Beautiful Betrayal (The Ravenhead Corporation Book Two

  BEAUTIFUL BETRAYAL

  THE RAVENHEAD CORPORATION

  CRIMSON SYN

  Copyright © 2018 by Crimson Syn

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  AUTHOR’S QUOTE

  “Confession is not betrayal. What you say or do doesn’t matter; only feelings matter. If they could make me stop loving you - that would be the real betrayal.”

  - George Orwell, 1984

  DEAR READERS

  Hello my sinful readers and welcome to The Ravenhead Corporation.

  For those of you who love your alphas dark, seductive and heart wrenchingly vulnerable, then I introduce you to Maxwell Cunningham.

  Beautiful Betrayal continues a storyline that is filled with an intense new world of cybercrime, terrorists, and a past that rears it’s ugly head and stirs these lonely hearts.

  Maxwell Cunningham has sworn off love altogether, but when he comes across the beautiful, Veronica Petrov, there’s something about her that makes his heart race and his mind spin. But falling for this beauty just may be his downfall.

  Victoria Petrov is caught in a web of lies. Her mission is to gain access to Ravenhead and the only way to do it may just be by seducing the only man who has ever moved her soul. The truth lies ahead of her and it comes with a savior, if only she would just take that much needed leap of faith.

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  Naughty Reading,

  Crimson Syn

  CONTENTS

  Prologue

  1. Maxwell

  2. Maxwell

  3. Victoria

  4. Victoria

  5. Maxwell

  6. Victoria

  7. Maxwell

  8. Victoria

  9. Maxwell

  10. Victoria

  11. Maxwell

  12. Victoria

  13. Maxwell

  14. Victoria

  15. Maxwell

  16. Maxwell

  Epilogue

  Filthy Seduction

  Prologue

  Also by Crimson Syn

  Stalk the Author

  PROLOGUE

  MAXWELL

  I leaned back against the bar, my eyes narrowing as I focused on the hypnotic back and forth sway of her hips, a tempting display of seduction. She turned around and lifted her pretty blonde hair, letting it fall wildly around her as she danced to the beat of the music. I took a sip of my bourbon and my eyes went to the poor schmuck who had come in with her. The guy leaned against the bar looking like a sorry sap. And he should feel sorry since I was about to steal her right from under him, that woman was about to come home with me.

  As I set the drink down and prepared myself to go seduce the sultry blonde, a tantalizingly sexy voice stopped me mid-stride. Her accent dripped a familiar British accent that had me intrigued.

  “I doubt she’ll go with you.”

  Turning, my eyes met with the most exquisite pair of legs I'd ever seen. Long, shapely, extremely dangerous, and they were attached to a curvy set of thighs and hips. As my eyes slowly ran up her body it became distinctly clear to me that this woman, this woman was a goddess. She had long, straight jet-black hair, her eyes the color of sweet honey, her skin was naturally sun-kissed, soft and silky smooth. And her lips. Fuck, her lips had my cock twitching in my pants as I imagined their softness wrapped around me. She took a sip of her drink as she slowly assessed me. Her eyes roamed up my pant legs and lingered on my crotch. She raised an eyebrow and I knew she had found something she liked. It was inevitable to hide my reaction to her, and I wasn't really trying anyway. I figured a beauty like that had to know what she did to a man and I had every intention of showing her. My curiosity got the best of me and I willingly gave in to her little game.

  “And what, dare I ask, makes you think she won’t?”

  She smirked and gestured over to the man in question. “Because that sad looking man there is her husband, and although she’s alone out on that dance floor she loves him very dearly.”

  “Is that so?”

  “Yes, I believe it is so.”

  Her eyes averted mine and suddenly the blonde came running back to the bar and swung herself against the man. He chuckled and patted her behind as she giggled, nuzzling his neck.

  “Did you have fun, baby?”

  “Oh yes, sweetheart! Thank you so much for coming with me, I know you hate these places.”

