CHAPTER TWENTY–SIX
LIANA’S POV
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“That shouldn’t be the issue now!” My Father yelled, “The issue right now is that Killian here, raped yo-”
“Dad!” I screamed, cutting him off. “Please… There’s a kid here.”
That seemed to bring him back to his senses. He turned slowly, as if realizing it for the first time, and looked at Ryan.
He exhaled hard, his shoulders dropping slightly. Then his voice softened.
“Come here, kiddo.”
Ryan looked at me, and I nodded. He walked over slowly.
Father sat on the bed and lifted Ryan gently onto his laps. “What’s your name?”
“Ryan.”
“How old are you, Ryan?”
“I’m six.”
Dad smiled for the first time since he woke up. It was a small, tired smile. “I’m your granddad. You know that?”
Ryan blinked. “As in Mommy’s daddy?”
“Smart boy.” Dad nodded proudly.
I took that moment to pull Killian outside. Dad and Mother were focused on Ryan, so no one paid us much mind.
Once we were in the hallway, I turned to him sharply. “Who recorded that video, Killian?”
He sighed deeply, ran a hand through his hair.
“Who?!”
He hesitated, then said, “Cynthia.”
My eyes widened. “What? How?”
Killian looked away, rubbing his hands down his face. “She was around that night. The night I came to your room. I thought
she was asleep.”
I took a step back, my heart pounding.
I grabbed his arm and pulled him down the corridor to a secluded staircase where no one would hear us.
“Are you fucking insane KILLIAN?! You came to my room… you fuked me that night while Cynthia was in your bed?!!”
I screamed, my face filled with shock.
WHAT EXACTLY CAME OVER YOU!”
He groaned, pressing his back against the wall. “I tried. Liana, I tried to resist it, but the bond… It was pulling me to you That whole day, after five weeks…, I couldn’t think of anything else but you. Your skin, your voice. I was losing my mind I needed you.”
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU EVEN SAYING?!” I yelled, still not believing it. “She was in your fucking room! In your bed! And
you left her there just to come ruin me one more time?!”
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He closed his eyes, pain written all over his face. “I messed up. I know. But I never thought it woul
I stepped closer, fury building in my chest. “And now it has! And it broke my dad. Who sent it to him, reason for his heart attack!”
Killian’s jaw ticked. He clenched his fists. “I’ll find out. I’ll take care of this.”
I shook my head, turning to walk off.
“Liana, wait.”
His hand caught mine, stopping me. I looked at him, ready to curse him out again.
get out. Never like this.”
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He stepped close, his eyes burning. “I’ll make everything right again. I swear. I’ll do right by you. Whatever youran vestiture
me to do, I’ll do it. I’ll beg if I have to. Please just don’t hate me.’
I scoffed. “Don’t hate you?”
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He didn’t respond. Just leaned in, pressed his forehead to mine, our breaths tangling.
Then he kissed me.
Slow, deep, possessive.
I gasped, shoving him off as fast as I could, “You still have the guts to kiss-”
“Shhh.” He placed his index finger on my lips, silencing me, and then pushed me to the wall, pinning, me gently.
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His body was flush against mine, as if he was trying to mark every inch of me with his heat. My heart thumped wildly while his eyes held mine.
His mouth brushed my ear, his voice low, husky. “I need you.” Then he kissed me again, desperate this time, quite lost in it.
His hands were on my waist, sliding down, gripping my hips like he couldn’t get enough,
I should’ve pushed him away. Should’ve screamed.
But I didn’t.
I kissed him back, hard.
My fingers fisted his shirt, my body giving in even as my mind screamed not to.
He groaned into my mouth, one hand clenching my waist, the other moving down to squeeze my thighs. His erection was firm against my leg.
“You’re so sexy when you’re angry,” he murmured, dragging his lips over my jaw. Then he took my hand and placed it over his bulge. “Look what you do to me… your anger did this.”
“You’re so delusional.”
“No. You consume me ” He groaned, brushing his thumb over my lower lip.
