Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (sites to read books for free TXT) 📖

Author Pov
Flashback
Age-15

Cyrus brought the piece of steak near his lips ready to bite it but stopped when he heard his father and the woman he hates the most entering the dinning area. He didn't show any reaction and just shoved the meat inside his mouth.

"You have forgotten the basic manners as well." His father's taunting voice entered his ears but it had no affect over the boy like it used to.

He ignored him focusing on his food making Camile smirk secretly. Marco sighed taking a main seat while Camile sat infront of Cyrus. Just when they both settled them on the chairs Cyrus pushed back his chair standing up.

"Sit down!" Cyrus looked at his father with blank eyes before sighing heavily. He knew he was still under this man. Silently obeying him he took a seat but didn't touch his food anymore.

"What's wrong with you? From the time I have returned home you have been ignoring my presence." Marco questioned making Cyrus blankly look at him.

"Is there something you want?" Cyrus questioned in his empty tone making Marco raise his eyebrows.

"Do you think I will talk to you only when I want something?" Cyrus looked away.

" Yes." His straightforward answer hit Marco hard. But keeping a stone face Marco gritted his teeth.

Silence engulfed the room making Camile stare at Cyrus. Today she saw something. Something in his eyes she was craving to see from a long time. Emptiness. He looked hopeless, empty and given up.

A small smile appeared over her lips when she realized that she has succeeded. She has successfully ruined his innocence, snatched his naivety and might have destroyed his sanity.

But no! She knew he was still not mentally destroyed yet. He still have that so called humanity in him. He wasn't entirely perished yet. And she already knew what she has to do to give a last stroke at his sanity.

"You're becoming disrespectful! How can you talk to your father this way?" She said surprising Marco but Cyrus already knew what she was doing. She wanted him to get a punishment but does he give a damn? No!

"He has been behaving rudely with everyone from many months." Marco's forehead crinkled up in confusion. He glared at Cyrus who still gave them no response.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Camile faked sadness.

"I thought he will become better on his own but now seeing him disrespecting you I felt angry." She said looking at her plate. The side of her lips curled up as she already sensed Marco's anger. He glared at Cyrus and standing up from the chair, he left a hard slap across Cyrus's face.

But the boy who used to beg for his mercy was no where anymore. Cyrus sighed standing up from the chair. He looked at his father with empty eyes. Without exchanging any words he started walking away.

"Where the fuck are you going?" Marco growled making Cyrus pause a bit.

" Basement." Marco frowned at his retreating back. Marco has always punished him by locking him in the cold basement. That's why Cyrus already knew what his punishment will be.

Camile noticed a slight softness in Marco's eyes as he still stared at the place Cyrus has disappeared to. She instantly stood up touching his shoulder. Marco blinked turning to her.

"Marco I think you shouldn't punish him like I can see you don't want to---" Marco pushed her hand away.

"Don't tell me what to do! He deserves it. Now eat your dinner." She smirked as she already knew her words has hit his ego. Marco has made his reputation as a non forgiving person. And he didn't want to let that reputation get ruined by being soft to his son.

She took a seat and they both finished their dinner. Marco went to his room and Camile entered her room. Even though she was a woman in her early 40s but still her physique looked away younger. And that's why she knew no man can avoid her for too long.

Marco has been avoiding her advances for many years already. He rarely visits the mansion but when he does he keeps his distance from her. Even though Marco behaves like he doesn't want her but his lustful gaze makes it obvious that how much he has been trying to control himself. And tonight Camile has made her mind. She needs to get him to sleep with her. Otherwise her plan might get ruined.

She grabbed a shortest negligee and wore a silk robe over it. Walking towards the kitchen she made him a milk but not before adding her main purpose in it. She grabbed the glass and walked near his room.

Marco never drank or ate anything given by her that's why she knew he wouldn't drink this milk without losing his mind. She needs to divert his attention to something else so he could unconsciously drink this milk. Marco has strictly forbid his cook to let Camile cook his food. Marco just don't trust her even after so many years. He just don't.

Marco opened the door and frowned seeing her standing. He unknowingly gulped scanning her from head to toe. Her cleavage was showing. She looked so damn hot. Looking away he cleared his throat.

"What is it?" He questioned in his usual cold tone.

"Here." She handed him a glass of milk. Even though he grabbed it but she already knew he will throw the substance away.

"Marco I wanted to talk to you. Can you let me in?" Before he could close the door she said making him sigh and give her a space to enter.

Camile smirked when she heard him closing the door. He placed the glass on the side table and just when he turned to her, his breath hitched. She had opened the robe letting it fall on the ground. She was left in only a see through negligee.

"The fuck you're doing?" He said looking away from her. Camile smiled walking near him.

Grabbing his cheek she forced him to look into her intoxicating eyes. His breathing accelerated when she seductively roamed her hand over his chest reaching to his stomach. He bit his lower lip when slowly her hand touched his covered manhood.