  “Anything for my sweet girl.”

  I closed my eyes in exasperation avoiding the look on his face as she kissed him. A soft giggle made me look back at the woman.

  “You think that’s funny?”

  “Hilarious,” she drew out the word in teasing amusement.

  “Is that so?” I walked towards her and signaled for the bartender to bring us another round. He nodded back at me quickly comprehending the request.

  “Not to sound rude or anything, but is there something you get out of making fun of me?”

  “Oh! I wasn’t making fun.”

  “You weren’t?”

  “I was simply stating an observation and keeping you from making a fool of yourself.”

  I smirked as the bartender placed my drink in front of me, and a martini glass in front of her. She smiled wickedly as she swirled the toothpick in the clear liquid and slowly brought a vodka coated olive to her lips. I watched, hypnotized, as her tongue curled around the green olive and her red lips closed on it before she sucked it into her hot little mouth, humming in approval.

  I took a step closer, wanting to breathe in the sweetness of her perfume. “And what makes you think she would have been able to resist?”

  She smiled. “As charming as you may seem, she told me she was completely in love with that particular man. And a woman who loves a man that strongly will not be easily swayed away from him.”

  “I’d beg to differ.”

  “If that’s the case, then you never had the right woman.”

  “And you’ve had the right man?”

  “Never,” she whispered and a sadness darkened her eyes as she looked away.

  I stared at her pretty features, girlish yet sultry. Her pouty lips had me wanting to taste what hidden flavors her tongue held for me to discover.

  “What’s your name, Sweetheart?”

  “Victoria.”

  “Maxwell.”

  She smiled. “Very nice to meet you, Maxwell. Thank you for the drink.”

  I smiled and continued to watch her. “In the risk of sounding boring, is this a place you frequent?”

  She threw her head back and laughed, a delightful sound that rocked me to my core. I found myself wanting to hear more of it.

  “Are you using a line on me? A cheesy one at that.”

  I smirked. “Not really. I genuinely want to know, since you seem to be so chummy with the locals.” I gestured at the couple who were currently creating a serious disturbance. My eyes lingered at the curve of the blonde’s perfect arse and I groaned inwardly. Such a shame, really.

  She gave out a small laugh. “Chummy? No. Just observant.”

  I arched an eyebrow. “And, what? I caught your trained eye?”

  "Perhaps," she smiled seductively and held my gaze over the rim of her glass. Her eyes glimmering with a playfully seductive underlying meaning.

  I leaned in, propping an elbow on the bar, the tumbler filled with amber liquid dangled at my fingertips. My fin
gers were mere inches above her knee and I dipped my hand, slightly grazing her soft skin with the back of my hand.

  “And perhaps, you were curious?”

  She shrugged one slender shoulder and licked her plump lips as her eyes slowly strayed to my hand. She was in the mood to play tonight and I wasn’t about to turn my back on this delicious little beauty. The vixen smiled again, leaning forward, her cleavage doing some serious damage to the front of my trousers. My eyes were glued to her plush tits, promising to spill out of her dress if she moved slightly forward. One hand played along the curve of a breast while the other was placed on my forearm.

  “Very curious,” she whispered and I smirked. I’d been had by women before, but this one. This one was a pro at seduction.

  “Is that so?”

  She nodded slowly and lifted her hand, tracing her neckline and finally fingering her chandelier looking earrings. Biting down on her bottom lip, she was clearly sending a signal that she was mine for the taking, but I wasn’t going to make it that easy for her. Instead, I leaned back and signaled for another round of drinks.

  “What makes you think I want to have another drink with you?”

  I smirked. “Sweetheart, you definitely want more than a drink, but I’m not the type of man to dine on the girl before I even wine her.”

  Her lips parted and a tiny, sexy gasp escaped. I smiled and leaned in, my lips grazing the rim of her ear, Feeling her soft shudder only made me urge for more. “And I promise you will get what you're looking for, Beautiful. There will be a ravaging tonight.”

