"Don't deny it. You want it." Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs. 

I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul. 

"Your body craves it." He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted with goosebumps and I exhaled sharply. I want to speak, but I can't. He has that much effect on me. His tongue played with my nipples and I mewled. That felt so good. 

"You want me as much as I want you." He whispered with his lips pressed on my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. I know I should stay away from this man but how can I when he invades my thoughts daily? When he's the only one my body wants. It's frustrating because no matter how hard I try, I can't say no to him. And I am this close to making the worst mistake of my life. I swallowed, trying to fathom the words out.His fingers brushed my core and I jerked forward, pressing my body on his. 

"I don't want you." 

"You're lying." He said, playing with the strap of my thong with a lazy finger. My eyes rolled back in my socket with pleasure. I am lying but he's making it so hard.

"We shouldn't be doing this, Killian." Killian? Do I really have the right to call him that? 

"Give me one reason why and I won't touch you."

"Because you're my best friend's Fiance."

SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ

 “Let’s just say, I needed to speak to you about certain arrangements.” The computer voice chimes. I withdraw my hand holding my phone to my ears steadily and place my phone back on the couch, keeping it on loud speaker. 


 The only being who can infiltrate my mansion any day and any time is me. Anyone else who even as much as assume to do so has a death wish. Being me meant forcing my body to adapt to a lot of poison so I’m immune to certain things that’s meant to kill me. Other people however are not. 


 Don’t get me wrong, so many times I nearly experienced death by my own hands but the best part about being a doctor is treating myself countless times. And working out new ways to make poison less harmful for me. You can call me a walking death. I always take poison with me. I always ensure to have it on any part of my body I please. It makes annihilating people I hate easy. 


CHAPTER 181