A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183

I woke up with a start and immediately looked around my suite. The TV was still playing, the movie had ended a long time ago, and the popcorn and wine were still placed before me on the coffee table untouched.

I sat up, letting my feet drop to the ground, and ran a hand through my hair. I got up and turned the TV off. I realized that I had slept through the whole day as I watched the night sky.

I grabbed the bowl of popcorn and the glass of wine and went to the kitchen. I put it on the kitchen counter and came back outside because I was too lazy to do anything right now. I didn’t want to do the dishes, I think I’ll hire someone soon.

Then I heard something and I stilled, I got rooted to my spot. My eyes darted all around the spacious living room. The sound was little, like a slight jingle of the keys but it was enough to alert all of my senses.

There goes any hope of getting a good night’s sleep.

Then I noticed a shadow from behind one of the walls, I knew, I just knew it, it was him, didn’t need to see his face to know he was but I was

kinda shocked.

I hadn’t expected him to retaliate this quickly. I thought I had bought myself some time, just a day or two, at least. Time for him to sit in his cold rage and piece together a way to tear me down from the inside out. But clearly, I’d underestimated him.

He was already here.

He wouldn’t let me go that easily. That man had never let anything slip through his fingers without first crushing it to dust. He wouldn’t give me a divorce without leaving something behind some kind of scar. This wasn’t about love or betrayal anymore. This was about power. About control. About revenge.

This is Alessandro De Luca we are talking about, he wouldn’t have let his own mother get away with something like this. I bruised his ego and now he won’t rest until he bruises not just my ego but my whole body.

I lazily moved to my bedroom, acting all nonchalant as if I didn’t notice if anyone was in the apartment. I smirked as I saw a vase turned over, he really wasn’t being discreet about breaking into my apartment.

I wondered how he pulled it off. This building was crawling with Leah’s men from top to the bottom, how did he get inside, undetected and how did he know which suite to break in? There were almost five penthouse suites in this building.

I deliberately turned the light off, letting my dearest husband think that I didn’t notice him at all.

I could hear footsteps, getting closer and closer. So, I decided to have a little fun with him

I slipped the arms of my blazer from my shoulders, feeling the intensity of his gaze trailing down my back as I let it fall to my time, I slowly pulled my shirt up and over my body, knowing he was watching every move.

I unbuttoned my pants, letting them fall to the floor, leaving my body exposed.

ound. Taking

I reached behind and undid my briefs, savoring the moment. I grasped them with one hand and let them fall, my heart thudding in anticipation as I imagined the heat of his eyes on my bare back.

I walked into the closet and saw that all of my clothes were now hanging neatly in them. I grabbed a white silk robe and slid it over my naked body.

The second I stepped out of the closet, someone grabbed my neck from behind and slammed my body into a hard, warm body.

A sense of familiarity washed over me, I knew that body, I knew every single dent and line of that hard body and every curve of muscle that pressed into my back

Chapter 183

It belonged to my husband.

I had awakened the beast and now, he was here to remind me exactly who I’d challenged.

I heard him breathing heavily into my hair, each exhale hot and uneven, brushing against the nape of my neck like fire licking at fragile skin. His chest rose and fell in jagged rhythm behind me, and though he hadn’t spoken yet, his rage was palpable–vibrating in the space between us, in the tightness of his hold, in the way his fingers flexed slightly against my throat.

The heat of him was unbearable, burning through the silk of my robe, seeping into my skin, branding me with his presence.

Slowly, deliberately, I slid my hand behind me, fingers finding the side of his thigh, and began to trail them up and down in long, calculated strokes. I felt the way his body tensed, his breath catching ever so slightly, that barely–there pause that told me he was watching. He had seen.

“Enjoyed the show?” I asked, my voice low and taunting.

“I’m going to fucking kill you…” was all he sneered in my ear.

I breathed out a laugh as his grip on my neck turned bruising, almost suffocating, “Not if I kill you first…” I managed to say.

Then I felt it, his teeth clamping down on my earlobe painfully, that fucker wasn’t holding anything back, “You have grown some balls, Nikolai, stepping into my territory and blackmailing me in broad daylight. No one had ever done that before, I gotta hand it to you, I’m impressed, baby boy”

A stinging slap against my ass made me jump, I clenched my jaw.

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