  She tipped her head to the side and her lips brushed against mine. I lingered there for a moment, enjoying the feel of her warm breath against my mouth. I wondered how easy it would be to make her moan my name. I brought my hand down and slowly slid my heated palm along her leg, aggressively showing her what it was I was after. But like I said, she was a professional. I felt as she uncrossed her legs for me. Casting my eyes down I watched as she slowly parted her thighs, her short platinum dress rose up exposing her soft flesh, and she hooked her leg on the back of my thigh, bringing me in closer.

  “I don’t like games,” she whispered against my lips.

  I shook my head and caressed her neck, wrapping my fingers lightly around it, my thumb stroking her throat. “Who said I was playing?”

  She looked up at me and I could feel heat emanate from her core. I was pressed between her thighs and as she squirmed in her seat she took in a sharp breath. I knew she could feel my stiff cock between us, it wanted to tear out of its confines and claim the prize he’d won tonight.

  “Let’s go somewhere,” she whispered and I growled against her lips.

  I dragged my hands up her neck and watched in amusement as her eyelids fluttered closed and her pretty red lips parted for me.

  "Let's go," I snapped and grabbed her by the hand making our way outside.

  The bitter cold took our breaths away and she hugged her coat and pressed herself to my side. I went to the side of the street and tried hailing a cab. It was nearing midnight and taxis were hard to find in Manhattan at this hour, especially on a Saturday night. Everyone and their mother had come out to play. The city that never sleeps was showing its true colors tonight.

  After a few futile attempts, I finally managed to get us a Town car. I swept her inside and slid in behind her handing the driver my card before leaning back into the plush leather cushions and dragging her onto my lap.

  “What are you doing?” She whispered against my lips.

  I gave her a slow, knowing grin as I slipped my hand into her coat. She gasped as my fingertips moved on her, raising her dress up along her thighs, my eyes never leaving hers. That sliver of arousal swirled in her amber irises and I growled in response. My fingertips finally grazed the front of the silky material that formed a slight barrier to her sweet secrets.

  I looked down at where my hand was hidden among our coats. Biting my lip I slipped her skirt up higher getting a delightful view of a black silk thong.

  I looked down at where my hand was hidden among our coats. Biting my lip I slipped her skirt up higher getting a delightful view of a black silk thong.

  “What pretty little things do you have hidden for me under these sexy little knickers, I wonder?”

  “Max,” she breathed as my fingers slid the soft material aside, finally gliding through wet hot velvet.

  I groaned against her lips, kissing her deeply, stroking her tongue as I fondled her delectable cunt. “So you wanted to play? Go on then, show me how you play.”

  I twisted my hand, palm up, and sank two fingers inside of her, curling them and dragging them in and out. I watched as her eyes dilated and her breasts rose up and lowered as her breath quickened. Her hips started to slowly swivel on my lap, my cock snuggled in between the crevice of her arse.

  “That’s a good girl,” I growled into her ear. “I want your juicy cunt to give me all your honey, Beautiful.”

  She whimpered and grabbed on to the lapels of my coat as she placed a foot down, the other lying across my lap as she spread herself out for me, allowing me to have my way with her delectably tight pussy.

  “I can’t wait to have my cock in you. Fucking you, like this pussy deserves to be fucked.”

  “Oh my God,” she barely whispered as she held her breath.

  “Hush now,” I whispered as my fingers rammed in and out of her in deep incessant come-hither motions. The sweet sound of her wet pussy echoed loudly in the silence, signaling her neediness. Her scent filled the air and I looked over at the driver who had his eyes glued to her thighs.

  “You’re being watched, Beautiful.”

  “What?” She breathed against my mouth as she tried to close her thighs.

