A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107

My body collapsed against the sheets, boneless and trembling. I was flushed, dazed, and soaked in the aftershocks of what just happened. My chest rose and fell in frantic thythm, heart still pounding like it hadn’t quite caught up to the fact that

it was over.

Alessandro hovered over me for a moment longer, his dark eyes burning holes into my skin as if he could brand me with just a look. I hated the way he made me feel wanted, ruined, confused. I hated even more how much I liked it.

He leaned in, brushing his lips against my temple. The gesture was so gentle but, it felt like a lie. Then, without a word, he stood up completely bare and sauntered toward the bathroom like he hadn’t just destroyed every nerve in my body.

I heard the water start a few seconds later. The hiss of the shower, the soft creak of the door closing behind him but I was too exhausted to join him.

Left alone, I stared at the ceiling, trying to gather the pieces of myself. My legs still trembled. My throat was dry. And my mind? A chaotic storm of questions I wasn’t ready to face.

Yes I had sex with Alessandro but…. something felt fishy.

What if…

My thoughts were interrupted when the phone buzzed on the nightstand.

Alessandro’s phone.

Once.

Twice.

A the third time. That’s when I turned my head slowly. The screen lit up and I froze for s moment. The name that flashed

across it felt like a slap to the face.

BABES.

I blinked. Babes? Was that… a nickname? A contact name? My

barbed wire in my chest.

stomach twisted. Curiosity and insecurity tangled like

Before I could do anything, the phone rang again. I knew I shouldn’t. I really, really shouldn’t.

But I was already reaching for it then answered it.

“Hello?” I said, hesitating for only half a second.

“Hello, Alessandro,” a woman’s voice purred. I nearly dropped the phone. Her voice oozed familiarity. Seduction.

Snatching a breath, I composed myself. “This is his assistant,” I said in the most clipped, professional tone I could fake. “May I ask who’s calling?”

“This is Babes, his girlfriend,” she replied smoothly.

Girlfriend?

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GIRLFRIEND?

Something snapped inside me.

“Oh? And what exactly did you need to speak with him about?” I asked, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip to keep from

screaming.

“I just wanted to see if he wanted me to come over. You know… hang out. Maybe Netflix and chill?‘

I blinked. Then smirked. was she real?!

“Well, I’m sorry, Miss Babes,” I said sweetly. “But Mister Alessandro said he doesn’t need any hoes calling him right now.”

There was a gasp so loud it echoed in my ear.

“Excuse me? What did you just say?” she snapped, furious. I rolled my eyes. “Il est à moi, salope!” I shouted before hanging

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(He’s mine, bitch.)

I tossed the phone back onto the bed and crossed my arms, chest heaving. Fuming more, I turned my head to the side then stared at the empty space beside me, and let the sheets tangle around my fingers. The room felt heavy now, the air thick with questions. Questions I wasn’t sure I needed answers for. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to regain some semblance of composure, but a nagging feeling crept up my spine. Something felt off, like I’d crossed an invisible line I hadn’t fully understood.

Girlfriend?!

Why had he never mentioned a girlfriend? Why did his phone have a contact labeled Babes? Was she really just someone he “used to fuck,” or she replaced me when I left him.

I sat up slowly, my body still aching from the intensity of what had just transpired. My mind raced, jumping from one thought to the next, each one making me feel more uneasy than the last.

I hated myself for this. For doubting him. For feeling… betrayed, even when he hadn’t technically done anything to break

my trust yet.

The sound of the shower running, hot water slapping against his skin, was both a comfort and a reminder of how little I actually knew about him. How much of this was real? How much of it was just… a game to him?

I bit my bottom lip, trying to shake the feeling off, but it clung to me like the sweat on my skin.

I needed answers.

I stood up, shaky legs carrying me to the bathroom door. I placed my hand on the cool wood, hesitating for just a moment before twisting the knob.

The door creaked open, revealing Alessandro under the steaming water, his back turned toward me. His muscles flexed as he moved, water cascading down his broad shoulders, making every inch of him look like a living sculpture.

I couldn’t help the way my breath hitched at the sight. It was a reflex, like my body wanted to drown out the thoughts circling in my head. But the questions remained, lingering in the background.

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“Alessandro,” I said softly, my voice trembling slightly.

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