Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 59: Sexual Tension III

As Ewan’s lips brushed against Athena’s, a spark of desire flared, and for a fleeting moment, Athena let go of the remaining restraint tied to the past.

The rush of arousal clouded her judgment, and she surrendered to the sensation, to the need for release, for relief down there.

Her thighs clenched, instinctively trying to contain the building tension. But straddling Ewan, she couldn’t quite manage it.

His lips brushed hers again, sending shivers down her spine. Anticipation coiled within her, as his gentle touch on her waist ignited a fire that burnt past her clothe.

But the shrill ring of her phone shattered the spell, jolting her back to reality.

She quickly pushed Ewan away, her hands trembling with a mix of lingering desire and revulsion.

Confusion and shame swirled inside her, like a maelstrom.

How could she betray herself like this? How could she forget the pain he’d caused?

As she stood up, the elevator’s confines felt suffocating. She needed space, air, and clarity.

Her heart racing, she snatched the phone, her voice firm but laced with a hint of desperation.

"Where have you been? I’ve been calling for hours!"

She dumped her frustration on the innocent doorman, who for a few seconds was at loss.

Luckily for him, he got himself alright to respond on time. "I’m sorry, Ma’am. Is there a problem?"

"Yes, there is! The elevator is not working. Did you shut it down?"

A pause. "Not at all. ma’am."

Athena was confused, but she wanted to be out of the space so bad that she left the thinking for later.

"Okay, it shut down mid way. Can you get it up and running? I’ve been stuck here for the longest time."

I’m sorry for the

to face Ewan. She was still trying

the caretaker

bit her lips at

that your

a mask, hiding the turmoil

hadn’t been affected from moments ago, but couldn’t meet his gaze still, fearful of revealing the vulnerability she’d just

of sinful pleasure, resurfaced again in full force,

the sting of betrayal – not just from him, but from

man who’d hurt her so deeply? The same man who’d shattered her

and anger mingled, forming a toxic brew that threatened to consume

of wanting to prove herself, she turned away, her eyes fixed on the elevator doors, willing them to open, to escape this

"I’m sorry..."

jerked, not because of the apology,

She turned aside.

was merely a foot away from

for crossing a boundary, I was

hands in frustration, his eyes so clear that Athena

you fake

She had to know.

record time. "No, I didn’t. As to why I’m not hyperventilating now, I believe it’s

A pause.

doctors think it’s part of the consequences of the drowning experience. What do you

what he was doing, he was trying to make her think less of

it; it was

be right. Did they say something

his head, looking to the ceiling. "Not exactly. Did

wondered if now was the best time

can handle

his issue that