565: Her Deep-rooted Resentment

Her Deep-rooted Resentment

Day Sixty-Three…2

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[ At Vincent's Private Villa… ]

Helena refused to stay in a hotel after what happened. She felt safer if she was with Vincent than staying in a hotel. What if Phantomflake would come back again?

Helena was still throwing a tantrum. She locked herself inside her room, not talking to Vincent. Mia tried to approach Helena but she got scared when she met Helena's sharp glare.

"Uncle. Did you fight?" Mia asked him innocently as she tugged his arm. They were both looking at the closed door of Helena's room.

"No. We didn't. But someone bullied her today, that's why she's not in the mood. Just don't mind her. She will calm down in a while. I'll talk to her." Vincent grabbed Mia's hand, guiding her to the living room. It was best to leave Helena alone. She would talk to him once she calmed down.

Vincent saw the mess Helena did in the hotel. He paid for those damages. When they tried to investigate, the CCTV didn't capture anyone entering her room.

Some hotel staff assumed that Helena was making up a story. She couldn't sue the hotel because there was no proof that she got assaulted by someone inside her room.

Though her cheeks were red, it didn't mean someone attacked her. But Helena was one of their VIP guests who had been staying in that hotel for so long. How could she make a scene if it didn't happen?

When  Mia and Vincent reached the living area, he decided to talk to her about Jane.

"Mia. I think we have to postpone our meet-up with my new friend. I should focus on your Aunt Helena first. Is it okay with you?" Vincent consulted her. He didn't know what he would do to Phantomflake since Helena was asking him to eliminate her.

"Okay, Uncle. I think Aunt Helena is very disappointed today. Comfort her first. I hope she will feel better in the coming days." Mia pouted her lips, feeling sorry for Helena.

Vincent could only smile faintly, stroking her hair. "Thank you, my angel. Go to your nanny first and play. I will check on your Aunt Helena." 

Vincent left Mia in the living room as he went back to check on Helena. She had been locking herself up for two hours now.

Knock! Knock!

"Babe, it's me. May I come?" Vincent's voice was gentle as he asked her permission to let him in.

He didn't hear her response but he heard the unlocking of the door. Helena finally opened the door for him. Vincent stepped inside.

Bam!

Helena slammed the door almost immediately after Vincent got in. To his surprise, Helena shoved him to the door and crushed her lips against his. She began kissing him so hard.

Helena bit his lips as she devoured his mouth in a savage conquest. She was dominating the kiss and her hands began to unbutton his shirts.

Vincent just let the woman do what she wanted if this was the only way to keep her calm. He helped her take off his shirt as Helena's palms roamed around his upper body. She was pinching and rubbing his abs as she deepened the kiss.

One hand slid down his pants, capturing his cock. She gripped it tightly making Vincent groan in between their kisses. She released his mouth and her lips traced his jaw, going to his ear.

"Vincent. You are MINE alone… Mine," Helena mumbled, her teeth grazing his earlobe.

"I won't let her steal you away from me again. Don't you ever look at her… understand?" Helena sternly said with so much possessiveness in her tone. She tightened her grip on his cock as if she was punishing him.

"Y-Yeah, Babe. I'm all yours… alone." Vincent responded, trying to pacify his woman.

Helena felt threatened again by Phantomflake's presence. She was afraid that history would repeat itself.

"Take me! Let me feel you inside me." Helena whispered to him sensually. She began to raise her skirts, lowering her panties.

Helena was going crazy again as she recalled the memories of the past. She remembered how Vincent stared at Phantomflake with admiration and lust. She witnessed how Vincent was tempted by that Vixen!

Vincent had never looked at her the same way. He wasn't aware of it but Helena felt that there was something different when Vincent gazed at Phantomflake before.

With Helena's request, Vincent held her waist, lifting her a little as he shoved his hard cock inside her. He turned her around as he changed their position. Helena was now the one being pinned on the door as he thrust deep inside her wet core.

"Aaah~ Yeah! That's it. Come inside me. Harder, Babe… Aaah~" Helena urged him as she wrapped her leg around his hips.

Thud! Thud!

The sound of her back hitting the door as he pounded on her could be heard inside. He just hoped Mia and her nanny wouldn't go upstairs at this moment.

Worrying about Mia hearing their lovemaking, Vincent used his one hand to cover her mouth.

He pistoned her in this standing position, trying his best to pleasure her. This was one way of pacifying Helena's anger and jealousy. He didn't expect that Phantomflake had this great effect on Helena's emotional state.

Well, he understood her hatred toward Phantomflake. She almost died in Jane's hand. But aside from that, Vincent was unaware that Helena saw something in his eyes when he looked at Phantomflake. That's the main reason she loathed her so much.

Surprisingly, even Vincent wasn't aware of the fondness and deep fascination he had toward Jane. It all started because of Nathan. At first, he thought he was treating Jane as someone he needed to take away from Nathan.

But the more he got to know her, he began to admire her for real. Although, he didn't acknowledge that feeling. Or perhaps, it was just his obsession to take away everything from Nathan… everyone that was close to him… close to his heart.

Vincent unknowingly moved roughly as he thought of her. He became more aroused when Jane's beautiful face popped up in his mind.

He was lost in his own fantasy when Helena bit his hand. Vincent drew his hand back and met Helena's deathly glare.

"Vincent! Kill her for me!" She said through her gritted teeth. 

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