Unexpected Marriage With Mr. Leighton: Rebirth of the Villain-Chapter 139: EMA FELT HUMILIATED

Hazel was not happy with the news. She thought she had more time to find a way to get to his phone, but now, she needed to do it immediately before he left.

"What is it? Are you not happy?" Ranon tilted his head, sensing her discontent.

"Of course, I am not happy. I am being trapped here while you go out," Hazel replied sullenly.

"I am working," Ranon stated simply.

"I know; but what’s the logic in that? Your family is in danger. You know that they targeted the Leightons, but you go out without any second thoughts. You need to understand that you are also in danger. You only have one life. Do you really think you are bulletproof?"

Ranon wiped a bit of cream from Hazel’s lips and then licked his finger. To Hazel, his action felt undeniably sexy, despite the tension lingering in the air.

Gosh, how could she live without him? To hell with the contract!

The contract stated she could only get intimate with him a handful of times every week, but right now, Hazel felt ready to jump whenever he made such a movement.

These pregnancy hormones were driving her crazy.

"Are you worried about me?" he asked, his eyes searching hers.

"Of course, I worry about you. You are my husband. You are the one who is truly in danger because it’s your family that’s the target."

Ranon gazed deeply into her eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Hazel queried because Ranon said nothing and simply stared at her.

"You are my family, Hazel," Ranon replied with sincerity. "You are very much my family."

With that, he gently pulled her onto his lap, leaning in to kiss her neck softly and finding the soft spot on the crook of her collarbone.

"I thought we were having dinner," Hazel laughed, his kisses sending delightful tingles down her spine.

"I am done with my dinner. I am having my dessert..." Ranon murmured against her skin, his voice low and enticing.

He refrained from kissing her on the lips; he could trigger her allergy since he just ate prawn. He wouldn’t want to put her in any harm.

"This will be the last time you cook me prawns. I can’t kiss you," he said softly, and she ran her fingers through his hair.

As he caressed her body, tracing every curve, he slowly lifted her dress, his fingers gliding along her thighs, igniting a fire within them both. The tension between them pulsed as their breathing became heavy.

Hazel liked the way Ranon touched her. She moaned when he slipped his fingers into her core, and he whispered seductively.

"You are so wet; I thought you didn’t want it."

"This is not me who wants you. This is a pregnancy hormone," Hazel said, making a lousy attempt to justify her response.

"Whatever that makes you sleep better at night," Ranon said softly.

"I always sleep well at night." Hazel sucked in a cold, deep breath when Ranon slid two fingers and rubbed her clits very slowly with the pad of his thumb as if he wanted to release this moment as much as possible.

Hazel threw her head back and her hand raked his hair. This was very satisfying, and then she remembered something.

"Renna could walk on us." She tried to push him slightly, but the effort felt reluctant because she didn’t want him to stop.

"No, she will not come to check on us; she knows when she is not welcome."

Renna always gave them time together.

"How can you be so sure?" Hazel was still worried as she tried to open her eyes and look at her surroundings; just in case, Renna decided to check the noises from the kitchen.

"If she walks on us, she needs to keep walking, or else she can watch it."

"You are crazy, Ranon," Hazel hissed, as the tension built within.

But Ranon was indeed crazy. He made Hazel straddle him and then ripped the little fabric of her undergarment.

"That’s expensive!" Hazel yelped with this sudden movement, but when she saw the way he looked at her, she laughed instead. "You are insatiable, Mr. Leighton."

"Yes, but only with you." Ranon started to kiss her chest, pushed away the plates on the table, and laid his wife there.

It was insane when Hazel thought about this again; they had sex outside of their bedroom more than on their bed.

Being with Arlo, who was very uptight, having sex with him felt like a planned date. Excited at first, but it lacked surprise. You knew what would happen next.

Hazel tried to keep her voice low, but it was too hard; she only hoped Renna was already sleeping and couldn’t hear them in their passionate moment.

