"Kiad," a voice cooed, sultry and teasing. He felt a hand slide around his waist, the fingers tracing lazy circles on his abdomen as the woman behind him pressed her body against his back. He could feel the warmth of her breath against his neck, The soft bust of hers, the scent of her expensive perfume filling the air around them.
"Selena," he said quietly, his tone lacking the usual enthusiasm. He felt her shift against him, her body a perfect fit against his, but his mind was still preoccupied, still tangled with his marriage and Luna.
Selena picked up on his distraction immediately. She was a woman who prided herself on her intuition, especially when it came to Kiad. She had been his lover for over a year, a secret kept from the public eye, and she knew him better than anyone else—or so she liked to believe. Stepping around to face him, she tilted her head, her dark eyes narrowing slightly as she studied his expression.
"What's wrong, darling?" she asked, her voice softening, though there was an edge of irritation beneath it. She was used to having his full attention, and this newfound distance was unsettling.
Kiad sighed, finally pulling his gaze away from the window to meet hers. "Nothing's wrong," he replied, while running circles on her waist ,though the words felt hollow even to him. He knew Selena wouldn't be satisfied with that answer, but he wasn't ready to share his thoughts, not yet.
Selena wasn't so easily deterred. She raised an eyebrow, her hand moving to his chest as she leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Is it her? Are you thinking about your little fiancée?"
Kiad tensed at the question, his jaw tightening. Selena had never been one to mince words, and while he usually appreciated her directness, tonight it felt like an unwelcome intrusion. "Luna is… different,I don't think she'll play by our terms" he admitted, more to himself than to her.
Selena's eyes flashed with something dangerous, though her smile remained. "Different, how?" she pressed, her tone still sweet, though there was a sharpness in her gaze. She had always known that Kiad's marriage to Luna was a strategic move, one necessary for the future of both their families. It was a game they all played, where love had no place—at least, that's what she told herself.
"She's… innocent," Kiad said slowly, as if trying to find the right words. "She doesn't need to know , about us, I don't want to hurt her. Which would make things problematic for me ".
Selena's smile faltered, her eyes narrowing. " Kiad, you're not hurting her. You're doing what's expected of you. We both know this marriage isn't about love—it's about power, about securing your family's future." She paused, her fingers trailing up to his collar, her voice turning colder. "But I need to know, Kiad. Have you told her about us?"
Kiad hesitated, his silence answering her question before he could even speak. "No," he finally said, his voice low. "Not yet. It's… complicated. I don't want to ruin things before they've even started."
Selena's eyes darkened, a mix of anger and something else—fear, perhaps—flashing in their depths. She had always known she would have to share Kiad with the world, with his responsibilities and now, with his wife. But the thought of Luna—young, beautiful, and naïve—taking a place in Kiad's life that Selena had considered hers made her stomach twist with jealousy.
"Kiad," she began, her voice softer now, almost pleading. "I don't care about the marriage, the title, or the fortune. I just want you. But I need to know that you're still mine, that this doesn't change anything between us."
Kiad looked at her, really looked at her for the first time that night. Her beauty was undeniable, her confidence magnetic, but there was a desperation in her eyes that he hadn't seen before. He reached out, cupping her face gently in his hands, trying to reassure her even though he wasn't sure he could. "Selena, you know how important this is to my family, to our future. I can't risk losing everything we've worked for. But you—you mean something to me, something real. I'm not going to let that go."
Selena's lips curved into a smile, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. She leaned into his touch, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "Then don't let it go. I don't care if she's your wife on paper. In here," she tapped her finger against his chest, "I'm the one who has your heart. And I'll make sure it stays that way."
Before he could respond, Selena picked up her wine glass from the nearby table, the ruby liquid catching the dim light of the room. She took a slow, deliberate sip, her eyes never leaving his. When she lowered the glass, her expression had shifted, the tension in her features giving way to something more playful, more dangerous.
"Let's not waste any more time talking about her," she murmured, stepping closer to him, her free hand trailing down his arm. "I'm here now, and I want you, Kiad. I want all of you."
Kiad's resolve wavered as he felt her body press against his, her lips brushing against his neck. The truth was, he didn't want to think about Luna right now, didn't want to face the reality of what his life was becoming. Selena was here, real and present, and in this moment, she was offering him an escape from the complications and expectations that weighed heavily on his shoulders.
"Selena," he murmured, his voice a mix of resignation and desire. He knew he shouldn't, knew that this was only going to complicate things further, but when Selena looked up at him, her eyes dark and filled with longing, he couldn't resist.
Selena's smile returned, this time more genuine as she sensed his surrender. She placed her wine glass on the table, her hands moving to the buttons of his shirt, deftly undoing them one by one. "Good," she whispered, her breath warm against his skin. "Just let go, Kiad. Let go and be with me."
As her hands slid over his chest, Kiad closed his eyes, giving in to the moment, to the need that pulsed between them. Whatever doubts or guilt he had would have to wait. For now, all that mattered was the woman in front of him, the one who had always known how to make him forget the rest of the world.
Selena leaned up, capturing his lips in a searing kiss, her body pressing insistently against his. Kiad responded, his hands sliding down to her waist, pulling her closer he slipped his hand down to her waist pulling the fabric up a little, he red sparkly short dress has soon made her ass exposed . While kissing her roughly Kiad used his hand to untie the thong and ran them down to her dirty lips , wet with lust for him.
Selena gave him a push as he stared at her, she turned around facing the wall beside them. Kiad who was blinded by the lust and the woman in front of him. Unzipped his pants and poked Selena's bare ass as she was facing the wall and held the dress above her ass. She moaned as she felt Kiad at her wet lips. Kiad groaned as his made way inside of selena. He reached out and grabbed left breast of her. And as he kept thrusting, Selena was losing herself and they lost themselves in each other. The world outside, with all its complexities and expectations, faded away, leaving only the heat and desire between them.
But even as they moved together, a part of Kiad's mind remained distant, a But for now, he silenced that voice, in the echoes of Selena's moans and needs , all he could hear was her "More ,baby" choosing instead to lose himself in the moment, in Selena, and in the fleeting illusion of control she offered him.