  I growled and fucked her harder. Her legs fell open and suddenly her body tightened. Her fists white-knuckled my coat and her lips parted in a silent scream as the pleasure ran through her in sweet waves. She jerked sexily and threw her head back and the sight of her coming for me made my cock throb. I continued to play with her sensitive clit as we pulled up to my townhouse. Handing the driver a fifty-dollar bill, I winked at him as I dragged my wanton little vixen out of the car.

  We barely made it through my door, when she slammed me up against the wall, tearing off my jacket. It was a whirlwind of passionate kisses and ragged breaths as each of us tried to get the other undressed. As her dress slid to the floor I paused, taking her in. Her tits were round and swollen, perfect large nipples to suck on. I took my tie off and started undoing my belt as I stalked her. She slightly stumbled back as I led her toward the hallway. Taking off my shirt as I followed her. She licked her lips as she stared at me and I knew she liked what she was seeing. I was a tall man, six-foot-one, and kept a toned body. My line of work demanded I still keep in shape. Broad shouldered and I knew just how to clench my muscles to make them ripple. Tattoos ran across my shoulders and arms, one outlining the curve of my hip and I loved how she gazed at them, caressing each one with that hot look in her eyes.

  As we approached the room, I lunged for her and she twirled around, heading into the bedroom. She barely made it a few steps when I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her against me. I moved her forward, my thighs pressing against the back of her legs. She whimpered for me and turned her head slightly to the right. I ran my tongue along the sultry curve of her neckline and she moaned for me. My lips barely grazed her skin before she wiggled out of my hands and ran to the bedside. She crawled onto the bed, swaying that luscious arse, enticing the fuck out of me. Flipping over she smiled as she swept her panties off, flinging them at me.

  I caught them, bringing them to my nose and closing my eyes. I breathed in the sweet musky scent of her aroused pussy. My cock strained against my zipper needing to be tended to. I watched her as she spread her legs for me and groaned as her fingertips parted her honey coated lips.

  “Is this what you were looking for tonight? What you were so eager to go searching for?”

  I
growled under my breath and slowly stripped out of my pants. “Perhaps,” I licked my lips as I chucked my briefs off and took my cock in hand. Her eyes traveled down my torso and she moaned and bit her lip as her eyes landed on my swollen dick. I swear it twitched and jumped in eagerness at the sound of her needy whispers.

  “Is this what you were curious about, Beautiful?” Is it what you were hoping for?”

  “Mmmnngh, I supposed it will do the job,” she bit her lip as her fingers swept down her slit.

  “Oh, believe me, Sweetheart, it will do the job.”

  I gripped her by the ankles, yanking her across the bed. She lifted her arms above her head and smiled wickedly at me as she pressed her toes against my pecs.

  “Prove it,” she purred.

  Smacking her thighs, I forced them apart. I clenched my jaw, my cock throbbing at the sultry sight of her beneath me. The challenge in her eye spoke of sin and raw eagerness, and as I dragged my cockhead along those soft velvet lips, I knew I was a goner.

  Her sweet moan and the way she gripped the pillows above her head made me want to torture her sweet body with pleasure. I teased her entrance waiting, allowing for the need to grow, and her hips rose undulating seductively against me.

  “Beg,” I growled and she focused on me, her amber eyes almost hidden beneath those long lashes. She didn’t hesitate in her response and her breathless whisper ignited my blood.

  “Please.”

  I couldn’t wait any longer. I plunged myself into her sweet, succulent pussy. Gripping her curvy hips I yanked her down on my cock as I fucked her with all I had. I stroked my cock with her cunt, her juices making it glisten in the dim light.

  She was almost ethereal in her beauty. Her raven hair encompassed the white satin of my bed sheets, her red lips parting as her body moved in sultry waves as those perfectly rounded tits bounced erotically to my rhythm. But what captivated me were her eyes. Dark, lust filled honeypots stared back at me with raw need, and her moans and whimpers held a deeper meaning. The O her red lips formed from the pleasure and the way her hands dragged across my biceps, it was as if she couldn't get enough of me, or I, her.