Darling Villain (Forbidden Fruit #1)

Chapter 3

Adrien

I t’s not often that someone can make me lose my composure.

Dean Carter is one of the few people who are exceptions to that rule. What I didn’t expect was for his precious niece to get under my skin as easily.

Tiffany Carter is a wild card, unpredictable and fiery, with eyes that blaze with determination. I can’t deny that her defiance stirs something within me, a primal instinct to conquer and dominate.

Unfamiliar tension coils inside of me as I watch Tiffany walk away from me, her back straight and her head held high. The curve of her ass is delightful, and I can’t help but imagine my hands around that firm flesh.

It’s such a shame that the poisonous blood of the Carter family runs through her veins.

Dean Carter has been a thorn in my side for years, always trying to outsmart me. And now he sends his niece to do his dirty work. Of course, Dean Carter would send someone else in his stead—he knows I’m after him for a long overdue reckoning, and he’s too much of a coward to deal with me himself. The only question is—why on earth would he send his heir as a pawn in this game?

Either he’s stupid or he only cares about himself. Knowing Dean, it’s most definitely the latter.

I pull out my phone and dial Daniel’s number. The call connects on the first ring, and I waste no time getting straight to the point.

“Were you able to get rid of her driver?”

“Driver’s out of the picture. Emile took care of it,” Daniel says.

“Good. When she gets there, make sure she’s watched closely. Find out what she’s truly after. Get me everything you can on her. I want to know her weaknesses, her fears, her background, everything that could give us an upper hand.”

Tiffany is dangerous because she’s an uncharted territory. She’s smart, that much is clear, but what else lies beneath that surface? Would a girl like her know a thing about our business? It could be a ruse. Perhaps Dean is trying to string me along and distract me from my plans. Or she could be just as sharp and cunning as her uncle.

Either way, I need to be careful, play my cards right, and figure out what she’s planning.

Protecting my interests is paramount, and if Tiffany Carter wants to play games, she’ll learn she’s no match for me.

“Consider it done.”

I lean back in my seat. “Keep me informed of her movements.”

With that, I disconnect the call and slide my phone back into my pocket.

The lingering aroma of Tiffany’s perfume fills my senses, igniting a deliciously sweet craving within me. The subtle notes of strawberries and vanilla sweep over me, her soft, feminine scent stirring something deep inside.

A longing, a desire, a yearning that I can’t explain.

What was it about this girl is so fucking fascinating?

She is too young, inexperienced, and innocent. She’s lovely, but not as alluring as the women I usually go for. My go-to type is flashy, curvy blackheads with big tits and dirty mouths. Women who can give as good as they get. Someone who knows my world, my rules, and expects nothing more than a good time.

And yet, the deep, primitive part of me wants to possess Tiffany. To claim her as mine.

Tiffany is beautiful. She is a na?ve little thing with her big blue eyes, rosy skin, and the plushest, softest pink lips I have ever seen. I can imagine her pouty lips wrapped tightly around my cock, sucking. My fingers digging into her thick blonde curls and pulling her closer.

A siren looking like an angel.

My cock hardens at the mere thought of her.

I huff and run a hand through my hair, contemplating my next step.

Tiffany could complicate things. I covered my tracks and left clues that would lead directly to Dean, hoping to divert attention away from my team’s illegal activities. But Tiffany caught on to our meticulous manipulations of Carter Corporation’s records and noticed something was amiss. It would be disastrous if she dug deeper while we were still working on obtaining the last piece of evidence needed to take down Carter Corporation and expose its illicit dealings.

The question is whether she shared her suspicions with Dean.

So no, her beauty, soft skin, and alluring scent don’t distract me. Instead, they send a chill down my spine.

Tiffany Carter is off-limits.

She’s Dean’s niece—that’s the only thing that should matter.

I refuse to let the girl’s pretty face and lush body cloud my judgment and make me forget about my rules and objectives.

I will never touch her, but my cock doesn’t seem to understand the situation.

Christ, I need to get laid.

A knock on the door saves me from the disarray in my head.

“Come in,” I say, knowing it’s most definitely the brunette from the front desk.

Anna is always eager to get me between her legs, and she’s self–aware enough to know that it won’t mean anything. Besides, the alluring little thing with the big blue eyes and blonde curls has worked me up enough for me to consider taking Anna up on her offer.

