His Betrayal, Her Revenge- Seducing J'onn Condex Novel Cover

His Betrayal, Her Revenge- Seducing J'onn Condex

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After enduring a devastating betrayal by the man she once trusted, a resilient woman decides to take matters into her own hands. She crafts a calculated plan to dismantle his life by targeting the powerful billionaire J'onn Condex. By weaving a web of seduction and strategic charm, she aims to manipulate her way into his inner circle. In this high-stakes game of passion and revenge, she must balance her desire for justice with the unexpected risks of the heart.

His Betrayal, Her Revenge- Seducing J'onn Condex Chapter 1

A couple of days ago, I was typing away on my laptop when a knock arrived at the door.

"Come in," I responded without even raising my head from what I was doing.

The person at the other end heard me and walked in, then tentatively shut the door behind them.

"Typing still?" the very familiar voice inquired with a smile, which made me raise my head from the laptop.

"Yup, just trying to get this report out. But I'm glad you're here." She walked over to my work area and sat on the visitor's chair, never taking her eyes away from the yummy personality that was across from her.

"I've already told you not to be sitting there again. Move over!" I commanded the moment her ass landed on the chair.

"Somebody may walk in," she panted, looking at the door.

"That's my concern. Come to Daddy," I waved for her to come sit with me where I was.

Covering her blush, Bonnie got up slowly and approached me. I got her to sit on my lap and, at once, I wrapped my palms around her face and began kissing her. It was soft, fervent, and would have gone on a little longer if Bonnie hadn't pulled away.

"Someone might come in," she said.

"So?"

"Are you that shy of me?"

"No baby, I just do not want problems. Literally all the women in this building have crushes on you. I genuinely do not want my name in their mouth for gossiping."

A weak smile crossed my lips. "Since when did you start caring about what others think?" I untucked her top from her skirt and inched my way slowly down the back of her top, toward her breasts.

"I don't. I just don't like the attention."

"You don't like the attention and yet you're in love with J'onn Condex? Hm!

"Don't do it in my face." She smiled, and the smile dissipated into a soft moan.

"Easy," she said, trying to keep the blush from her face.

"You don't like this?" I pressed harder on her nipples.

"I do. My breasts have just been so sensitive lately. So any touch on my nipples gets to my head."

Even before I was able to say another word, I raised her top, dropped her bra, and latched on her left nipple while stroking it with my right hand. I sucked like a famished baby who has been denied his most favorite.

"J'onn!" She groaned softly, straining so hard to suppress her voice. Bonnie didn't know when she placed her hands on my head, guiding me well to suck her tits. As much as she didn't want to believe it, she liked the pain pleasure she was feeling there.

"F**k, yes!"

"J'onn," she breathed the moment I was slipping her legs apart the way she was sitting on my lap.

"Don't lie to me and say you've started being scared again," I whispered, returning my lips to her nipples as I adjusted her panties to bikini line high.

"Somebody might come in."

"Put everyone out of your head and focus on us."

"I adore having you always so wet for me." I started tracing my fingers over her clit. Increasing speed, I instructed, "Don't muffle your moans. I want to hear it all." My office was soundproofed, so I had nothing to fear. Bonnie trusted herself enough to speak, so she shook her head, but nodded instead.

Not being able to keep it to myself anymore, I stuffed two fingers inside her pussy. I removed my lips from her nipples and started kissing around the edges of her neck, slowly finger-fucking her.

"I love the way your body reacts to my touch. I could f**k you all day."

"Yes," she moaned.

"Yes, what?" I knowingly increased the pace, pumping my fingers into her.

"Don't stop, J'onn."

"Why?"

…"oh f**k…yes."

"Talk!"

"I want your d*ck in me."

"Beg for it."

"Please, baby."

"Please what?" I snarled, not slowing up my pace.

"I need your big fat dick in me!!!"

"You're gonna get what you want, B*tch!" I gently slapped the face of her pussy and stood her up on her feet. I got up too, I leaned Bonnie over my desk, pulled up her skirt, unbuckled my pants, dropped my briefs, opened her legs a bit, slapped her ass, and very slowly inserted myself into her from behind.

"Hmmm, yeah baby!" Bonnie moaned in pleasure as I pressed deeper and harder into her. I went at it hard with her till the pair got together, me ejaculating all my spoils inside of her.

"I love you," I murmured in her ear as I withdrew my d*ck. Bonnie blushed as she proceeded to the bathroom behind my office with shaking legs. She cleaned herself, fixed up her clothes and hair, and then returned in a flash.

Instead of sitting back on the visitor's chair, she proceeded into my lap, and I welcomed my arms around her.

"Let me show you something." Before Bonnie could ask what it was, I crept forward a bit, opened my desk, and pulled out a square box. Bonnie's throat dry, her heart beating twice the speed of normal at the revelation of what that could be.

"I've been wanting to do this for quite a while now but I was waiting for the right moment."

"I don't even know how you would survive in this world and not be mine. It made me realize that I would have to act fast because I would be so damn jealous if some other guy robbed you away from me."

I withdrew the ring. Bonnie's eyes overflowed with tears upon seeing the very lovely ring.

"Will you marry me?"

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His Betrayal, Her Revenge- Seducing J'onn Condex of Contents

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