Sinful Valentine: Claimed by My Father-in-law

Chapter6

Ravenna's POV

"What the f**k was that in the dining room?" Ryder snapped the moment I slid into the car seat beside him. "How dare you speak to my mother like that and humiliate me in my father's presence? Didn't I warn you not to ruin this for me?"

I sighed. "Maybe all of this wouldn't have happened if you had told your mother that you were the one who wouldn't touch me, right? You didn't expect me to keep my lips sealed while she rained insults on me at every given opportunity. I am human, Ryder." I tapped my arm. "And I have flesh and blood running through me!"

"Oh, tell me about it," he taunted, his eyes blazing. "I actually thought that you were an animal because what you did back there made you seem like one."

I eyed him down. "Your mother deserved whatever happened, and I am not even sorry about it."

"Oh, you will be sorry about it. You have to apologize to my mother or else..."

"Else what?!" I lost my anger completely at his threats. "What would you do if I don't apologize to her, Ryder Ravenwood?!"

No response. Just his jaw tight, his fangs sharpening and protruding forward, his wolf growling beneath me, probably to scare me away like he always did. But to my astonishment, I wasn't surprised at all. If anything, I became bolder, proving to myself that I wouldn't let anyone break me anymore.

I tilted my face forward, gritted my teeth. "Tell me, would you hit me? Or maybe... you would return me back to my father and demand your money back?"

His eyes raked over my face for a while, then suddenly, he held my hands and pushed me hard against the car seat, pinning me in place, his face just inches away from mine.

"Leave me alone, Ryder!" I struggled against him. "Leave me alone!"

He didn't budge. Instead, his grip tightened.

Labored breaths filled the space between us, then slowly his eyes softened and dropped to my cleavage that was exposed due to the way he was pressing me down, and I had to tilt my chest forward for balance. His gaze darkened with something I had never seen before. Hunger? Lust? I couldn't pinpoint it.

Instead of the desire that would have coursed through me in the past, I only felt disgust. Then he started tilting his lips forward. He looked like he was going to kiss my cleavage. Why? How?

"What are you doing?" I asked, breathing heavily and struggling harder. "Don't you dare touch me, Ryder!"

He didn't respond. But just then, his phone, which was on the drawer between the front seats, rang. The caller ID was My Kate with a trail of love emojis that drove into my chest like a dagger. He had saved her name so lovingly, but he had saved mine as Woman. I could read the disgust and contempt in every word.

He pulled back, adjusted himself, and grabbed his phone. He cleared his throat before speaking into the phone. "Hello, sweetheart," he said smoothly, like he hadn't been flirting with me a while ago. "Just handling some mess." I was the mess. "I will be with you shortly." He was going to see her.

The call ended, and his gaze turned cold. He reached into the breast pocket of his suit, retrieved a sleek bank card, and hurled it at me. "Take this and get some decent office outfits."

"Why?" I asked even though I knew it was for my new role.

"You would become my father's personal assistant and I wouldn't have you dress like a bum to embarrass me further in front of him and my subordinates."

"Well, I don't want to work as your father's personal assistant. You didn't even ask me before you threw the role at me."

"Ask you?" He repeated like it was the biggest joke of the century. "Since when did you learn to have a choice?"

He was right. I had never had a choice since I was born. I only did my family's command.

"Since when did you even learn to talk back at me? Know your place, woman! Don't annoy me more than you already did. You would work as my father's personal assistant, and you would do your duties diligently because it is the only way I could prove to him that I have a capable wife by my side who would definitely function well as my Luna. You should be happy and grateful you're being useful for once."

I scoffed bitterly. "It's funny how you want me to help you become Alpha only to discard me after you succeed and choose another woman as your Luna."

Ryder shrugged, unbothered. "I guess that is your fate? Such a cruel fate, isn't it? Some people are only meant to be stepping stones and not cornerstones."

Stepping stones?

I bit down on my lower lip until I tasted copper in an attempt to hide the pain. I couldn't speak. My lips just trembled.

"Now, get out! Go and get ready for tomorrow!"

"Fine, I would work as his assistant!" I yelled.

I snatched the bank card from my thighs, hissed, yanked the door open with more force than necessary, and stormed out, slamming the door shut.

His chauffeur, who was waiting outside, bowed before sliding into the driver's seat, and the car pulled away.

The morning sun shone down on me, biting hard on my exposed cleavage, and I dragged up my dress. Once I was done and raised my head, I saw a familiar figure standing by the glass window.

It was no other person than him.

Him.

My father-in-law.

He stood there, arms folded over his bare chest, jaw tight, eyes cold yet so captivating, so piercing. Memories from last night flooded me and I swore, my p***y ached… ached so hard that it felt like punishment. When my eyes drifted down and I saw the thick bulge in his pants, my mind involuntarily imagined what it would feel like if he f****d me again. This time I would be conscious.

Fuck… I shouldn't be imagining a next time because it was never going to happen.

I looked away from him, swallowed hard, and quickly started walking away from the palace grounds. My thighs were trembling, my steps faltering, but I forced myself forward. I could still feel his gaze burning as the guards opened the gate and I stepped out.

By the time I slid into the taxi to take me to the shopping mall, my inner thighs were already soaked, slippery against one another. If he had this type of effect on me from afar, then only the Goddess knew how I'd survive being in the same space with him for hours.

Would I even be able to survive it?

And did I even want to survive it?

Goddess, help my horny soul.