A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 56

crawled fortalt on all fours, my body stiff, my pride screaming in pentext, but my fear kept me obedient. The cold four bút, into my grounding we in a reality I wanted to escape. Every inch I moved and Alexand felt like another piece of myself slipping away, but I couldn’t qua

Alessandro watched me with a gaze that made my skin travl. Ile tilted his head, studying me like a predator sizing op its prey. When I finally hesitated, my breath uneven.

“Sup.” His voler was a command, not a request.

I obeyed, resting back on my heels, my knees still pressed to the unforgiving under his rutiny.

My fingern curled against my thight as I tried to keep myself mindy

Alessandro crouched down, his lace inches from mine. His scent, a mix of expensive cologne and lingering cigar smoke filled my senses, making it impossible to ignore the power he bell over me. He reached out, his fingers ghosting meer my jaw, tilting my chin up in I had no choice but to meet his

“You’re trembling,” be muinuted. “Is it fear? Or something else?*

I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “… I don’t know.”

A cruel smirk ghosted over his lips. “Why are you trembling and yet when I left, you had the guts to even go in the club”

“Did I give you the permission to go there?“,

1 flinched at his words, my mind racing for an escape that didn’t exist.

“I hate lies,” he continued, his grip tightening ever so slightly. “But more than that, I hate disobedience.”

I barely had time to react before he pulled me forward, my body lurching against his. My hands instinctively shot out to brace against his chest, but the moment 1 touched him, his fingers wrapped around my wrists, pinning them in place.

“You had your chance to tell me the truth,” he said, his voice low, dangerous. “But you wasted it. Now, you’ll have to earn back my trust,”

My pulse thundered in my ears as his meaning sank in

“How?” I whispered.

His smirk widened, but there was no warmth in it. Only control. Only possession.

“You’ll see,” he murmured. “Now, be a good pet and obey.”

The room was silent except for the slow, deliberate sound of Alessandro stepping away from me. My breath was uneven, my chest rising and falling too fast

I tried to steady myself,

I didn’t have time to react

before I heard it, the unmistakable sound of leather sliding against leather. My stomach twisted as I turned my head slightly, just enough to see Alessandro retrieving a whip from the wall.

Panic clawed at my throat, but I forced myself to remain still.

“Alessandro please…….

gave you enough freedom, now you think you can lie to me? His voice was calm, almost conversational, but the danger in it was undeniable. “You think you can make a fool out of

Nikolai?”

‘I told you the truth.” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.

The sharp crack of the whip against the air made me flinch within seconds.

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Chapter 56

“Then you won’t mind proving your loyalty.”

My hands curled into fists at my sides. I knew Alexanden, knew how he worked. A punishment wrapped in a rasse

And I was expected to endure it.

He stepped closet, letting the tip of the whip

lightly across my back, the inucli deceptively unft. Tare the wall.

A part of me wanted to refuse, to push bock, to remind him that I wasn’t some plaything he could command. But another part one that whose dangemis he could be kept me in place

Slowly, I turned, stepping toward the wall. My fingers twitched at my sides as I stood there, my breath coming too fast.

Alessanden didn’t move right away. He let the silence streich, the weight of anticipation pressing down on me like a heavy chain.

Then..

The first strike landed.

A sharp sting exploded across my

“Count,” Alessandro ordered.

My throat tightened. “O–One.”

back, forcing a bias from my lips. My muscles tensed, every nerve in my body on high alert..

The next lash followed almost immediately, the sting sharper this time.

“Two,” I ground out, my fingers pressing against the cold surface of the wall. The strikes kept coming, each one precise, controlled. Alessandro wasn’t doing this out of blind rage he never lost control. This was deliberate. Calculated.

By the time I reached “Ten,” my back burned, my breath coming in shallow gasps. Sweat dripped down my spine, mixing with the lingering sting of leather against skin.

• Alessandro finally stepped forward, pressing his hand against my lower back. His touch was almost soothing, a contradiction to the pain be’d inflicted

moments aga

“You did well,”

he murmured, his fingers tracing over the red marks. “Maybe next time, you’ll remember who you belong to.”

I clenched my jaw, swallowing the bitter taste of humiliation

“Think me.“”

I hesitated, every part of me rebelling against the demand.

“Nikodal”

I closed my eyes, forcing the words out through gritted teeth.

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