Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 117: An unfailial son...

Outside the hotel suite, the situation was a stark contrast to the peace and tranquility Vera was enjoying inside.

~Earlier~

After returning to the mansion and finding Vera absent, Aaron was furious. His fists clenched and unclenched as he paced the room restlessly. He had called her multiple times, demanding she return home, but his calls went unanswered. Frustrated, he even reached out to the Louis family, hoping to confirm if Vera had returned there. But the answer was negative.

A deep sense of unease settled over him. He hated not knowing where she was, especially now that Davis was back in the picture. The thought of Vera and Davis rekindling anything no matter how impossible it seemed sent a surge of anger coursing through him.

Unable to stay still, he grabbed his car keys and stormed out of the Allen estate. He needed a distraction, something to dull the frustration gnawing at him. He needed to check out where she might have ended up.

Aaron sped through the city traffic, heading straight to his usual retreat, a place he has reserved for himself since he became the COO of the grouo—a five-star presidential suite at Upland Hotels and Suites.

The moment he stepped inside, he yanked his tie off, tossing it carelessly onto the couch. His suit jacket followed, landing in a crumpled heap. His shoes hit the floor with a heavy thud as he pulled them off in frustration.

Grabbing his phone, he dialed a familiar number. "Come over," he ordered, his tone clipped. He ended the call without waiting for a response.

Twenty minutes later, the door handle turned, and the door swung open. Aaron didn’t need to look up to know who it was. He stood and reached out, his hand capturing the young woman’s wrist, pulling her against his chest.

"Easy," she murmured, her voice sultry as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "Are you that anxious?" She smirked with teasing him.

Her teasing only fueled his frustration. Their lips met in a heated frenzy, hands roaming, breaths mingling. Slowly, she peeled away her clothing, her every movement deliberate, seduction laced into every action.

Aaron’s darkened gaze followed her, his self-restraint slipping. Without waiting for her to finish undressing, he yanked her to himself followed by the tearing sound of her fabrics. "That’s too rough you know." She murmured.

arousal, within moments, they were tangled in the sheets, moans and whispers of pleasure filling the air as the

door, left unlocked in their assumption that no one would disturb them since it was a

obscured with a cap shielding his countenance. His phone in this hand already

tensed, his instincts kicking in as he quickly grabbed the duvet, yanking it over both their exposed bodies. The woman beside him gasped, hurriedly turning her face away, as if avoiding the intruder’s gaze

like a whip. His piercing eyes bore into the intruder, seething with disbelief at the audacity of the man before him, unaware of

in bed with my wife,

and had always kept

his side, his expression demanding an explanation. But before he could say another

Chaos erupted.

one sentence "This was a setup." But

across

her identity. She dared not look at the man who had just claimed her as

man noticing the situation having

internet was already exploding. Within seconds, social media was

in the Allen Family: Aaron Allen Caught in a

prove

in Chaos: Davis Allen and wife missing and cousin cruising in bed with another man’s

Allen family as Aaron Allen takes another

but His Cousin is Busy in Bed

making it even more scandalous than before. The rumors spread like wildfire, speculation growing by the

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