Flash Marriage: In His Eyes-Chapter 317: Temptations and Plays

–Alyssa–

Back to school again.

And yet my mind is still stuck in that long weekend. I just want to go back to my brother’s mansion, crawl into bed, snuggle with Lore, and sleep forever.

I have never been this lazy in my life.

But snuggling with him also means torture later.

This guy.

He didn’t even let me rest long enough to practice my martial arts properly. Even now, in our history class, he’s asleep. Completely knocked out.

Our professor lets him anyway.

He only attends college because of me, after all. That’s why he’s always around, being sloppy and sleepy.

I yawned and glanced at Gina, pointing at him.

Then I passed her a note.

He worked a lot last night. Unfortunately, not on me.

I rolled my eyes and pouted.

She sneered and wrote back immediately.

Stay virgin, bitch! Do not let him into your sacred place until you are married.

She slid the notebook back to me.

I scribbled quickly.

But I’m horny. This guy has my ovaries raging. Did you know I start ovulating every time he gives me that sexy smile, sexy voice, and those simple gestures? Ghaaaaddd! You wouldn’t understand.

She stared at it in horror.

Then she clicked her tongue and shook her head.

She drew a slash across her neck.

Translation: I will kill you.

I scribbled again.

Let’s go shopping today. I need something to help me with my demise.

She rolled her eyes.

But that look told me everything.

Shopping it is.

After history class, we woke Lore up. He grabbed his bag, yawning like a giant cat, then lazily threw an arm over my shoulders.

"I’m off to my major for the final exam," he said, kissing my cheek.

"Okay, byee."

He waved and walked away, still half-asleep.

The moment he disappeared down the hall, I turned to Gina and grinned.

"I know a place."

We went to the parking lot. I pulled out Lore’s Mustang keys and drove us straight to the shop.

The Pleasure Shop.

Basically a hidden little paradise.

I made sure my makeup looked slightly more mature before we went in. Gina is older than me by a year—she’ll turn nineteen in three months—so we wouldn’t look like clueless teenagers.

The moment we entered, Gina froze.

"What is this?" she whispered.

"Oh please, Virgin Mary. We need to buy something for me. You can buy something too. I’ll pay."

"Yeah," she scoffed. "And have my parents see what I bought with my card?"

Then she spotted a display.

Her jaw dropped.

"WHAT THE—oh my God!" She covered her eyes dramatically.

The sales lady wisely stayed quiet and let us browse.

I picked something sleek. Just a small wand vibrator and a clit suction toy. Nothing outrageous.

And of course—lube.

They had testers.

So naturally, I tested it on my wrist.

Gina glared at me the entire time.

I giggled.

Eventually she grabbed one too.

We stayed there almost two hours, while the sales lady patiently explained beginner-friendly options.

"If your fiancé finds out we’ve been here for more than an hour—" Gina whispered.

The door chimed.

And I already knew who it was.

Lore walked in with his backpack still on.

He sighed.

Face-palmed.

Then shook his head.

"Aly... what should I even do with you?" he muttered. Then he looked at Gina. "And you’re her accomplice?"

"Hey! I was dragged here!" Gina protested.

I laughed, pulled out cash, and paid.

Then I handed Gina her paper bag.

"How did you even know we were here?" Gina asked him suspiciously. "You didn’t text him, right?" she asked me.

I couldn’t exactly say he’s a hacker.

So I just shrugged.

"I submitted my exam early because you were here," Lore muttered, looking exhausted and slightly stressed.

Gina sighed.

We waved goodbye to the sales lady and walked out. Lore gently pulled me aside and gestured for Gina to go ahead.

We returned to school for lunch.

Lore stayed quiet the entire time.

He looked annoyed.

Maybe even a little angry.

But honestly?

I was still thrilled about that shopping trip.

I mean—I’m an adult.

After eight long hours of school, we finally returned to the apartment.

Except something unexpected waited for us.

Mom.

Dad.

And dinner already prepared.

Lore greeted them like they were his own parents while I just stood there pouting.

"We’ll be staying here tonight," Dad said while scrolling on his tablet.

