Chapter 93

Chapter 93

BLAIRE

As I stirred from my sleep, a strange sensation tingled between my

legs, snapping me to full consciousness. Before I could make sense of

it all, a loud moan escaped my lips.

“Ahhh...” Where am 1? What's happening?

I slowly lifted my head, only to find a man passionately exploring my

femininity, devouring me with a hunger akin to that of a starved

predator. I tried to push him away, desperate to uncover his identity, but

he firmly grasped my wrist, refusing to let go.

“You can't resist me, sweetheart,” he murmured in a voice both familiar

and foreign, sending shivers down my spine.

Despite the unfamiliarity, there was a flicker of recognition buried within

his words.

Before I could protest further, his tongue resumed its tantalizing

exploration, sending ripples of pleasure coursing through my body. I

moaned helplessly, surrendering to the sinful delight washing over me.

Despite knowing I should resist, I succumbed to his touch, yielding to

the ecstasy he offered. With each blissful caress, our moans filled the

dimly lit room.

As the sensations lingered, I reluctantly opened my eyes to find myself

exposed, with him poised between my legs, ready to take me. Despite

my efforts, the dim light obscured his features, leaving me unable to

discern his identity.

In the dimly lit room, with the smell of passion in the air, I felt swept

away by a rush of feelings. Each touch brought me more pleasure,

making me feel like I was on fire.

As he moved closer, I couldn't help but let out a loud moan of pleasure.

It felt like I was losing myself in the moment, unable to think of anything

else.

“Ooooh...fck!” I cried out, overwhelmed by the sensations rushing

through me.

He whispered sweet things in my ear, making me feel even more

excited. His touch awakened desires I never knew I had.

But even as I enjoyed the moment, I couldn't shake the feeling of not

knowing who he was, His face was hidden in the darkness, leaving me

confused about his identity. Despite me not knowing who he was, he

still managed to set my body on fire. He gave me pleasure and

awakened the desire inside me I never knew existed.

What puzzled me even more was how comfortable I felt with him, even

though I couldn't see his face clearly. His touch made me feel safe and

warm, like I belonged to him.

How could I let myself get so carried away with someone I didn't even

recognize? The question nags at me, but I can't stop myself from

enjoying the pleasure he gave me.

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As our passion reached its peak, I felt like I was on the edge of

something amazing. And as the waves of pleasure washed over me, I

let myself go completely, lost in the moment.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. All my worries and doubts were

forgotten as we connected with pure pleasure.

He positioned himself in between my legs, yet I still couldn't see his

face clearly. I squinted my eyes, trying my best to recognize him. But

no matter what I do, I can’t put a face on the man who's giving me

pleasure that is unknown to me.

“Ooohhh..."” I moaned loudly as he started penetrating my inside.

He buried his face against my neck and continued to whisper sweet

things against my car as he slowly thrust his hips forward.

I felt like my head was about to explode when he started increasing his

pace, sending shivers down my spine. Every fiber of my being felt his

every thrust. I dug my finger against his back, and my nails started

leaving marks on his tan and chiseled back.

I felt a pang of pain digging through my skin as he buried his teeth

against my shoulder, biting and nibbling me.

And as we moved together, lost in the feeling, I realized that I had

found something special with this mysterious stranger.

It was something beyond words, something that didn’t need an

explanation.

It was pure bliss.

As soon as I fully accepted the pleasure that he was offering to me, I

felt my body convulse with too much love and desire. One final blow,

and I felt a hot liquid gushing inside me as my body arose towards the

peak of my ergasm.

My breath was heavy as I tried to catch my breath. My chest was

moving erratically when I felt the man slowly brush his cheeks against

mine until we were finally facing each other.

“You're mine, Blaire. All mine,” he said with his deep, baritone voice.

As I stared at the man murmuring sweet words in front of me, his face

started to become clearer. I gasped for air when I finally put a face on

the man who was giving me pleasure and sending me to bliss.

"Sebastian..." I uttered.

And as soon as his face became clearer, I bolted up from my slumber.

“Hey, are you okay?” Sebastian asked with a frown on his face and

looked so worried.

I quickly looked around and noticed that I was still inside the yacht’s

cabin, and we were still sailing along the vast ocean,

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I was still trying to catch my breath when Sebastian stood up to get a

glass of water.