I pushed him off me, wiped my mouth, and quickly adjusted my clothes.
But just as I turned to leave, his hand grabbed mine, stopping me “Help me sort this out,” he murmured, his voice low and heavy with need
I frowned, trying to pull away. “Killian, are you fucking insane? You want me to help with that?” I gestured to his obvious erection straining against the denim of his jeans
He ran his tongue over his bottom lip and sighed “Fine Alright Just I’ll go handle it myself.” He pushed open a door
beside the corridor, the one that used to be an old maintenance room
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I stared after him. “What are you even planning to do?”
He turned, his eyes dark. “I can’t move around like this. It hurts.”
He didn’t wait for my response, just stepped in and left the door slightly ajar. Curious, my feet moved before
catch up. I stepped inside and shut the door behind me.
The room was small, cluttered with shelves and boxes.
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Killian was already unbuckling his belt, his body turned slightly away. But when he heard the door click shut, he app
back at me.
“You staying?”
I didn’t respond. Just stood there, frozen.
He pulled down his jeans, and his erection sprang out, thick and hard, already glistening with pre–cum
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I swallowed hard. It was long, thicker than I remembered. Girthy, veined, and so engorged it looked like it pained him to even breathe.
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He grabbed the edge of a shelf, his other hand wrapping around his cock, stroking slowly. “Fucking hell,” he groaned, tilting his head back. “Liana… this is your f… this is your fucking fault.”
I couldn’t look away. It was as if I was nineteen again, peeking into his bathroom, only this time, it was out in the open. Right in front of me.
The way his back tensed, the muscles under his shirt shifting as he moved his fist up and down his cock, it arches of pure eroticism.
I felt my thighs squeeze together on their own. My pulse was every bit a mess.
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“This isn’t right,” I whispered to myself, almost chanting. “Dad is still furious with me… I haven’t even explained everything yet… but…”
Killian turned his head slowly, his jaw clenched. “You watching is making me harder. Either help or leave, Liana.”
I was in front of him before I could think. My hand curled around his thick shaft, and his breath caught.
“You’re huge,” I whispered.
He looked down at me. “You caused it.”
He brushed my cheek with the back of his hand. “Now be a good girl. Kneel. Put it in your mouth.”
I slid to my knees. My tongue peeked out. I licked the tip, slow, teasing him. He groaned deep, his hips bucking slightly.
Then I took him in, inch by inch. The flavor of him exploded on my tongue Salt, skin, and pure desire.
He grabbed a handful of my hair, curling it in his fist. “Yesss…”
I moved faster. My lips slick, my spit mixing with his leak. He was groaning, head thrown his head back again. “That’s it… fuck take more
His hips started moving with me, fucking into my mouth gently, then harder. My hands held onto his thighs My eyes teared from the depth
He was all muscle and raw lust Grunting Making filthy promises between breaths.
“You love this, don’t you?” he whispered “You’re my filthy girl. Taking my cock like you were born for it.”
He fucked my mouth with brutal rhythm, now relentless. My chin was slick, my mouth stretched around his cock.
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Then his whole body locked up.
“Fuck… fuck… Liana… I’m coming…”
His cock pulsed, then exploded. Thick spurts shot deep into my mouth, filling it, spilling over my tongue.
He groaned an animal sound, trembling as I milked every drop from him.
When he pulled out, he was still hard, still wild–eyed.
He yanked me up and devoured my mouth, tongue plunging in as if he wanted to taste himself on me.
“Thanks,” he breathed, eyes dark with possession. “But I repay debts. In full. Next time, you won’t be leaving
He wiped his mouth, then zipped up and straightened his shirt.
I just stood there, still trying to process what I’d done. What I let happen.
My legs were unsteady. My chest rising and falling. My mind spinning so hard.
He opened the door.
“You should leave first,” he murmured. “Before someone suspects.”
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I nodded, then stepped out, my heart still pounding as if I’d just ran a marathon. My lips tingled. My thighs trembled.
What did I just do?…
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