Chapter 3 Lead by Revenge

Kimberly held Marcus by the collar and dropped her lips on his. Marcus quickly dropped his leg on the brakes. “Are you trying to kill us?” He quickly pressed his lips further against hers. No man, no matter how annoyed or angry he was, could possibly refuse a passionate kiss from a beautiful girl, and Marcus was no exception. Though he knew the notice for her action, he couldn’t reject her. “I believe your mind is made up, right?” Even though Marcus knew that at this moment Kimberly was just using him as a tool to achieve her motive, he couldn’t help but take the next step. Kimberly didn’t reply but rather kept on kissing him more intensely. Expressing her very thoughts through it. “Get to the back!” Marcus believed that physical intimacy without any form of responsibility was too cheap. The kind of allure Marcus has in mind has nothing to do with Kimberly’s family background, though hers was different from any he had ever seen. All he was actually interested in was what he was about to gain, and nothing more. Kimberly hesitated before finally opening the door and moving to the back seat. The fear of her failing was making her heart pound a bit faster than usual. “Get undressed.” Marcus was willing to see just how far she was willing to go in order to make him help her. Kimberly calmly started unbuttoning her shirt. Marcus closed his eyes in disbelief as he eyed the perfect figure, which was sad, waiting patiently for his next command. He quickly opened the door and went to join her in the back seat. With passion and lust burning brightly in his eyes, he began kissing her furiously, and she responded with the same energy. He moved his hand and began removing her black bra with his mouth still on hers. She can clearly feel every intch of her skin trembling. The sensation of pleasure she had never experienced rushed through every part of her body as she let out a loud moan. The sound of their bodies slamming against each other resonated in the night’s calm air. The car had been parked outside Marcus’s villa throughout yesterday. Kimberly’s body was sore by the time she got herself. She couldn’t tell if anyone had heard them, as anyone getting closer to the car could have heard faint sounds coming from within. “Can you take me home?” Kimberly was holding her head, which felt as though it might fall off. She didn’t know when the sun had stuck its nose outside. They’d been having an exciting session of passion all night. This was probably the most reckless thing she had ever done, considering the fact that anyone could have caught them. This probably wasn’t the best thing to do in order to get back at her husband, especially not doing it with her fiancée’s brother. Kimberly was ready to take last night’s events as nothing more than a mere dream. Especially since last night’s adventure didn’t give her the feeling of revenge she’d expected to feel. Marcus strengthened his shirt. He took a short glance at the sad figure beside him and drove without saying a word. … “Can you sleep a little longer?” William rubbed his eyes as the rays of the sun, which managed to escape the curtains, hit his eyes. “Don’t you know it’s already very bright outside?” William crossed his hand over her body and tugged her close, his eyes full of infatuation and lust. “I think you should check on Kimberly, you know you guys had plans last night and I kind of feel bad for interrupting. I’m wondering if she is perhaps angry.” Her voice was soft and her words carried a sense of guilt, though it didn't give a hint of such in itself. It was more like a seductive attempt which kept the man that was trying hard to enjoy a last minute sleep restless with lustful thoughts. “Angry? I’ve never seen angry in all the years I’ve known her and I seriously doubt she’s endowed with such feelings. So don’t worry too much about her ok?” he tugged her even closer but she pushed him away in an attempt to leave his arm. “Even at that, don’t you think we should at least check on her?” “Okay, if you say so, but can we forget about Kimberly for now? You are the one I need.” He began to move his hands recklessly around her body. Kimberly trembled with the rhythm, enjoying another round of passion. … As Kimberly sat down in the car staring at passersby, she realized that it wasn’t such a good idea for her to go home looking so rough. “Can you drop me at the next shopping mall?” Kimberly early pointed out her uninteresting voice. “So, what are you planning to do? Buy some new clothes? I doubt a single piece of clothing is going to be enough to cover the marks on your body. Or perhaps you are trying to make yesterday’s events seem not real but let me tell you in advance that it was more than just real.” Marcus said with a mockery to me as he drove past the shopping mall. Those words really got Kimberly. She was actually feeling impulsive over everything that happened last night but that doesn’t mean she was about to ignore the reality staring at her in the face. “Then I won’t be foolish to head back looking like someone who had just had a visit to a drug center.” Marcus pretended not to be listening and continued driving. She dragged the steering, forcing him to step on the brakes. “If you really care about both families, especially yours that much, then take back to the mall ! Whatever happened between us yesterday was nothing and it ends right here.” Kimberly felt devastated. She couldn’t bring herself to think what might happen if she ever went home in her current condition. Marcus grabbed her jaw tightly and frowned. “Over? Oh no Miss, nothing is over until I say so! You better get that into that thick skull of yours.” Kimberly furrowed her brows in pain. “Can you let go?” Marcus sneered and with a sigh removed his hand from her jaw and lit a cigarette just before she opened the car and went into the mall. Since it was still the early hours of the day, the mall was scanty with few people around. With her last standing dignity, she bought a few clothes, even though she was well aware that her dignity meant little before Marcus. “I hear there’s movement at the villa. Perhaps they’ve already left to come and find you. I believe you have a plan on how to explain what happened last night and perhaps reject him.” Marcus’s voice rang behind her as he puffed out smoke with his left hand in his pocket. He reached out and raised Kimberly’s shirt to expose a red mark which hid beneath it. Just as she was about to argue, her phone rang. She checked the LCD and saw that it was William. Marcus narrowed his eyebrows. “So what are you going to do?” Should she answer it or not?