Tangled Temptations

Chapter 371

Eloise was always the obedient one. She and Veronica had left earlier.

Harvey, with his worldly wisdom, pulled Riley aside and said in a brotherly tone, "If you've got a thing for Veronica, wait till everything settles down, man. Don't let her reputation get tarnished by your mess. And tidy up your own backyard while you're at it."

Riley didn't utter a word.

After delivering his advice, Harvey glanced at Gunner without saying anything. The scent of sex lingering in the air spoke volumes. No wonder Veronica couldn't stand it.

And this was exactly the outcome Harvey had anticipated. He knew Gunner well; in a fit of wounded pride, he wouldn't cling to Ravenna.

Harvey wouldn't feel guilty. He simply expedited the inevitable. Without much ado, Harvey and Riley left.

...

Only Gunner and Ravenna were left at the scene.

Gunner leaned against a wall. A bruise marred his face, and he smoked a cigarette with a defeated air.

Ravenna moved closer, her voice soft as silk. "Veronica may not want you, but I'll always be here for you."

Gunner gently pushed her away. While smoking, he looked down at her with a mix of disdain and amusement. She was nothing but a plaything to him.

He scoffed, "Ravenna, you don't actually think I have feelings for you, do you? You're convenient, that's all. You're willing to do things Veronica wouldn't."

Ravenna cursed him out, but Gunner only let out another cold laugh. "Take the 500 grand and get lost."

Even if Veronica didn't forgive him, he wouldn't stoop so low as to be with a whore like Ravenna.

Gunner walked away.

Ravenna stood there, seething with rage. She descended the stairs only to find that Gunner was gonE, but she caught sight of Eloise and Veronica.

They sat in a car, a golden Bentley worth a fortune, while Eloise naturally occupied the passenger seat beside Harvey, looking every bit the official girlfriend. Ravenna couldn't believe that someone like Attorney Horigan would take a shine to Eloise. Yet now, Eloise had ascended to the ranks of the Horigan family.

Compared to Veronica, whom she didn't despise as much since she wasn't keen on Gunner, it was Eloise she envied. If there were even the slightest chance with Max, Ravenna would never have hook up with Gunner.

She hated Eloise.

In the shroud of night, Ravenna stood in the shadows, intermittently lit by passing lights, her red dress giving her the appearance of a spectral figure.

rolled down, finished his cigarette in silence. He had seen Ravenna and the hatred in her eyes. He gently accelerated,

back and comfort her, but

"Where to?" Eloise whispered.

his voice soft. "To my

right, but in Harvey's eyes, she was his wife, and his

Having a friend over

cut through the night like

room for Veronica, complete with a full bathroom. He then softly told Eloise, "The

Eloise's clothes ended up

her heartache, she could smell the affair. She sniffed suspiciously

Eloise couldn't quite explain.

walk-in closet with a huff, "When did I ever leave clothes here? You're spreading rumors

flustered but also secretly pleased to be so thoughtfully considered. Her protest was weak as she tugged at a price tag. "I never

arms around her from

"Didn't you

desperate to clarify, stammered, "We didn't

want to?"

crimson.

her blush, he chuckled softly.

man wouldn't want to. But

amidst her embarrassment, Eloise finally

onto the cabinet. He leaned in for a kiss, remembering the time they had dressed up for a gala, and he ended up fucking

murmured against her lips,

feeling so surreal, yet right. She

moment of affection, Harvey gently patted her, assuring her, "Get some clothes for Veronica. Don't worry about her. Riley's quite fond of her. They'll probably

admiration growing. She took the clothes to leave, but Harvey pulled her back, whispering in her ear, "Come back and sleep with

burned with

that night, Harvey, fresh from a shower and dressed in a black robe, lounged on his bed, a cigarette in hand, pondering his next move. Ravenna, rejected by Gunner, would likely take her anger out on Eloise. He figured it was time to assign

open, and a small head peeked in. Harvey

was quite embarrassed. For such a young lady, it was

her delicate skin contrasting against the dark sheets. Her beauty struck even in the dim light. Trembling with fear, her voice barely above a whisper, she pleaded, "Harvey, you

was, couldn't help but indulge

corners of her lips, comforting

she not

the weight of new

soothing her with gentle pats on the back as she lay, sweating and spent, in his arms. Her shame mingled with a strange sense of wonder at his restraint. "Aren't men supposed to be more impulsive?" she