The billionaire's secret heartthrob - Season 1 - Episode 12

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The billionaire's secret heartthrob - Season 1 - Episode 12

I told you, she is not the woman for you” those were the first words that would fly out of her lips as he stepped into the house without Toke. But he was prepared for it, what he was not prepared for was her plans to hook him up with Bellena.

Bellena was his childhood friend, he loved her like a brother would love his sister, there was nothing more attached to it. She was nice and hardworking, independent, but he just did not want to be with her.

He pushed open the door and walked into the dining room, his eyes went to the wall clock, ‘I guess dinner is over.’ His throat was slightly parched, he needed to quench his thirst, so he walked towards the table.
Dean observed something somewhat strange about the arrangements of the dinner sets, they were all empty, ‘weird’, there’s no way his grandmother would’ve finished that amount of food on her own.

Shrugging, he decided it was best he did not even set eyes on the old woman, she would’ve given him a piece of her mind, “I told you son, Toke is not the woman for you.”
He was going to claim her, there was no escaping for her, they were meant for each other, made for each other and nothing could tear them apart.

He was certain she was not cheating on him, he was still confused about what he must have done to trigger that behaviour in her.
Dean pushed open his bedroom door and strolled majestically towards the bed, it was a long day and he was really tired. He threw himself on the bed, not caring to change into his pyjamas or take his night bath, all he wanted was to rest his head and shut his mind from the events of the day.

The pillow absorbed his head and the curls that crowned it, his feet were on the rugged floor while the rest of his body was on the bed. It began slowly, then sleep cast her net upon his face and he was gone for some minutes.

His departure to the world of dreams signalled the entrance of the midnight seductress.

Dean was not a very deep sleeper and his condition worsened whenever he was tensed or nervous about something. The scent of a strange and different perfume stung his nostrils, but he was not careful to open his eyes, he thought it a dream.

The scent was followed by a strange shadow, this was also a dream but it was the touch of the seductress that awakened him.
His eyes fell open, perspiration poured over his nostrils as he realized he was not alone in the room.

Her skin had never glazed so fine, the windows of his room had been left wide open to the entrance of moonlight, the light which fell on her smooth fair skin making it more attractive.

Her lips were full and sexy, they shone bright red, no man could resist her beautiful lips.
Her eyes were soft, gentle, calling and he knew it would take great effort to escape the charms of this enchantress.

She wore a transparent dress, one that la!d bare all her physical endowments. He could see the tip of her supple boobs pointing towards him, sending him an invitation, they were red and painfully swollen. He could see that she wanted him badly, she wanted him to fulfil her every desire.

The swell of her hips could not be hidden, it bulged out, standing firmly.

This was no longer a dream though it seemed like one, this was reality, but how on earth had she gotten access into his room?

‘How…?’ he opened his mouth to speak to her, but she covered it immediately with her left palm.

‘Don’t talk my love, I am offering myself to you tonight. I am sorry I had to come to you this way. I love you Dean, I’ve always loved you. You must understand that there is no other woman for you except I. Please make love to me…’ the sound of her voice was low, deliberate.

Dean’s mouth felt dry, words could not’t rescue him. The silence in the room was threatening as he looked into her eyes.

There were many questions in his heart, questions of doubt, of fear.

How was he going to overcome this jezebel?
He was too weak to move, his eyes were glued to the tip of her boobs, he ran his tongue over his lips as he imagined sU-Cking those sweet looking t--s.

‘Please…touch me’ she took off the gown, her b-----s falling freely from it.

He could not take his eyes off her, he could not tame the lustful wanting of his loins; his blood boiled, his senses were clouded by the beauty of her body, the perfection of it under the moonlight.

She took his hands and dropped it on her m----s, a low m0an escaped her parted lips as the edge of his fingers touched the sensitive parts.
‘Make love to me…’ she groaned again, this time with eyes closed.

‘Bellena…’ Dean groaned, fire burned his fingers.

What sort of midnight temptation was this? He thought of Toke, the only woman he loved, how could he do this wicked thing to her?
He was quite sure that Toke was faithful, he loved her very much and did not want to hurt her, but she had ended things between them earlier, she had given him freedom to explore other terrains.

‘Yes, touch me. I want to feel you inside of me. I want your skin on my skin, I want everything to be about us tonight…’ she m0aned.

‘I…can’t’ Dean shook his head, Toke was all he could think of.

She felt hurt knowing the reason for his hesitation, but she wouldn’t back down; this was the only chance she had to win him over and she was not going to back down easy.
‘But she does not love you with the same passion, she only wants you because you are a wealthy man.’ Bellena said.
Dean shook his head in disapprobation, ‘Toke is not that kind of woman, I know her.’

‘Really?’ Bellena lifted a brow, information was important and grandmother May had given to her all that she needed to work with.
Dean sensed Bellena knew something, ‘What is it?’

‘That’s not my place to say, since you claim you really know her, I’I will let you be.’ She shrugged, inwardly excited she had bought his attention.

‘Tell me…’ Dean pushed.
‘Well…Toke is not who you think she is…she is a criminal, a fraud.’ Bellena answered.
Dean refused to believe this, Toke was the most honest woman he had ever met, Bellena was only trying to get into his pants.

‘Forget that I asked. How did you get into my room?’ It was time to question her.
‘Does that matter?’ Bellena took off the rest of the gown, then she rose to her feet, totally nude before him.

The urge to ask her more questions quickly vanished, it was replaced by another urge, he wanted to f--k her right there and then. He wanted to take possession of her supple body; he wanted to ram his c--k deeply into her.

‘Just do it…you cannot fight it Dean’ Bellena spread her arms wide; she wanted him to drown in her beauty.

He was struggling, he was fighting with reason and desire; there was just one line to cross here and if he did that, there would be no going back for him.

Bellena took charge of the night; she pushed him gently on the bed and began to work his chest lightly with her fingers.

‘I know you want me…I want you too’ she smiled as he began to respond. She felt his hardness against her thighs as she settled on his body; she could not’t wait for him to slid it into her.