proposed, and she hasn’t even accepted his proposal. Who was talking about marriage?

She felt the urge to spank him in the butt for saying that, but she controlled her hand. She would do that later when they were alone.

Tyler let out a skeptical laugh. “Marriage? I don’t think Nate would allow someone as cheap as you to marry his daughter. I did a background check on you, and it would interest you to know that I found out you are just a common professor. How much do you earn a year? Huh?” He gave him a once over and expelled a denigratory scoff.

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What do you think Blake heard? What do you think happened to Dionne’s baby?