"Oh," I sighed.

"With this very unexpected engagement," Mom added, arms crossed, "we need to make sure you two haven’t crossed the line."

"We haven’t—"

"She crosses the line," Lore said immediately, pointing at me. "I swear I told her to stop."

Dad froze and slowly looked at me.

"I knew it! You’re taking innocent Lore for granted."

I stared at both of them in disbelief.

I cannot believe my own father just took Lore’s side.

Lore even had the audacity to pout like a victim.

"You’re grounded," Dad declared.

I rolled my eyes.

Meanwhile Lore hugged him from the side like the world’s most obedient son.

"Am I adopted?" I asked Mom.

She shook her head but glared at Dad.

"Anyway, dear. Let’s eat dinner," she said.

"Okay. I’ll just bring my things upstairs first."

As I walked past Lore, I pinched his side hard.

He squealed.

I marched upstairs with him following behind.

Inside my room, I dropped the paper bag on the bed.

Lore leaned against the doorframe, grinning.

"What?" I hissed.

"Anyway, my love," he said smugly, "you won’t be able to bother me tonight."

He laughed.

"But I’ll see you in my dreams."

"Just go and screw yourself, Lore. We’re over."

He clutched his chest dramatically.

"You can’t take that back," he said, pointing at the ring on my finger. "Your name is already engraved here."

He tapped his temple.

"Here."

Then his chest.

"And here."

Then he pointed lower.

My face burned.

But I rolled my eyes anyway.

Of course he’d say that.

"I love you, babe," he said softly before closing the door.

A squeaky little noise escaped my throat as I collapsed onto the bed.

God.

I really need to get myself together and act like a mature woman.

Because this man is absolutely ruining me.

–Livana–

I sipped my tea, still deep in thought.

I think Tyrona has already found out that I am alive. Children never lie, after all. Perhaps he only told half of the truth—but half is often enough for a clever man to follow the trail.

My husband entered the room, pulling his shirt over his head.

"Wife, I need to make love with you," he said bluntly.

I glanced at the tablet to see where my son was. He was currently on the lawn with his cousins, playing tag. Even Choco was running with them. The dog looked terribly happy.

"Hmm." I tilted my head slightly. "Why? Do I need to explain why you need to make love to me?" I asked, sipping my tea—graceful as always.

"Because we need more babies to fill the lawn."

He pushed his pants down and walked toward me with only his boxers on. Then he knelt in front of me, gently pulling my left foot over his knee and pressing a kiss to it.

"We need more babies, Liva," he whispered.

I reached for that handsome face of his. He looked almost adorable—pleading in the most shameless way.

"Was last night and the other nights not enough?"

"I want more."

"Okay." I stood up. "Let me go to the bathroom real quick."

"But I want that scent as it is."

I ignored him.

I needed to pee, wash up, and told him to do the same. Afterwards, I put something... entertaining on. A crotchless lace panty with pearls lining the opening. Then I placed a microfiber blanket over the bed to catch the inevitable mess. I folded the duvet neatly and lay there, waiting.

I also placed a silk eye mask and a set of neck ties nearby.

He came out quickly—naked, with a towel around his shoulders as he wiped his body. He grinned at me and tossed the towel somewhere carelessly before crawling over the bed toward me.

I lifted the eye mask just as he reached for it.

With a swift motion, I pinned him down and slipped the mask over his eyes.

"Babe?" He sounded genuinely surprised. I could already see the excitement in him—his manhood rising almost immediately.

I reached for one of the neckties, looping it around his left wrist before fastening it to the bedpost. Then I picked up the other and secured his other wrist the same way.

"Fuck... this is hot," he chuckled, clearly delighted, licking his lips in anticipation.

"I mean," I said calmly, "you made love to me nonstop during our honeymoon. And that was when I was still blind."

He laughed. "Wasn’t it fun?"

"You wore me out," I replied softly. "Teasing me. Edging me." I leaned closer, pressing a slow kiss to his lips. "But I loved every orgasm, my love."

I pulled back just enough to look at him.

"Payback time."