A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 53

The door slammed shut behind her, leaving a hollow silence in the dimly lit nish, I desgred a hand down my face, staring blankly at the floor. My body still buzzed with frustration, but not the kind had been hoping for tonight. I wanted telente, distraction, anything to shake off the way Alessandro had bein messing with my head. Instead, I this. A sickening, empty cralization that no one else could touch me the way he did.

“Tuck this,” 1 muttered under my breath, grabbing my jacket and storming out of the room. The club was still pulsing with energy, but I didn’t bother looking for Lean. I needed alt. Space. Anything to stop my mind from looping hack to Alessandrs,

By the time I stepped onto the curb, my hands were still shaking. I flagged down a cab, harely registering the driver’s questions as I mumbled the address, The tide was a blur of city lights and the distant Is of traffic, my mind stuck on the mess I had left behind and the even bigger mest waiting for me.

I was heading back to Alessandro’s place. The place I hated monst

A heavy sigh left me as I stepped out of the cab, exhaustion sinking into my bones. The weight of tonight, and everything it meant was too much to carry. just wanted to collapse into bed and pretend none of this was happening.

But the second 1 opened the door, I knew I wouldn’t get that luxury.

“You took your time coming here.”

I immediately threw my phone in the air from the sudden voice scaring the shit out of me and failing to catch it, causing it to fall on the floor.

Alessandra.

I barely managed to keep from stumbling as my eyes locked onto him. He was sitting on the couch, his jacket draped over the armrest, shoes neatly placed by the door. His posture was as effortless as always, one arm resting on the back of the couch, the others lazily holding a glass of amber liquid.

It has been so far two weeks without seeing him or receiving any messages from him.

I wasn’t expecting him to be back,

Okay I knew he would come back any day. But not at this time. When I am

And now, I was in trouble.

he didn’t find me at home to make matters worŠE..

The alcohol in my system made it impossible to think straight, but I knew one thing, I was totally dead. Alessandro’s gaze dragged over me, slow and deliberate, before he scoffed lightly, shaking his head as if he found my very presence imitating

“Ahh… wel be back.. Alessandro, I tried to form the words, but they came out slurred and pathetic.

Allessandro didn’t respond right away. Instead, his gaze remained on me, sharp and cold. My heart hammered in my chest as I struggled to focus, my thoughts muddled by the alcohol.

“You’re pathetic, you know that?, Where are you from at this time?” Alessandro’s voice broke the silence, low and venomous. He didn’t even bother to stand up, his pasture still relaxed, as though he found amusement in my disarray.

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