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Ryan Morgan: Love Contract

Slice of life novel of a power couple with mystery, twists and suspense that won't let you sleep! Ryan is the youngest and least accomplished of the world-renowned fashion tycoon Lady Elizabeth's grandsons. Out of nowhere, he is given a chance to inherit her multi-billion dollar wealth—but there is a catch to it. He needs a wife to compete in his stead. Unfortunately, Ryan doesn't even have a girlfriend yet. Before his Grandma returns to their hometown to perform the selection, he has a week to find the perfect wife. But... Will his mysterious urges even allow him to find love? What if they turn out to be something only written in fairy tails, something that will change his life forever? _____________ Advance Chapters on Patreon --> Patreon.com/Piokilek Drop me a coffee -> ko-fi.com/Piokilek Author's Insta -> instagram.com/piokilek Discord -> https://discord.gg/mFmYwyT

Piokilek · Fantasy
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64 Chs

Motivation

Ryan's first thought was to throw the stranger woman to the side and get away but he stopped himself, recognizing the voice as well as the eyes staring at him.

"Emily…?" He whispered hesitantly.

He couldn't see the black cat anywhere while Rose was still sleeping next to him. It could be no other than Emily.

Knowing it was her didn't make it less complicated.

"Mhmm," Emily nodded happily and laid back on his chest. "You can hug me more if you want…"

Ryan was never as quick to wake up as that morning.

He grasped onto her shoulders, wanting to pull her away yet Emily didn't budge one bit, her chest pressed against his own. No matter how much strength he used, she didn't react as if he didn't do anything.

"It's no use…" Emily whispered into his ear as she bit on it playfully only to move down onto his neck, kissing and licking it. "You are a few hundred years too young to resist me…"

She was just too strong, casually pinning his shoulders down to the bed which totally immobilized him.

"You are a Vampire…" Ryan pointed out the obvious to which she stopped for a moment, moving up to gaze at his face.

"You only realized it now? I thought you knew? Did you think I was actually a cat?" Emily questioned with a teasing smile.

"I imagined you as a cat the whole time…" Ryan muttered, realizing how big of a mistake he made. To become a cat, she had to be a person in the first place. He actually petted and slept with another woman this whole time.

"Haha—" Emily couldn't help but giggle, covering her mouth to silence it.

It left an opening for Ryan so he quickly sat up, pulling her away. Too bad, she was faster, wrapping her legs around his waist and firmly setting herself on his lap.

"Emily, please… I love Rose. Stop it before she wakes up," Ryan pleaded, having no other choice. He felt as if a stranger just climbed into his bed before forcing herself on him.

Emily didn't seem to care much and grabbed onto his wrists.

"What if I want her to see us…?" Emily whispered playfully, slowly sliding his palms down her body.

Her fingers were like metal claws yet soft and delicate. He couldn't believe so much strength was packed in such a small body.

"Don't worry. You can look at my body…" Emily assured as she moved his hands on top of her breasts, letting him experience her directly. "Why don't you give them a squeeze too? Didn't you feel my butt already? I give you my permission."

Ryan didn't do anything, simply staring at her eyes. It was a solo act of Emily poking at her breasts with his open palm. It didn't take long for her to pout at his indifference.

She grasped him harder and dragged his hand down her stomach. "What about now? Are you going to resist?"

"Can I even resist?" Ryan asked with a shrug, knowing very well he didn't stand a chance.

"How about awakening your ability then? If you really want me to stop, you can," Emily advised, causing his eyes to widen.

Was she teasing him the whole time so he can forcefully awaken his ability?

"As long as there is a strong will to do something, your body will naturally awaken," Emily added, suddenly releasing him.

She didn't stop harassing him. It was just the start. She wrapped her hands around his neck and began shaking her bottom, rubbing against his crotch.

"If you want to stop me, just do it," Emily suggested.

Mhmm…

As if timed correctly, Rose let out a soft moan, reminding them of her presence.

"She will wake up soon. Are you sure you want her to see us like this?" Emily asked in a whisper, tingling his ear with her nose. "Look deep into your body. Search for the power within your bloodline. Use it to blast me away."

Ryan could only give it a try. He closed his eyes and imagined how much he loved Rose. Her face displayed in his mind and he smiled unconsciously. Ryan imagined her gentle hugs, her sweet kisses and playful smile.

But what exactly he searched for?

When he felt Emily's hand on his crotch, rubbing and stroking, he swiftly grabbed her arms, intent ln pulling them away, yet same story happened.

She was just too powerful.

He wanted her to stop yet he had no strength in his body, not enough to influence her at all.

If there was any power hiding in his body, it must have been too deep for him to dig it.

Mhmm…

They heard another moan from Rose and this time, she moved, showing signs of waking up.

"Hmm, I guess this doesn't give you enough motivation…" Emily pointed out in wonder when Rose began to stretch her arms, "Ryan…? Did you say anything…?"

Poof.

Before Rose turned around, Emily turned back into a black cat and jumping away from his embrace.

"Good morning, sunshine," Ryan called out with a sigh of relief, leaning over to kiss her. "It was Emily."

Meow~

Emily jumped onto Rose, calling out cutely and Rose's embraced her while accepting Ryan's kiss. She even asked for seconds before shifting her focus to Emily.

"Did you sleep well with Ryan?" Rose asked in softened voice, rubbing Emily under her chin.

Emily glanced at Ryan and nodded.

He didn't know what that stare meant but he didn't plan to expose anything before the girls came out from their disguise. Afterward he wouldn't mind coming clean with everything Emily did to him.

"Isabella seems to be still sleeping. Maybe we shouldn't wake her up yet," Rose suggested, but just as she looked away, Ryan saw Isabella turn her head in his direction.

If a stare could kill, he would already be dead. She seemed like she wanted to murder him. His body began to shiver and his instincts alarms all set off at the same time.

"Cough, I will go brush my teeth…" Ryan excused himself, walking out of the bedroom. He already guessed why she was mad about him. He imagined her to act like an overprotective sister, still vividly remembering her claws stabbed in his skin.

Ryan guessed it would be best to leave her alone until she cooled down.

Bam.

He was closing the bathroom when they suddenly burst open. Before he could react, he felt pain in his neck and his feet lost ground.

Ugh!

A white-haired beauty, looking exactly like Emily, chocked him in the air while glaring at him with killing gaze.

"Is that enough motivation?"