Dean’s niece might be off-limits, but that doesn’t mean I can’t find someone else to help release some tension.

As soon as Anna enters the room, I sense her excitement. She tries to act coy, but her eyes are sizing me up, searching for the signs that I’m interested. Her gaze eventually lands on my crotch, and a knowing smile spreads across her face. She makes her way over to me, placing her hand on my chest and lightly running her fingertips along my skin.

“You look like you could use some company,” she says with a sly grin, bending down in front of me so that I have a perfect view of her ample breasts and freckled skin. She knows her tits are one of her best assets, and she also knows that I’m not one to turn down a good time. “I can help you with that.”

Anna may not be as beautiful or captivating as Tiffany Carter, but she’s enough to scratch the itch for now.

“Hello, Anna.” I allow my gaze to linger on her cleavage. “Are you on break?”

“Yeah,” she reaches for my half-empty glass of wine, lifts it to her lips, and takes a long sip, her pink lips brushing the glass. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” She sets the glass back down and closes the gap between us, pressing her body against mine. “I was hoping we could have a little fun.”

I laugh at how forward she is being.

“I’ll give you what you need,” Anna giggles, scratching her nails against my chest before sliding her hands down to cup my semi-hard cock. “Let me take care of this.”

It’s easy, fun and what man would refuse a blowjob? Only a stupid one.

Anna wraps her arms around my neck, pressing her ample breasts against my chest, and then she slips her hand into my pants. Her breath is warm against my ear as she whispers, “Let me make you feel good, baby.”

When she pulls on the waistband of my pants, freeing my hardening cock, I let out a sigh and lean my head back.

“You’re so big, so hard.” Anna grips me and slowly pumps up and down, looking at me through her lashes. “I bet I can make you even harder.”

I reach for my wallet and pull out a condom.

“Come on then. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Anna drops to her knees and expertly rolls the condom onto my cock before taking me into her mouth. She lets me slide deep into her warmth, swirling her tongue around the head before bobbing up and down to take more of me in.

I relish the feeling of her mouth around me. She moves faster and faster, taking more of me in until I’m buried deep in her throat. Anna gags, but I hold her head still, the sounds of the slurping echoing off the closed walls of the room.

Using her this way should make me feel guilty, but at this moment, all I care about is forgetting Tiffany and her sinful mouth.

I thrust my hips harder, forcing myself into Anna’s mouth without mercy. My body tenses as I reach my peak, but I barely notice the physical sensation. Instead, I avert my gaze from Anna’s face.

I know I’m being a complete bastard, but it doesn’t stop me from closing my eyes, biting my lip, and groaning in ecstasy as I imagine Tiffany’s alluring lips and dazzling eyes.

I leave Anna lying on the table, breathing hard, a satisfied smile on her face.

Hopefully, she’ll get that table disinfected.

As I wait for my driver to pull up in front of the entrance of L’Auberge, I make a quick call to Daniel.

“Do you have her?” I ask as soon as he picks up.

“Yeah, Emile has her. Tiffany was an easy catch. She didn’t see him coming. Currently, they’re half an hour away from the house.”

“Good, I’ll be there in the morning. Don’t give her a chance to escape.”

“I know the drill, boss,” Daniel says. “You have nothing to worry about. The pretty blonde is ours.”

Ours.

No, she’s mine .

“Daniel,” my voice hardens. “Don’t forget who she is. Keep your guard up and don’t touch her, understood?”

“Clearly.”

“Good,” I say before ending the call.

I climb into the back of the car and tell my driver to take me back to my place. I have to cancel tomorrow’s meetings and get some sleep before I leave Empire Heights in the morning.

Despite Dean Carter complicating my plans, he unknowingly gave me something valuable—Tiffany. She will be my way into getting to him, but first, I must find out what role she plays in all of this.

My holiday residence is just a few hours outside of the city. There, I will personally interrogate Tiffany and uncover her true intentions. Depending on her revelations, she might become a valuable ally or a dangerous liability that I must eliminate.

It may be one of the riskiest and most impulsive decisions I’ve ever made, but I have no choice but to trust my instincts. I need to get to Dean Carter, and Tiffany may hold the key to achieving that.

I’ll do whatever it takes to get the information out of her, even if it means breaking her down until she confesses the truth.

It’d be a pity, though, to ruin such a breathtaking beauty, wouldn’t it?