The Illegitimate Flame: Bride of Ashes
Chapter 76- only at me

Chapter 76: Chapter 76- only at me

A towering figure cut through the crowd, making a beeline straight for Angela. "It’s the little princess’s birthday — how could I possibly miss it?" Reyn said with a smirk as he slipped a prepared contract into Angela’s hands, then gently placed it into Candy’s tiny arms.

As Angela’s brother, Reyn was a man with wealth rivaling nations, yet since she married Shaun, she hadn’t asked for a thing that was rightfully hers. But Reyn took this chance to gift their little princess ten estates in Rome and six private islands belonging to the Olette family.

"I heard you’ve been in LA for a while. Why show up only now?" Angela’s eyes flicked to the woman standing beside him, a brief flicker of surprise flashing across her face before it softened into a knowing smile.

"Handled some business," Reyn replied, his gaze fixed on the little girl in his arms. He made no effort to introduce the woman beside him — to him, it was unnecessary.

Reyn bent down and pressed a kiss on Candy’s bright, sparkling cheek, causing the little girl to giggle nonstop. Shaun then led Reyn towards the banquet hall.

Janet’s eyes casually drifted to the elegant woman beside Reyn, and to her surprise, the woman recognized her, returning a knowing smile.

"What are you staring at?" Charles suddenly pulled Janet’s attention away, a hint of displeasure on his face.

"Nothing... just looking at that woman," Janet admitted, pointing toward Reyn’s companion.

"No looking — only at me!" Charles’s hand swiftly covered her eyes, his voice low and possessive as he whispered in her ear.

"Alright, you two stop sulking. Save your lovey-dovey for home!" Shaun appeared beside Charles unexpectedly, motioning him towards Reyn’s table, while Brian and Steven were already waiting at the VIP seats.

Janet’s cheeks flushed at Shaun’s bluntness, but Charles had already taken her hand and was leading her inside.

Up close, Janet finally got a clear look at the woman’s face — a perfect oval, delicate eyebrows, and lips like cherry blossoms glistening with moisture. But behind those eyes was a hint of hesitation as she looked at the man beside her.

Their relationship... was far from simple.

Before the banquet even ended, Reyn had already left early. Angela seemed used to Reyn’s unpredictable ways, only watching him leave with a complicated look in her eyes. Her brother still hadn’t realized how much he had changed.

It was nearly midnight by the time Shaun finally came out. Charles had drunk quite a lot that evening. Janet wanted to take the wheel, but Charles refused stubbornly — he claimed he could drive safer with his eyes closed than she ever could.

As soon as they got home, Charles launched a full-on assault of kisses. He didn’t even wait until they reached the bedroom — he pressed Janet down onto the spacious sofa in the living room. The soft moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a faint golden hue across the room. The quiet air suddenly thickened with heat under the intensity of his kisses.

"Charles, don’t..." Janet pushed him away weakly, feeling conflicted. Tonight, he seemed especially emotional, especially after seeing Callum. His entire gaze had changed.

Janet tried to dodge his urgent kisses, but Charles’ tall frame already pinned her beneath him. The scent of alcohol mixed with his breath flooded her senses. She felt a bit drunk herself. Half resisting, half yielding, she barely noticed his hand sneaking under the fabric of her evening gown.

"Janet, let’s have another child, okay?" Charles whispered against her earlobe, his lips trailing down to her neck, his teeth gently nibbling as he spoke.

Janet’s whole body stiffened at his words, trembling with spasms. How much she wanted that—yet Derrick’s demonic face haunted her like a curse, robbing her of any clear thought.

Before she could react, Charles had already slid her dress open. Under the moonlight, her pale, flawless skin was revealed, every curve exquisite in his eyes. His eyes, already flushed with passion, turned a deeper, fiercer red.

"Janet, you’re so sweet," Charles murmured, swallowing hard before biting into the swell of her chest. His urgency made her wince in pain, but no matter how much she resisted, he wouldn’t stop.

"Charles... don’t torment me anymore, mm..." Janet’s body trembled under his teasing touch, a strange warmth blooming deep inside her. Lost in his tender embrace, she instinctively arched her back, pressing herself closer to him.

"Janet, my Janet..." Charles growled with barely contained passion, his hands sliding down to her slender waist. He pulled off her underwear, fingers tracing the dampness he found there.

"Ah..." The suddenness of his entrance made Janet cry out, clutching his waist tightly. Though they had shared intimate moments before, her body still tensed at first. But Charles knew exactly how to unlock her desires, and only he could bring her waves of pleasure crashing over her like tides.

Their bare bodies entwined on the sofa, consumed by passion through the dark night. In this moment, all hatred and reason were thrown aside—they only remembered the sensation of being deeply connected, like two vines twisted inseparably, their roots entwined so tightly no force could tear them apart.

When calm finally returned, only heavy breaths and pounding hearts echoed in the quiet room—a silent symphony of shared intimacy. Charles withdrew from Janet and kissed her flushed, wet cheeks tenderly, his own eyes burning with desire.

"Tired?" The clock had already struck midnight. Feeling their sweat-soaked bodies clinging together, Charles scooped Janet up effortlessly and carried her upstairs.

"Mmm..." Janet closed her eyes, her face pressed against his bare chest, mumbling softly. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment—thankfully, the house had hired cleaners, and at night it was just the two of them. Had they really been that eager to make love in the living room?

"You silly girl!" Charles chuckled as he carried her into the bathroom. Janet shyly avoided his intense gaze, feeling a flutter of awkwardness at his hungry eyes that seemed ready to devour her whole.

Finally, just as Charles stepped into the tub, hoping for a playful soak together, Janet was already quick as a flash—she wrapped herself in a towel and stepped out. "I’m done, you wash now!"

She patted her heaving chest as she stepped out of the bathroom, the sound of running water still echoing behind her. Her eyes darkened with a complicated mix of emotions.

A moment later, Charles opened the bathroom door and called out to Janet—but to his surprise, she stood nervously with her back to him by the bedside table, clutching a glass of water in one hand, and something else tightly in the other.

"What are you doing?" Charles’ voice broke the silence suddenly. Startled, Janet quickly shoved the small medicine box into the drawer, her heart pounding as she turned to face him.

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