The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 139

~Tamia~

My legs could not carry me fast enough. I walked through the house quickly. Wanting to get to Sylvester and give him the news.

I appreciated Devin for telling me the truth. It took a lot for him to put his reputation on the line like that.

That reputation had kept the south safe; if this comes out that Lucas was the one that killed Maurice and Gavin, then it will be over. While I moved towards the room, I knew the Lucas narrative was a part we must keep secret.

Establishing that Devin did not attack because of the letter was enough to get Stephanie off the hook. As for Jenny's death, the evidence Mathew Majesty might have against her will not stick because no one knew what happened other than Sylvester, the two Kappas that worked for Stephanie and me.

The Kappas would never tell a soul because they would condemn themselves and their families in the process, so I doubted that would be an issue.

The letter was my biggest fear, and knowing it won't be admissible was great news. I walked quickly and went straight to the room. Sylvester wasn't there, so I decided to link him.

"Where are you?" I asked him.

"In my office," he replied, and I left our room to join him. I entered the office, and he was sitting behind his desk. He did not seem in high spirits, and I wondered why.

"What is the matter?" I asked him, and he looked at me. Then smiled; my heart was beating fast, and his smile put it at rest.

"Don't do that again. I was scared that something was wrong," I said, and he laughed, got off his chair, and came to where I stood.

He pulled me close to his chest, still laughing and danced with me in his arms a little, then pulled me close.

"What happened?" I asked him, and he smiled.

"Amanda is off to Grizlo to see her lover," he said, and I rolled my eyes.

"So Levi told you," I said, and he shook his head.

"Hendrix told Wilson, and Wilson told me," He confessed. I laughed and smacked his chest gently. I could understand his joy. We had caught a big break.

He went to sit on the couch in his office and pulled me onto his lap.

"Lay across," he said in a low deep voice, and I knew what it meant.

Kaira squealed.

This wasn't the time for this, but Sylvester wanted what he wanted, and he was going to get precisely that.

He laid me across his lap with my butt in the air. He rolled my skirt up until my thongs were exposed and smacked my entrance.

"Ouch," I said because it brought both pleasure and pain. He used his thumb to caress my entrance and then smacked it. I flinched and moaned at the same time. It was pleasurable.

"It hurts, yet you are soaking wet, Tamia. What do I believe, your lips or your body language?" He asked, and I did not know what to say.

"You have been naughty, Tamia," He said, caressing the entrance and making me moan.

"You have been a naughty girl," he said, but I could not say anything. I was enjoying what he was doing while anticipating the next move.

I wanted him to stick it in, but I knew it would take a while longer.

"You have been a naughty girl, and naughty girls get punished," he said, placing his finger at my entrance. Making me moan and grind my pussy against it. He pulled out and smacked my butt cheek.

"I saw you sneaking off with Devin, Tamia," he said with a low voice, and I continued to grind against him. I did not care; I knew I had done nothing wrong.

"Hiding in the corridor waiting for him to pass, I saw it all," he said, sticking his thumb in, and I felt Knight coming to the surface. Putting it that way, it did seem suspicious.

"Will you let Devin do this to you?" he asked, caressing my walls, and I moaned.

"No," I replied, wanting more.

"So what did you do outside?" he asked, and I could not think straight anymore.

"Sylvester," I moaned.

"I know what you want, Tamia, but you won't be getting any until you tell me what you went to discuss with him outside," He said, using his thumb to rub my clit. I was coming, and he knew it, so he crashed and smacked it.

"Sylvester," I said impatiently.

"Tell me, Tamia," he said, massaging my walls.

"I was coming to tell you and..." I said, and he began to rub my clit again,

"Kneel on the couch and hold the backrest," He ordered, and we both got up.

I was dizzy with lust; I could see his dark wolf eyes and elongated canines. He was battling himself seriously.