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.

Ravenna and the

Veronica sat quietly. Eloise wanted to climb back and comfort her, but Harvey

"Where to?" Eloise whispered.

her hand, his voice soft.

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

friend over occasionally was no

car cut through the night like a

room for Veronica, complete with a full bathroom. He

clothes ended

the affair. She sniffed suspiciously and asked Eloise,

Eloise couldn't quite explain.

bedroom, Eloise flung open the walk-in closet with a huff, "When did I ever

attached. She noticed additional dresses, more feminine than her usual style. She was flustered but also secretly pleased to be so thoughtfully considered. Her protest was weak as

from behind, kissing her delicate neck.

husky voice, he said, "Didn't you spend the night

stammered, "We

you want

face turned crimson. Harvey was

blush, he chuckled softly.

to. But you're

with curiosity amidst her embarrassment, Eloise finally asked, "At

in for a kiss, remembering the time they had dressed

murmured

arms around him, everything feeling so surreal, yet right. She liked being

of affection, Harvey gently patted her, assuring her, "Get some clothes for

took the clothes to leave, but Harvey pulled her back, whispering in her ear, "Come

burned

robe, lounged on his bed, a cigarette in hand, pondering his next move. Ravenna, rejected by Gunner, would

a small head peeked in. Harvey eyed her,

such a young lady, it was

the dark sheets. Her beauty struck even in the dim light. Trembling with fear, her voice barely above a whisper, she pleaded, "Harvey, you said you'd wait until I

was, couldn't help but indulge in the

his fingers with hers, kissing the corners of her lips, comforting her to let go of

could she

naivety crumbling under the weight of new emotions, leaving her a disheveled mess of

his arms. Her shame mingled with a strange sense