เข้าสู่ระบบDanny’s POV Chad refused to let me go. This was the exact reason my stepmother used to lecture me about wearing revealing clothes, because now I had awakened a hot, ruthless monster, and there was no turning back. My hands were tightly cuffed above my head to the headboard, the cold steel biting into my wrists every time I twitched. Chad was already going in for our third round, completely tireless. I stared up at his sweaty, broad chest towering over me, totally blocking out the dim, golden light from the bedside lamp. He looked massive, dark, and utterly consumed by raw lust, not even love at this rate. Is this really what I get for getting married? Slowly, deliberately, he grabbed my ankles, lifting my innocent legs and draping them over his broad shoulders one by one. Without a second of hesitation, he aligned himself and drove back inside me with relentless force. "Arghh! Fuck!" I gasped, a loud, helpless moan tearing from my throat as my eyes squeezed shut. "Look at me,
Chadwick’s POVI pushed open the door to his room and stepped inside, only to find him perched on the edge of the plush mattress. He had already stripped out of his wedding fit and changed into a oversized white knit sweater, one that barely grazed the middle of his smooth thighs while mindlessly swiping through his phone.I crossed the expansive bedroom and sank onto the mattress beside him. "Danny... are you okay?" I asked softly.He finally tore his eyes away from the screen, blinking up at me. "Oh, you're here... I didn't hear you come in," he muttered. I could already taste the cold, prickly attitude lacing his voice, though I had no idea what had I had done this time around.When he had suddenly ran into the house earlier, clutching his face, I had immediately instructed Noah to rush up after him while I finished handling the remaining political formalities. Could he really be angry just because I hadn't followed him up instantly?I cleared my throat, reaching out to gently
Danny’s POVWell, the boring chapel ceremony was finally over, and we were now at the grand venue.Honestly, I couldn't help but wonder just how huge Chad's mansion compound actually was, it felt like an entire country club could fit in his backyard. I couldn't believe I had just officially married a man this ridiculously wealthy. I mean, did they really think I was going to give up a life like this just because I was pissed off?!“Danny,” Chad’s deep voice called out as he walked back over to where I was sitting. “Sorry for leaving you alone for a bit. I had to greet some of the political delegates.”I flashed him a sweet, unbothered smile. “It's fine. Carry on with your mafia business or whatever.”I crossed one leg over the other, leaning back into the leather seating as the private pianist sat down at the grand piano and began playing a smooth jazz piece. Almost instantly, the nearby guests turned their attention toward the music.“Right... you should probably tell Noah where Emr
Chadwick’s POV“It's your wedding day. Did you sleep at all?” Noah demanded, barging into my room without bothering to knock.I was still sitting on the edge of my bed, staring intensely at the glowing tablet screen in my hands. The live feed showed Danny in his room, casually watching TV like he didn't have a single care in the world, like he didn't even realize today was Saturday, his own mate’s wedding day.“I mean... does he seriously not feel a single thing?!” I pointed furiously at the tablet screen, my voice laced with exasperation.Noah leaned his back against the wall, clearly dropping his usual stoic assistant persona. Right now, he wasn't looking at me as his boss, he was looking at me as my best man and friend.“Well, I told you,” Noah said with a light, teasing shrug. “Maybe Danny really isn't interested in you.”I shook my head aggressively. “No, no. Noah, I know what I feel through the bond.”Noah stepped closer, gently setting a heavy garment bag containing my tuxedo
Danny’s POVI was awake, my eyes refusing to open simply because I didn't want them to. I lay there in the absolute silence of the grand house. It was so quiet that if a single needle dropped anywhere on the marble floors, the sound would echo through the entire corridor.I wondered if they had already left for the wedding. Emrys had explicitly asked Chad to move the ceremony to today, and I couldn't help but wonder if Chad had gone through with it.Before I could stop myself, warm tears spilled over my eyelashes, tracking down the sides of my face and pooling into the corners of my ears.Knock. Knock.I heard heavy, footsteps finally approaching down the hallway. I quickly opened my eyes for the first time that morning, pulling the thick duvet up to cover myself properly, before shutting my eyes tight again.Knock. Knock.Someone knocked softly on my door, making my chest tighten into a painful knot. Could it be Chad? I wondered, my heart racing."Puppy," a sharp voice called out th
Chadwick’s POV “Danny won't be able to handle all this,” Noah spoke up, his voice echoing in the vast, quiet room. “He has to,” Godmother said coldly, taking a slow, deliberate sip of her wine. I closed my eyes tightly, the image of Danny’s expression burning into the back of my eyelids. The way he had looked at me earlier, like he had been broken completely in half. No, he hadn't just broken, he had shattered into pieces, and I could feel every single sharp shard tearing through my own chest through our bond. What was even the damn point of all this? Ever since I officially finalized my divorce with Sarah, I had been fighting relentlessly for days just to ensure Danny would be accepted by the family elders. I opened my eyes and glared at my own grandmother. She had blatantly refused to back me up. Her reasoning? She claimed the boy hadn't proven he actually wanted me. She knew damn well he had literally sprinted through a hail of flying bullets just to reach my side. Was tha