“Here, have a drink,” he offered, handing me the glass. “What's wrong?

Did you have a nightmare?” he asked.

“Definitely not a nightmare,” I murmured, still catching my breath.

“What? Did you say something?” he said.

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“N-Nothing!" I quickly answered, faking a smile on my face to hide the

lewd thoughts playing inside my head.

Why did I even dream about that thing? And of all people, why him?

For the past few months that I've been with Grant, I've never had a wet

dream, not even once. Yet with Sebastian, I've only met him today, but

I'm already fantasizing about sleeping with him. What is wrong with

me?

“Are you sure you're okay? You looked flushed,” he said before putting

his palm against my forehead.

I was so startled by the mere warmth of his touch that I quickly moved

my him. His frown deepened upon watching my

action.

away from

I cleared my throat, trying to gather my thoughts. And I tried to act

normal when he attempted to put his palm against my forehead once

again to check on me.

“You're quite hot. Are you sure, okay?” he asked worriedly.

I immediately brushed his hand aside in my attempt to put distance

between them. His being so close to me doesn't help at all in calming

my nerves. Though it was nothing but a dream, I still feel like my body

has been through a mind-blowing orgasm.

“I said I'm fine,” I replied irritatedly, trying to hide the unfamiliar

sensation I felt as soon as

his hand touched my skin.

I quickly got up from the bed and walked out of the cabin. I went

straight to the deck as I tried to get away from Sebastian. I feel like a

moth to a fire. Whenever I'm close to him, there's something in him that

makes me more drawn to him.

As long as my memory hasn't come back, I can't let my feelings sway

me.

I took a deep breath, feeling the cold breeze of the ocean. It was cold

enough to put out the fire burning inside me, caused by that lewd

dream.

I don’t know how long our journey would be, but I think it's safe to keep

my distance from Sebastian.

“Dylan...”

I was startled when I heard Grant's voice behind me. I quickly turned

around. I saw him

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standing behind me, a few feet away from where I was standing. He

frowned when he noticed that I was a bit jumpy.

“Did I startle you? What's going on?" he asked.

I forced a smile on my face to hide the uneasiness inside me. I wonder

why I never felt that same intense feeling towards Grant, even though

he constantly reminds me that he is my husband. Is it possible to be

more attracted to a stranger than your husband?

“I-I'm okay. Just feeling a bit anxious with everything going on,” I

replied, trying to reassure Grant.

He studied my face in silence, his expression unreadable. When he

finally smiled, I let out a sigh of relief. As he approached me, he

reached out and gently took hold of my arms.

“Don’t worry. Once we're back home, everything will become clear,”

Grant reassured me with a reassuring squeeze.

We stood there, his comforting presence easing my worries, when

Sebastian suddenly appeared on the deck. “Blaire-" He halted mid—

sentence, and his eyes darkened as he realized I wasn't alone.

Eventually, his eyes landed on Grant's hands,

landed on Grant's hands, which were holding me.

I'm not sure why, but I had the sudden urge to brush Grant's hand to

the side. I subtly removed Grant's hand that was holding me when I

saw how Sebastian's jaw tightened.

“How long until we get to the port?” I asked, trying to dispel the tension

building around us.

“How long until we reach the port?” I inquired, hoping to diffuse the

tension that hung heavy in the air.

“About half an hour,” Sebastian replied in his deep, resonant voice.

Half an hour. It was a manageable timeframe. All I needed to do was

steer clear of him at all

costs. The challenge, however, lay in the limited space onboard this te

hide, avoiding him would prove to be quite the feat.

With nowhere to

As the yacht sliced through the gentle waves, I found myself on edge,

acutely aware of Sebastian's presence looming nearby. Every glance in

his direction sent a shiver down my spine, reminding me of the tangled

web of uncertainty that surrounded us.

Grant's reassuring smile offered some semblance of comfort, but

beneath the surface, I could sense his own apprehension. His grip on

my arms tightened slightly, a silent reassurance that we were in this

together.

But as the minutes ticked by, tension hung heavy in the air, suffocating

any attempt at conversation. I could feel Sebastian's gaze lingering on

me, his eyes burning with unspoken questions. It was only a matter of

time before the silence became unbearable.

I breathe out a sigh of relief when I can already see the port after a

couple of minutes. I'm

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glad that this journey is finally over and we're so close to finding out the

truth.

