~ Nyx's Lover

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𝐍𝐘𝐗'𝐒 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 for the millionth time since morning but she ignores it. Celeste Nyx Knight is a lot of things 𝑏𝑢𝑡 forgiving is not one of them. She holds grudges against those who have wronged her, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑.

Perhaps, that is the reason why she refused to acknowledge her father's existence.

It had been three years since her dear mother's demise and it had changed Nyx for the better. Gone was Celeste, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙. Now Nyx ruled the world in her place. She was a 𝑙𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦- many cowered away from her yet her 𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 was a 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑝 set for her admirers.

She used men like they were ragged dolls - her mother had told her that she will find the one when she meets him. Yet, no one can make her feel comfortable. 𝑁𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟.

The music blared loudly from the speakers, almost deafening, but when you are drunk you let the alcohol do the job for you. Wearing her black cocktail dress with silver high heels, she looked absolutely enchanting. Her large circular dangler earrings swayed with her head and her red spark lipstick shone with the disco lights.

All eyes were on her as she swayed her hips to the music, the men refusing to look anywhere but her. She ran her hands through her slightly sweaty hair and got lost in the music. The alcohol made her forget about the worries of the world, but something was missing.

"I missed you, Nyx." a husky masculine voice interrupts her thoughts.

Nyx sighed as she felt his breath on her neck and hands on her waist. Just one look at him made her clutch her legs together, a familiar ache developing in her core. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑚.

Jason Tyler Cruise was the human version of Adonis, every detail of this man was simply perfect and mouth-watering. He was surely the best fuck she has had in all these years and boy, she can say that he is the only one who could make her feel good.

Their relationship held no title as of now - he was nothing more than her lover, though. The one she would go to when she needed some stress release. But then, she was the one he would go to when he needed to forget the worries of this world.

Jason was the son of a multi-billionaire, Jacob Ronald Cruise and his mother was a well-known actress - Katherine Blue Cruise. Jason himself was making billions in the field of technology, in fact, he was a tech geek and an excellent businessman at the same time.

His perfectly sculpted six packs abs, dark brown eyes that radiated dominance, and a smirk that will make all the girls and perhaps some men weak on their knees made him pretty famous. That's how she noticed him.

She was at a club party, drinking the mere essence of consciousness out of her when her eyes landed on the human adonis. A couple of drinks and hot dance later, they found themselves in a hotel room 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 each other as their lives depended on it. 𝐵𝑜𝑦, could he make a girl scream. For once, the Goddess wanted to be tamed by some handsome man.

The attraction was there but love wasn't. They stayed apart, messaging each other only when they needed a good fuck.

There was no doubt in her mind that Jason wanted her - there were times when they were in public and he would act possessive over her for no apparent reason. After all, when you are fucking you can't expect things to be completely platonic. There will be chemistry developed at some point in time. Yet, both chose to ignore it. They thought it was for their own good. They were messed up too much to be in a relationship.

Nyx didn't reply, instead, she wrapped her hands around his neck and started grinding on him while biting her lips. His hands made their way downwards, making her heart skip a beat.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝑁𝑦𝑥. Trust me, I won't hesitate to fuck the life out of you right now," he says as he turns her to face him.

"Well, then you will be showing off me to the others. You don't want them hearing my moans for you, 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?" she teased him back.

She watched as his eyes darkened and eyebrows furrowed, she knew she had hit the spot. Jason didn't like sharing what is his, perhaps that is the reason why she didn't see other men. But then, she didn't need them - ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛.

Their bodies moved together and Nyx suppressed a moan as Jason started biting her neck, leaving hickeys for her to cover up the next morning. He always wanted to claim her and boy, did she loved when he got all possessive over her.

"We are getting out of here, right now." she hears him growl in her ear.

She nods - the urge for him inside of her overpowering all of her senses. He took her hand as he led her out of the dance floor and then, out of his club. The billionaire playboy owned many out there, his bank balance getting large by every damn second.

As they got into his car, Jason slammed his lips on hers. She grabbed him by his collar and pulled him closer. Seeing him in his signature black tux always manages to make her weak on her knees.

"𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑁𝑦𝑥 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢," he whispers in his ears, sending a shiver of pleasure down her spine.

The night couldn't be, suddenly, long enough.

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