Chapter 30: Chapter 30

Miranda Alvan glared at Louis from his back view. The last thing she wants right now is for him to recover his memory. If he does, her time with him as his fiancée will be shortened.

She claimed to be his fiancée and he hadn't even kissed her. Each time she makes the move, he would just shove her aside and leave.

She is already suspecting that she's pregnant. If she doesn't get Louis to fuck her, how can she make him the father of her child? That scum of a man kept coming after her for pleasure.

She cannot say no because she needs him as well. They are divorced in name and legally but her ex-husband still has access to her, coming to please himself with her.

But now that she's got Louis, she's not ready to let go again. She wants to own him and not give Pamela Grayson and her kids a chance in his life again.

But looks like his encounter with his kids is getting him unnecessarily upset. He hadn't said a word to her for hours. She had only succeeded in using that as an excuse to stay over at his place.

In order to erase any memory of Pamela, Leah had instructed that the master bedroom be changed. Louis now uses another bedroom.

The first master bedroom has the body fragrance of Pamela all over it. It's locked and Louis is using the second without him knowing the difference.

"Come over to bed, my love" Miranda Alvan urged, walking out of bed with a long transparent dress, seductive and alluring.

"How can I come over when I know I won't be able to sleep. I can't remember my past. My memory is blank. I have become a psychiatric patient Miranda, I am going crazy" Louis yelled at nobody in particular.

"No Louis. Don't ever think that way about yourself. You are fine, you are okay. You have your parents and you have the woman you love standing right in front of you. Nothing else matters now" Miranda Alvan cautioned, cupping his face and forcing him to look at her.

"Then why can't I remember who I am for the past six years? A lot would probably have happened and I don't remember a thing" Louis complained.

"Time my love. Give a little more time and everything will be fine. I am here, an integral part of your life for the past six years. If it hadn't been this, we would have been getting married any moment soon.

Just relax and enjoy the ride for now. You will soon remember who you were and by then, you and I would have gotten really entangled in love" Miranda Alvan explained.

Louis Hayden snorted and wanted to walk past her but Miranda Alvan circled her hands around his waist. She caressed his back and tiptoed to kiss him.

"Just stop it, Miranda" Louis said, her breath irritating him. He doesn't feel the connection with her. If he loves her as much as she claims, why can't his spirit recognise her?

"Common Louis. You have been avoiding my kisses for days now. If you don't remember anything, you should remember how you used to kiss me" Miranda stuttered.

"Please Miranda, the last thing that bothers me is kissing. I don't feel like it. I want to be alone" Louis declared and walked out of the bedroom.

Miranda Alvan frowned. Why is he rejecting her? Why can't he just accept the fake explanation she was giving him? He was difficult when he had his senses. Will he still be difficult after losing his memory as well?

If she doesn't fuck him that night, then she's not surnamed Alvan. She must have him. And looks like she has to adopt another method to help prolong his amnesia.

When Louis returned to the bedroom, he saw that Miranda was sleeping. He frowned, does she really want to share the same bed with him?

If she insisted on passing the night in his Mansion, she could use the other rooms. Why his room and on his bed?

He went to the closet and got a quilt. He went and laid on the sofa. Miranda Alvan opened her eyes a little and saw Louis going to the sofa.

It has to be that night. Once he does it with her, he will let down his guard and she would have access to his body henceforth. The first time holds the greatest barrier and resistance.

Louis kept the quilt and went into the bathroom to have a shower. Miranda Alvan got out of bed quickly and pulled the night dress off and wrapped the towel around her chest and went into the bathroom.

Louis was already in the bath, soaking himself in a warm bath as he placed his head on the edge of the bath and closed his eyes.

When he heard the noise of the door opening, he snapped his eyes open to see who came in, though he could guess who did without opening his eyes.

Miranda Alvan removed the towel and stood before Louis in her full nudity. The latter refused to glance at her body, just rested his gaze on her face and gently closed them.

Miranda was embarrassed. He isn't moved seeing her body? This is more serious and complex than she imagined.

She stepped into the bath and laid flat on his naked body. Louis opened his eyes and asked "What's the meaning of this, Miranda?"

"It means you should spare me a glance. We will have a bath together" she said and forced her lips on his. She kissed him but Louis wouldn't respond.

"I don't feel like it, Miranda," Louis rebuffed. He felt as if she's exploiting him. He is not finding her attractive to him. She doesn't pull his desire and she's forcing herself on him.

"You don't have to feel like it before granting my request. I am your fiancé, Louis. I have needs and I have waited for you to be better.

Why can't you understand and let me have your body. You lips and this part of you" Miranda said and touched his cock. She moved her hand away quickly and glared at him.

Gosh! Louis is bigger than she'd imagined. She smiled and placed her hand on his cock again. This time, palming it and caressing his balls.

Louis' body responded. He fixed his gaze on Miranda and felt the touch was familiar. Has she done it to him before?

She brought her lips to his again and he opened up to the kiss. He kissed her back. The act was familiar. He had kissed her before.

He held her closer to himself and kissed her. Miranda was happy. It's working. She caressed his dick and it was hard and rigid.

Despite being in a tube, Miranda could feel her wetness. Louis' grip was tighter. The more he gets deeper into it, the more he has scattered flashes of his memory.

He cannot put it together. They are scattered and he knows he has gone this far with her. But he cannot see her face yet. But the act was familiar.

He stopped kissing her "I have a faint remembrance of our intimate moments" he said and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"I told you we've been together before" Miranda Alvan forced a smile. Her life's in danger of losing Louis. He remembers Pamela and not her. But she isn't going to let this opportunity pass.

That way, Louis and Miranda ended up on his bed. Miranda had made up her mind to utilise this opportunity. It's something she would never get if Louis wasn't suffering from amnesia.

She let him suck her nipples and groaned. "I remembered you suck me to cummin. Can you do it for me now?" Louis asked, closing his eyes and seeing the act.

Every single thing that would make him remember the past, he was ready to do it. She even swallowed the cum. He remembered. Her laughter and chuckling loud.

Miranda Alvan was dazed. Pamela is also very hot then. She's really helping her that night. Louis remembered that she sucked him? Why won't she also do it?

"Sure. It's something I have done several times" Miranda Alvan forced a smile and grabbed his cock, plunging it into her throat.

Louis groaned out in pleasure and was forcing himself down her throat plunging himself deeper and Miranda was holding his waist, happy that she's got a lifetime opportunity.