The table was screeching when Ranon started to move, and their breathing echoed against the walls...

***

Ranon gently took Hazel into the bedroom, tucking her in after he helped her clean herself up. He was incredibly attentive, and for Hazel, receiving such care made her worry she might fall asleep and miss the chance to put on the app and hack Ranon’s phone.

Fortunately, she woke up two hours before sunrise.

Quietly, she ensured Ranon was in a deep slumber before she reached for his phone. She knew the password, and she fiddled with it for a while before she put it back once she was done. She informed Rize that she had done her part.

On the other hand, Ranon slept soundly, almost missing his flight due to oversleeping.

Hazel couldn’t help but hide a smirk behind the blanket that covered her naked body as Ranon emerged from the bedroom with a frown.

"What with the frown?" she asked teasingly.

"I overslept," Ranon replied, his annoyance clear as he hurriedly dressed.

"Well, that’s your problem for sleeping in... Don’t blame me," Hazel said with a playful tone.

She helped him get dressed, running around their bedroom in nothing but Ranon’s shirt, with no undergarment. The shirt clung to her, accentuating her silhouette and the way her breasts perked up beneath the fabric.

She already could feel how full her breasts were, and the sight bothered Ranon. He hugged her from behind, burying his face into her curls, inhaling her scent deeply.

"You really make things difficult, Hazel..." he murmured.

"What did I do? I am just helping you here," Hazel replied innocently, though she could feel the effect she had on him.

Ranon didn’t need to explain; she could sense his arousal as he pressed against her back.

"Man, you are really too much. I wonder how you can live without sex for years!" She exclaimed, clicking her tongue in disbelief.

***

Laurel had a lot on her plate. She was stressed enough with her divorce proceedings, and as if that wasn’t enough, her father, Denzel, saw her situation as a blasphemy, insisting it was something she could fix.

He didn’t want any negative headlines for the Leighton family.

Their family had been in the spotlight for quite some time, starting from Ranon’s introduction of Hazel as his fiancée to their wedding. Recently, they found themselves under scrutiny again due to the attacks.

Denzel, in particular, didn’t want another piece of bad news for the Leightons, especially since he believed they needed the Starling family as partners and that the divorce would jeopardize that alliance.

However, Laurel had reached her breaking point and confronted him about his treatment of her.

"How could you say that when you are also a divorcee, Father?! My mother divorced you because you cheated on her with some woman while you were still married! And now you are going to dictate that I need to go back to a cheater? No, I will not!"

"The divorce will not happen if your mother wanted to fix things!" Denzel shouted back.

Laurel’s rage was palpable.

"You must be taking James’s side because you are the same as him. You are a cheater. I am glad my mother divorced you. That’s the best thing about being married to you, she said".

Denzel’s anger flared. He attempted to stand up from his wheelchair, but it was a vain effort. If he could, he would have slapped Laurel across the face in that moment.

Just then, Ema stepped in, recognizing the escalating tension.

"Laurel, you can’t say things like that to your father," Ema admonished gently but firmly.

"Why not?" Laurel challenged, tilting her head defiantly.

This stepmother of hers was way younger than her, but she wanted to act like she was the elder here, just because she sucked her father’s dick.

"Why don’t you like it when I talk like that to my father? You are no better, Ema. You think I have forgotten that you cheated on Ranon to be with my father because you thought he was the safer option since he has a lot of money to support your pathetic life?"

Laurel’s voice dripped with venom as she spat the words.

"You are just like him. That’s why you ended up together: a cheater and a gold digger. But especially you, you are both; that’s a terrible combination. I hope Eilon doesn’t end up taking after either of you."

"Laurel!" Denzel’s voice boomed through the room, his fury reverberating off the walls. "Get out of here!" He was at his breaking point, unable to endure his daughter’s defiance any longer.

The room fell silent, the weight of her words heavy in the air, and the anger amplified the tension.

Ema’s face was so red. She felt humiliated.

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