Day Sixty-Three...
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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.
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.