The Devil's Love For The Heiress

Chapter 42

Chapter 42:

Eating Eggplant Raw ‘Uncle, I need help in suppressing the Mckenzies, especially Hailey. She should face trial for possession of illegal drugs, but I’m sure she’ll get out with bail,” Carlos said to Ethan from inside his study

“I’ll see what I can do,” Ethan replied. “I think she had caused you enough trouble. Trouble for you means trouble for my daughter.” “You should no longer associate yourself with anyone that is linked to her,” Ethan suggested, and Carlos agreed.

After setting the issue of Hailey aside, Carlos brought up the possibility that his father may be alive. He accounted for, “Their only basis is how his signature was on the will, which appeared to be recently furnished.”

Since he did not have the physical document itself, Carlos showed Ethan the pictures of the will and testament through his phone. They studied one slide to another, zooming the document in and out and focusing on the signatures. In the end, Ethan replied, “Did they trace the lawyer who notarized the document?”

“They are still working on it,” Carlos revealed. “They will also interrogate Hugo about the

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“But uncle, you were there during my father’s wake. At least I did not get to see his face before he was buried because mother forbade me to, but I know you and aunt did,” Carlos suggested.

Ethan hissed. He leaned back in his seat, his eyes narrowing as he thought about many years back. He replied, “Part of his face was disfigured, but as I remember it, I honestly thought it was Manuel, Carlos.” Seeing the unpleasant expression from Carlos, Ethan suggested, “Carlos, it would be great if

your father is alive. I will use my resources to help you retrieve him if he is. However.” Ethan stood up and walked to where Carlos was. He tapped his shoulder and suggested, “I don’t want to raise your hopes up unless we see proof of life… For now, let’s investigate.”

Ethan expressed this because he saw a hint of hope in Carlos’ eyes. He recalled the days when Carlos lost his father, and Ethan did not want him to go through the same suffering all over again, should this theory be inaccurate.

For the rest of that evening, Carlos chatted with Kate’s brothers from the second-floor family area. They drank while covering Carlos’ daily routine.

“So you wake up at four in the morning to run or go to the gym wherever city you may be. Then, you practice tennis with your partner, ending your day with a potential media appearance or social gathering?” Andrew inquired. Carlos nodded and replied, “If there is a match, then it will be about the match and a conference to follow.”

“And you have to be on four continents each year?” Kyle sought.

“At the… very least,” Carlos responded. “There are the Grand Slams, but I also attend other types of tournaments.”

“So, even if it’s not a major tournament, as long as you show your ass there and play tennis, you get a million dollars either way?” Kaleb probed. “Yes, sometimes, the crowd just… wants to see me play.” Carlos proudly admitted.

“The thing about being a superstar,” Andrew remarked. “But keeping your relationship with Kate a secret must be hard.”

Carlos sighed. He answered, “One day, I will tell the world that Kate is my future wife, but while I still have a problem to deal with, I’ll keep Kate sale by keeping her a secret.” Turning to Andrew, he

reminded, “That means no one can know how your media company got an exclusive from me, too.”

Andrew raised a hand and swore, “Absolutely.”

“Andrew! Andrew!” Out of nowhere, Kenzie walked in, carrying six pieces of large, curly egsplant. She said, “Do you mind if we stay a little while longer? Kate and I have something serious to talk about.”

“With the.” Andrew frowned, asking, “Use of an eggplant?” “Why do you have so many eggplants, Kenzie?” Kaleb asked. “Something wrong with Kate?” Carlos sought.

“Please, don’t teach Gaby any of your dreadful ideas,” Kyle suggested. “Excuse me, brother dear, whatever we are going to talk about, I’m pretty sure your wife already knows!” Kenzie snapped back. She turned to Carlos and teased, “I’m teaching Kate how to eat eggplants.”

“How? Eat it raw?” Carlos asked since the eggplants were uncooked. “Duh! Who doesn’t like it raw!” Kenzie said before turning her heel and leaving Carlos baffled. 2

The couple returned home to Carlos’ mansion at eleven in the evening. Kate was allowed to go with Carlos since he was leaving the next day again.