When we alight from the yacht, there are two cars waiting for us..

B

“I'll lead the way. Just follow us,” Grant said before gently holding my

arm and guiding me towards the black sedan, which I assume was his

car.

But we hadn't taken a few more steps away when Sebastian suddenly

grabbed my other arm, preventing me from moving away.

“I don't think it's a good idea for Blaire to go with you,” he said in a cold

tone.

“No one's asking your opinion,” Grant replied with the same coldness

before pulling me once again. But as soon as he did that, Sebastian

tightened his grip on my arm. They look like they're playing tug of war,

but instead of a rope, they are holding me on both sides.

“It's not an opinion, it's a statement,” Sebastian said.

Grant sneered, “What are you afraid of? That I will take Dylan and run

away? Don't worry, I have no reason to do that. On the contrary, I'm

more eager to prove to you that this woman right here is not your wife

but mine. She's Dylan, not Blaire.”

I was a little bit surprised by Grant's sudden urge to prove his identity

as my husband. I was expecting that he would be bothered by

Sebastian's sudden appearance, yet I'm seeing the total opposite.

Before we left the island, my mind was already leaning towards

Sebastian. But right now, I'm totally confused. Does this mean Grant

was telling the truth?

“I'm only going to believe your words when I see them with my own

eyes. Until then, she’s to Blaire to me.” He then tried to pull me toward

his side once again.

As expected, Grant did the same. “Why don't we just ask Dylan which

one she wants to go with?"

I was caught by surprise when suddenly both their eyes locked on me.

They were staring at me, waiting for my answer. My gaze keeps shifting

between the two of them. And when my eyes locked with Sebastian, I

suddenly held my breath. His gaze sends jolts of electricity through

every fiber of my being.

“I'm going with Grant,” I finally answered.

I felt a lump in my throat when I saw the pain in Sebastian's eyes when

he heard my answer. I wanted to console him, but I quickly stopped

myself. Until I'm sure who's telling the truth, I can’t let my feelings sway

me.

I choose Grant not because I trust him, but because I don't trust myself

whenever I'm around Sebastian. He has the power to shuffle my head

and make my heart race.

“You heard the lady,” Grant said before brushing Sebastian's arm aside.

Grant was smiling

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triumphantly as we walked towards his car. He opened the door for

me.

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I looked at Sebastian, who was standing a few feet away from us one

last time. My heart was stricken as I watched the pain and longing in

his eyes. I looked away before getting inside the

car.

Grant immediately went around and went to the driver's seat. “Let's go

home,” he uttered excitedly.

But it was the opposite of what is inside my heart right now. I have a

feeling that something is wrong, but I can’t say which one it is. Why

does Sebastian manage to make my heart race as soon as he lays

eyes on me? A feeling that I never felt with Grant, who I've been

staying with for the last six months.

I looked in the side mirror and saw Sebastian's car following us behind.

I blew a loud sigh as I felt a heavy feeling inside my chest as I watched

him from afar.

There's definitely something wrong with me.

The whole drive has been silent. I was so focused on looking outside

the window that I didn’t notice that our car had stopped in front of a

huge house.

“We're here,” Grant uttered, which brought me back from my reverie.

We get out of the car. It didn’t take long before Sebastian arrived as

well. Grant led the way inside the house. While we were walking inside,

I could feel the strong, towering presence of Sebastian behind me. I

can sense the warmth of his body despite our distance. It was as if my

body was yearning for his touch.

With those thoughts in my head, I was startled when my back suddenly

bumped into his hard—chiseled chest.

I quickly turned around to apologize. “I-I'm sorry—" I frowned when I

noticed him when his eyes were fixed behind me. He looked pale, as if

he saw a ghost. It also seems that he didn't notice that I was standing

right in front of him and that our bodies were a few inches away from

one another.

I wondered why he seemed so surprised all of a sudden. I followed his

gaze to see what had caught his attention. My jaw fell open when I saw

what was behind me.

In the spacious living room, right in the center where the two staircases

met, hung a large wedding photo of Grant and me. It was impossible to

miss, almost like it was put there to welcome the guest.

And as I continue to look around the living room, I can see pictures of

us displayed in every corner of the house.

“Now that you see it for yourself, do you believe me now?” Grant said.

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