Chapter 6 Champagne And Sins 2

• You know that feeling of freedom one experiences, and how exciting it can be—the thrill of doing something you had not done before. That was exactly how I felt.
• One night of sin, and it feels so refreshing, I cannot stop thinking of him.
• It's been one week since my vacation, yet all I think about is Ace. I am so pleased with myself for accepting his invitation that night—it was the best decision I ever made.
• “Getting lost again…” Lucy's voice pulls me back to reality. It's been this way for a week.
• My maid-turned-friend, since Erin restricted me from having friends—not like I wanted any.
• Ignoring Lucy, I bit my lip, walking over to where the steaming pot of soup sat. “Erin might suspect if you keep glowing this way.”
• She was looking out for me, just like she's always done. And like every other secret, I told her about the passionate night with Ace.
• “I don't care if he finds out. He already knows he doesn't satisfy me—not even once.” I rolled my eyes.
• “Careful now, sis. You know what he is capable of, if he ever finds out you let another man touch you.”
• With a sharp nod, I waved off Lucy’s words. Fear was the last thing on my mind—especially after the taste of sin and freedom.
• “Alright, let’s get this party started!” I heard Scar, Erin’s right-hand man, yelling from the window of my room. I peeked out to see cars tripping into the estate.
• Tonight was special to my husband. Erin had succeeded in closing a deal with a long-time rival, buying his entire business. This was more like a celebratory win after he killed the rival’s family—all for power and wealth.
• I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, and I was gorgeous in this tight dress Erin had gotten me.
• A sigh escapes my lips as his figure strode into my dark room. “Mi vida,” like he always calls me—his voice rang out in the dark.
• Erin was fat and ugly, raped me occasionally, but he always protects me, buys me every luxury I desire. It was the only sweetness I managed to hold on to.
• “Congratulations again on your win, dear.” I smiled, fixing his tux. He grunted low, then kissed me hard. When he pulled away, he handed me a box.
• A million dollars’ worth of a diamond necklace sat pretty—it was so beautiful I lost my voice.
• “My brother arrives today. I want you to look the most expensive in the room.”
• Yeah, I remember the brother he barely spoke of—the one Lesley called a homewrecker, as their papa had him with his mistress and ended up destroying their once-perfect home.
• “I thought you hated him?” I asked.
• “I still do. But we decided to put the past behind us.”
• With my hands in his, he pulled me out to the garden where the dinner party was being held. Our million-dollar home was decorated expensively, in Erin’s style.
• He always loved to show me off. It was a way of saying money can indeed get you anything.
• Just as we rounded the fourth table greeting our guests, Lesley walked up to us with a frown.
• “You invited him!”
• “Keep your voice down or I'll help you,” my husband growled. My brow creased at their bickering, but then he grabbed her hand, pulling away.
• Taking that opportunity to escape, I fled to the dark alley alone for some air—away from the crowd and judgmental eyes of the Cosa Nostra wives.
• I was into my second stick of cigarettes when I heard someone laugh. I turned around, and to my surprise, a man I would never forget—even in the dark—stood feet away.
• Both hands in pockets, even as he approached me and moved into the light, I still could not believe this was real.
• “You look stunning, baby girl.” He smiled coldly. My breath caught, unable to speak.
• “Ace??”
• “In the flesh.”
• How on earth? Erin would definitely kill him if he found him here with me. My heart raced immediately.
• “What are you doing here?” My voice was a whisper.
• “I'm here for you,” he lets out, as he moves so close now—those strong hands wrap around my waist as he claims my lips in a kiss.
• I don't know how long it lasted, but the voice of Erin calling out to me pulls me back to reality. I shove Ace away, trying to escape, but he holds me down anyway.
• The cold wall eats up my skin as he leans down, breathing on my face.
• “Please… I need to leave.” The words left my trembling lips.
• “Stay…please,” he whispers back, and this time his fingers already found their way into my panties; slowly he stroked.
• “Mierda! You're wet,” he cursed in Spanish. Maybe this was a foggy dream, and I might wake up soon, but I never want it to end.
• I moan as his fingers begin to move fast inside of me; skillfully, he finger-f*ck*d me until I came.
• “God damn it, where the fuck is my wife!?” I heard Erin calling out for me from a distance, but I was too lost in the pleasure this man instilled in me.
• “Fuck... Don't stop, just like that... Suck it.” I moaned into my hands. Ace was down on his knees now between my legs, sucking greedily on my pussy while eating my cum.
• When he finally moved up, he had a cold smile on. “I see you're not scared to die,” I murmur, causing him to groan, and immediately he thrusts into me again, wrapping my legs around his waist.
• “I have fought too many wars and succeeded; your pussy of a husband doesn't frighten me, Eloise.”
• He knew Erin and that I was married??
• The confusion didn't last as he fucks me fast and hard now, the music concealing our slap of skin mixed with my harsh moans.
• When a cock like Ace fucks you, you must scream.
• “Fucking tight and so wet for me,” he praised, going faster. Hands grabbed my ass tight. I felt his index finger plunge into my butt hole, and that's my cue. I'm a writhing mess. I cum hard, my body shaking in his hold.
• “I know you missed this cock.” He chuckles when I go down on my knees and take him into my mouth. I was being extra daring; perhaps his amazing c*ck had f*ck*d my anxiety away.
• So I s*ck*d him like a pro, deep-throating and making porny gag sounds. His moans filled the air as he came in my mouth, and his eyes widened with joy when I swallowed his c*m.
• Just then we hear footsteps approaching. I hurriedly pull him away from the party.
• “You should not have come here, My husband will kill you. Go now to this address and wait for me,” I shoved a card into his hands.
• “Do not ask questions, and please go now.” My eyes looked around for anyone.
• He smiled but took the card and walked away without another word.
• A few minutes later, I rearranged my hair and dress, including my makeup.
• Lucy walked up to me first the moment I walked in. “Erin’s pissid,” she whispered, but I had yet to respond as my name was yelled from the table ahead.
• “Eloise Erin Stark! Everyone, my beautiful wife.” The crowd cheered while I was ready to disappear. Beside him was a man who looked too familiar as I approached.
• “Finally she arrives, Nicholas. Meet my amazing wife, Eloise, mi vida.” Erin placed a kiss on my hand before squeezing so tight that I felt his anger.
• My soul left my body the moment I saw his face, but what broke me entirely was the words from my husband: “Mi Vida, my half-brother Nicholas Ace.”
• My breath seized, the world stopped spinning, and he had a d*mn smile on his face, like he had not just f*ck*d me minutes ago.
• My husband’s half-brother is my secret lover.