They went straight to Carlos’ room, ready to retire for the night. Before they took their bath, Carlos asked, “What did Kenzie do with all that egeplant, by the way?” Kate had just fetched her sleeping clothes from the in-room closet, and hearing Carlos ask about the eggplant, she blushed. “When you blush like that, it means something,” Carlos suggested. “You saw that?” Kate asked. A chuckle left her lips when she asked, “How? Damn, Kenzie!” Carlos explained how Kenzie went to see Andrew, carrying six pieces of egeplant. He asked,” What did you do with the eggplants?”

Kate gathered air into her lungs profusely. She closed the gap between her and Carlos, saying, “Uininni… about that.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and asked, “Do you want to know now?”

Carlos narrowed his eyes. It was because Kate looked at him with desire that he was

determined to know. He replied, doubting his own answer, “Yes?” Kate pursed her lips, her eyes briefly looking down before saying, “If you say so.” Guiding Carlos to the edge of the bed, she urged him to sit down. On both her knees, she went down in front of him, her hands reaching for his pants. Carlos gulped and confirmed by calling her attention, “Kate? Are you?” When she unzipped his pants, she noticed how Carlos caressed his nape. Kate did not even : have to touch him yet, but he was already hard, and she could tell by the way his manhood enlarged beneath his brief. She caressed him from outside that cotton fabric, feeling his size before eventually pulling down his undergarment.

“Kate,” Carlos repeated. He held her chin and asked, “Are you sure?”

With a nod, Kate held the base of his erection and replied, “I’m sure.” She opened her mouth and then placed the tip of his member on her lips. Then she parted her lips and tasted him. “Aahhh.” A moan lest Carlos’ lips, feeling kate’s tongue around his shaft. When she sucked him whole, he stopped breathing altogether.

Carlos could not believe it. Kate was eating him eagerly, her lips circling nicely around his stick, her blue eyes studying his every reaction. After giving out another moan, he caressed her face and said, “I love it, Kate. It feels so good.”

That wet smacking sound of Kate’s lips against his member went on for a minute longer, her cheeks hallowing as she bobbed her head in between his thighs.

Kate, on the other hand, enjoyed eating Carlos. By going down on him, she had a feel of his hardness. She appreciated the softness of his skin, despite how angry his manhood usually appeared to be

“Aaah, Kate.” Soon enough, Carlos’ moans became endless. He felt every bit of her wet mouth sucking him in, and he loved it.

It did not take long before Carlos was ready to get off. He warned, “Kate, I’m cumming – Kate? Kate” He tried, but Kate kept at it, sucking him heartily until Carlos erupted into her throat. “Oh, fuck… that was.” Carlos gulped. He helped himself, jerking off into Kate’s mouth, not leaving a single drop into waste. “Aaah… Kate.” When Kate released his manhood, Carlos crashed his lips into hers. He kissed her intensely. Only when they were out of breath did he stop. He said, “Kate.”

“Carlos?” Kate asked.

“Take off your clothes,” Carlos ordered, his eyes filled with lust.

A smile crept on Kate’s face. She answered, “Gladly – wait. No.”

Out of nowhere, Kate ran to the bathroom, shocking Carlos. From inside, she screamed,” Nooooo! No way!!!!!” “Why? Why me? Why does this happen to me?!!!” “Wwwlihyy?!”

“Kate? Kate? Open the door! What’s going on?” Carlos kept knocking on the bathroom door, worried for his girlfriend’s sake.

After what it felt like five minutes of waiting, Kate finally opened the door, her makeup stained lier face. Her eyes were slightly red from crying. She sobbed as she asked, “Carlos, can you go home and… fetch me some… sanitary pads?” Carlos did not know what to make out of what he found out. At first, he was stupefied, but eventually, he laughed. He asked, “You cried because you had your menstruation?” Kate shot him a glare, but he could not help but be amused. Of course, he understood why she was upset. He pulled Kate into his arms and pecked her forehead, saying, “Don’t worry, my Kate… There is always… next time.” Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“When?!”

“When is next time?!! Are you kidding me? How long are you going to be in Paris? Give me a definite date?”

Carlos laughed. “Carlos?”