Chapter 17: Tonight Will Be A Night To Remember

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Chapter 17 - Tonight Will Be A Night To Remember So she did not dwell on this for too long and instead she started preparing for tonight as it is Ethan Birthday, so she needed to plan and organize everything. The first step was the cake, and for this, she contacted the best baker in the world to make one for Ethan. The chef is a world-famous pastry chef who owns the most luxurious bakery in the entire world, and Lilith is a longtime customer of hers. So when she received a call from her, the chef immediately accepted the order and said that she would have the cake prepared and delivered to the Nocturnes. As for who will be invited? No one specifically, as today is not just his birthday, but also the day when he will lose his V-card. This means that Ethan's party will be an unforgettable one. She quickly started organizing the party, which included the menu, the decorations, and the overall vibe. She wanted to make sure everything was perfect, from the food to the entertainment. The party would be a mix of fun and sensuality, a night to remember. She would make sure of it. After finalizing the details, she leaned back in her chair, a small smile on her face. "I hope Ethan will like this." With that, she continued her preparations, determined to make the night unforgettable. The day passed quickly, and as the evening approached, the Nocturne estate transformed into a sight of breathtaking beauty. The grand hall was decorated with soft golden lights, luxurious fabrics draped over the furniture, and a long dining table adorned with exotic flowers and exquisite dishes prepared by world-class chefs. Everything was set for Ethan's birthday, but this wasn't just any celebration—it was a night that would mark a new beginning. Ethan stepped into the hall, his breath catching as an almost intoxicating warmth wrapped around him. He had expected a simple family dinner, but the moment he crossed the threshold, he knew this was anything but ordinary. The air was thick with an alluring mixture of perfumes—soft florals, rich spices, and a hint of something tantalizingly sweet. Each scent was uniquely tied to the woman before him, teasing his senses and stirring something deep within him that he had long forced himself to suppress. And then, he saw them. Lilith, Seraphina, Liliana, and Isabella stood together, their beauty almost unreal, their presence filling the room with a sensual energy that made Ethan's throat dry. Lilith, ever the queen, was the very embodiment of temptation. Her crimson gown, made of the finest silk, hugged her voluptuous figure in all the right ways. The fabric clung to her massive breasts, their fullness accentuated by the plunging neckline that revealed an enticing swell of soft, creamy skin. The daring slit on her dress exposed her long, toned legs with every subtle movement, teasingly revealing just enough to drive any man to madness. Her silver-white hair cascaded down her back like liquid moonlight, shimmering under the soft glow of the chandelier. Those hypnotic crimson eyes, sharp yet sultry, gleamed with mischief—and something deeper, something far more dangerous. Seraphina was a vision of elegance and dominance, yet tonight, there was a raw sensuality to her that made Ethan's pulse quicken. Her sleek, black dress was perfectly molded to her luscious curves, emphasizing her impossibly tiny waist and the sheer perfection of her hourglass figure. The tight fabric did nothing to conceal the full, heavy roundness of her breasts, nor the way they pushed against the dress with every breath. And then there was her ass—so full and perfectly shaped that the material of her dress struggled to contain it, the subtle sway of her hips promising nothing but sin. Her golden eyes, usually distant and calculating, held a new kind of warmth—an unfamiliar yet undeniable hunger, one that sent a shiver of both fear and excitement down Ethan's spine. Liliana, always the strict and disciplined one, had chosen a navy-blue dress that contrasted beautifully against her tanned, toned body. It was deceptively simple in design, but the way it clung to her sculpted curves left no room for the imagination. The dress hugged her ample breasts like a second skin, pushing them up just enough to display their breathtaking size and fullness without being outright obscene. But it was her lower half that had Ethan's attention locked—her hips, wide and firm, led to a perfectly shaped ass that strained against the fabric with every step she took. Even her military poise couldn't hide the way her body screamed sensuality, the quiet heat in her scarlet eyes betraying the disciplined soldier she tried to be. Then there was Isabella—the most shamelessly seductive of them all. If the others were teasing temptations, she was the full-course meal, offering herself up without restraint. Her violet dress was nothing short of sinful, the thin, silky material hugging her curves so tightly that it was as if she had been poured into it. Her massive breasts pressed against the low-cut neckline, nearly spilling out with every teasing movement. Her waist was impossibly small, making the sheer size of her bust and hips even more exaggerated. And then there was her ass—huge, round, and so perfectly shaped that it practically begged to be grabbed. The dress barely covered it, the high slit exposing the smooth, flawless skin of her thick thighs. She moved toward him with a confidence that made her even more dangerous, her hips swaying with each step, her smirk dripping with mischief. "Happy birthday, Ethan," Isabella purred, her voice sultry and teasing, carrying an almost hypnotic lilt that sent a shiver down his spine. Ethan swallowed hard, the weight of the moment crashing down on him. The air between them was thick with something unspoken, something he could no longer ignore. He was a man, after all. And living in a house filled with women like them—women who could make the world stop and stare in awe—it would be impossible not to have immoral thoughts. For years, he had buried them, forced himself to see them as nothing more than family. He had told himself that crossing that line would ruin everything, that his desires were something he could control.

Chapter 17: Tonight Will Be A Night To Remember

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