Forbidden Seduction [ Forbidden Obsession]

“If you desire, you can continue resting for a while longer. I will have the chef prepare lunch for us,” he suggested, rising to his feet.

Serena shook her head. “No, I’m not hungry yet. Where are you headed?” she inquired, noticing his change of attire.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“To my home office. I have some business matters to attend to. If you find yourself bored, feel free to explore the house or take a dip in the pool,” he informed her before leaving the room.

Remaining in bed for over an hour, Serena couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. She had witnessed the worried expression on Alex’s face. Surprisingly, she had caught a glimpse of him kneeling beside her side of the bed, watching over her as she slept. He had shown her immense kindness, yet all she had managed to do was worry him. Determined to make it up to him, she decided to prepare their dinner.

Leaving the bed, she made her way to the bathroom for a quick shower before changing into one of his shirts and shorts. Navigating the plethora of rooms on the lower level of the penthouse proved to be challenging, and Serena was on the verge of giving up on cooking until she stumbled upon the last door, which happened to be the kitchen.

The kitchen was spacious, equipped with everything she needed. As Serena began to meticulously prepare their dinner, she remained oblivious to the fact that Alex was silently observing her. He had been standing there for over ten minutes, captivated by her culinary skills. Every movement she made was executed with precision, causing him to marvel at how flawlessly his clothes adorned her.

The garments hugged her body as if they were tailored specifically for her, a grin spread across his face as he listened to Serena’s singing and witnessed her little twerk moves.

“Oh my goodness! Alex! How long have you been here?” She blushed intensely at the mere thought of him watching her dance.

“Not too long, I see you’re getting something ready. I’m famished,” he remarked as he entered the kitchen.

“You’ve been working so hard, I assumed you’d be hungry after exerting yourself. Please have a seat, I’ll serve you dinner.”

Alex observed her curiously, puzzled as to why she was cooking in the first place. He wondered where the cooks were and why they allowed Serena to prepare the meal. He walked over to the telephone and called the chef’s quarters. “Sara, why is Miss Serena cooking? Where are you?” he growled.

Serena immediately stopped cooking and turned towards him. This was something she detested about him. “What’s wrong with me cooking dinner?” She asked, feeling hurt by his lack of appreciation for her efforts.

“You’re a guest in my house, Serena. I employ cooks and compensate them generously each month. I don’t understand why you should be making dinner for me.”

Sara hurried in with one of the maids, both visibly terrified by the presence of Alex and Serena in the kitchen, especially since Serena had already begun cooking.

“Mr. Salazar, please forgive us. We thought it wasn’t yet time for dinner,” Sara stammered, her fear palpable.

Alex gave them a piercing glare. “Not yet time for dinner? Have you checked the time? I pay you to not sit idly around the house! Dinner should have been prepared by now, not a guest doing it for you!”

“We’re deeply sorry, sir,” they both said in unison. Sara immediately took the spoon from Serena’s hands.

Serena stared at Alex for a prolonged moment before storming out of the kitchen.

“I despise the way you speak to them. They’re human beings too. Just because you’re incredibly wealthy doesn’t grant you the right to belittle anyone. I won’t stand by and let you disrespect them simply because you were born into privilege!”

Not pleased with her tone, Alex forcefully grabbed her arm, pulling her closer to him. His eyes burned with anger as they locked onto hers. “Never presume to tell me what to say or how to treat my employees. I don’t appreciate it, and when I don’t appreciate something, I can be quite unpleasant.” His gaze trailed from her slightly parted lips down to her trembling body, and he became aroused.

Pressing her against the wall, he kissed her fiercely, his hand slipping beneath her shirt, caressing her breasts. He moved his hand lower, slipping it into her shorts.

Upon discovering her arousal, he began caressing her clitoris, remarking, “uhm.. once again, you are wet for me.”

“Oh God!, Alex,” Serena moaned, shutting her eyes as he started rubbing her sensitive folds. Alex tugged down her shorts, allowing them to fall to her knees. As he leaned forward, his warm breath brushed against her neck while his two fingers penetrated her vagina. Serena gasped softly as he turned her around and bent her over.

The sound of his zipper being undone only intensified her excitement. She felt his erect member slide deep inside her, while his hand moved to the front of her pussy, massaging it as he thrust, eliciting pleasurable moans from her. Initially, Alex moved slowly in and out, but gradually increased his pace. He groaned as her vaginal walls clenched around him, gripping her waist tightly as he pounded into her.

Continuing his thrusts, Alex spun her around to face him, lifting her up so her back pressed against the wall. He entered her once more, this time with even more force, causing her backside to collide with the wall. Only when they reached their climax did he slow down, pulling her closer for a passionate kiss.

“That was incredibly intense. You are absolutely irresistible,” he praised, placing her back on her feet.

He planted a quick kiss on her lips before adjusting his attire and running his fingers through his hair to appear presentable. “Shall we head out for dinner?”

Seated across from each other in the dining room, they savored their meal. Serena couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was bothering Alex. Ever since he had thrown his phone angrily across the room, he had been concealing his frustration. Her curiosity was piqued, wondering who could have upset him so abruptly.

Observing Alex’s cautious eating, Serena patiently waited for the right moment to inquire about his troubles. However, he beat her to it.