A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 91

Alessandro pulled out of measly and lifted himself off me, giving me a clear view of just oneraty he was, and how he was contred in lite mar neck, making me slightly embarrassed that I had done that without realizing it

His phone went off again, and he got off the couch without saying anything, then walked timwards the talle naked to drawer it.

Meanshile, I couldn’t move. My limba bent more than ever from the rigorous lovemaking for hours without shopping, and I could rely catch my breath from hot hot 1 fel.

I lay there, completely exposed, my thighs trembling and slick with the evidence of how hard he had taken me. Every breath 1 dragged into my lungs felt heavy, banning. My skin was feverish, my body still twitching from the aftershocks of my last orgasm,

Across the room, Alessandro leaned against the table, his back muscles flexing beautifully as he muttered something low into the phone. His free hand raked through his hair, frustration clear in the stiff set of his shoulders.

Iven now, I couldn’t stop staring at him.

Just hours ago, I had thought the worst tuld happen, and then something completely different had like a tornado,

Alessandro came into my life and flipped it upside down.

I couldn’t hide it anymore; I didn’t know what the hell was going on anymore.

The way he held me felt real, I no longer felt anything for the females.

I liked having sex with him, but the thought of sleeping with another man other than Alessanden disgusted me. So what did that make me?

Did this make me gay?

Alessandro soon turned, and faced me. He was still on the phone, talking but while gripping the bridge of his nose. It was as if someone was already irritating him.

His jaw tightened, and I could feel the tension radiating off him even from across the mom.

in?

1 mouthed who is 17 and he simply shook his head, making me sit up and frown as he sat on the edge of the couch near me.

“I already said I didn’t want that, he hissed into the phone.

“No, I’m-”

I heard a woman talking loudly on the other end, making it a good time to get up and take a shower, just to give him some privacy as it felt personal

I walked past him, but his arm reached out and stopped me.

My heart skipped, and I frose, unsure of what to do. His eyes, dark and intense, met mine, but he said nothing. The conversation on the phone continued, the woman’s voice growing louder with irritation.

Without a word, he tugged me toward him, guiding me until 1 was standing right in front of him. His free hand slid to my waist, pulling me gently but firmly down onto his lap, making sure I was positioned right. The sudden shift of power left me breathless, and I could feel my heart hammering in my

chest as I sat on him, fully aware of how close we were.

Alessandro didn’t even glance at me as he remained on the phone, his voice low and clipped. “I already said no,” he snapped into the phone.

I sat there, trying to adjust to the situation, my thighs pressed against his, the heat frop his body seeping i tight, but enough to keep me anchored there,

Eventually, he sighed when the other line went silent…

“Fine, I be there soon,” he said, hanging up.

into mine. His hand stayed on my waist, not

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Chapter 91

“Who was that?“. The question out of the blue entoe mul

Alessandro put the phone down on the table, his gaze mill focused on me, à Mint of invitation lingering in his eyes. He achalar hamily, bi shake off the frustration from the call, but he was falling.

He glanced at me then, his jaw tight. “It was nothing important,” he said, bis tone clippèl, but not quite dismissive

1 frowned, not entirely convinced. “I didn’t sound like nothing? The words were out of my mouth before I mild stop then, and I instantly regretted My heart thudded in my chest as I realized how much I cared, how much I was beginning to care about things I had

them before he masked it with a foceed calm. “You don’t need in witry

Alessandro’s eyes darkened for a split second, something untradable flashing about it,” he replied, his voice solter now, though there was still an edge to it. “It’s not your concern.

“But…. 1 started.

“It was my moms.” He suddenly leaned forward and kissed my sweaty d

Ihammed. “You need to go?” I asked, trying to move from his lap, feeling awkward sitting there, but he held onto me and nodded against my chest with a

“That tickles,” I groaned.

“She

organized a birthday surprise for me, which I’m fashionably late for apparently,” he said with amusement in his voice, before looking up at me angrily

“I’d rather stay y here and fuck you until you pass out from screaming my name.”

The words hit me like a punch, raw and blunt, and I couldn’t decide if they made my heart race in excitement or made me want to pull away in hesitation, His voice had changed again, from the frustration of earlier to something much darker, much more possessive.

He wanted me. Again. And not just casually. He wanted to push me to the edge, wanted to take me until I couldn’t think straight, couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything but feel him

Part of me wanted to melt into him, to give in to the hunger in his eyes. Another part, perhaps the smarter, more cautions side of me wanted to run. I was no fool; I knew the way Alessandro operated. He was intense, unpredictable, and dangerously captivating

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