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Bella Calamida
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Craving The Enemy's Husband Chapter 220: It is over
Chapter 220: It is over**Christiana’s POV**The moment the sirens blared outside, my knees nearly gave out beneath me. Relief and terror collided in my chest, choking me as I clutched my bleeding arm.I had been clever and desperate enough, to do the only thing I could when Bella first revealed herself. While pretending to steady my trembling fingers on my phone, I had managed to dial 911.Whispering bits of words into the silence whenever Bella’s attention strayed. A “help.” A “Salazar mansion.” My voice low enough not to draw her suspicion, high enough for the dispatcher to piece together what was happening.I hadn’t known if they would find me in time. But now, hearing the heavy boots, the urgent shouts of officers outside, it felt like my lifeline had finally arrived.Bella’s eyes flicked wildly between me and the door, her face pale but twisted with fury. She looked like a cornered predator. Her blouse was soaked in blood where I had cut her. My own arm burned, blood dripping do
Craving The Enemy's Husband Chapter 219: Bitchy Bella
Chapter 219: Bitchy Bella**Bella’s POV**The mansion was as quiet as a tomb when I slipped inside. Last time I was here was when I was still in a relationship with Giveon Salazar.Christiana wasn’t doing a good job taking care of the place, it looked tired. Well, maybe because she was the only one living in it. What a waste.I had watched how Bryan drove her in and they exchanged their disgusting love talks out there before Bryan drove away.That sick Bryan! When would he ever stop loving this bitch?Every step I took through the corridors sent memories crashing into me. How many times had I walked through halls just like this, in power, in control, untouchable? And now? Now I was reduced to shadows, breaking into homes like a thief, like a hunted dog.But I wasn’t a thief. I was taking back what was mine.Christiana had always been in my way. She had always been the thorn in my flesh, the name Bryan whispered in dreams, the ghost I could never quite exorcise. And now she had the aud
Craving The Enemy's Husband Chapter 218: Curtains Fall
Chapter 218: Curtains Fall**Christiana’s POV**The night air was cooler than usual, brushing softly against my skin as Bryan walked me up the stone steps of the Salazar mansion. His hand was warm around mine, his thumb tracing idle circles against my palm like he was memorizing the shape of me.We had just finished rounds of sex like we had it for dinner at that BDSM room. I was so fucking tired!“You’ll be safe here,” he said quietly, his voice threaded with a kind of assurance that didn’t quite mask the reluctance in his eyes.I squeezed his hand. “I’ll only feel safe if you’re here with me.”His lips curved into that smile that unraveled me, the one that made me forget the rest of the world. “I will be. But first, I need to check on the Adams mansion. There are things I need to see for myself.”“Bryan…” I said softly, tugging at his sleeve. “Don’t go tonight. Stay. Please.”He tilted my chin upward with a gentle finger, his eyes locking on mine. “If I don’t go, I’ll never stop won
Craving The Enemy's Husband Chapter 217: BDSM room
Chapter 217: BDSM room**Bryan’s POV**I had spent the entire week keeping this secret from Christiana, which was not an easy task. She had a way of looking at me with that searching eyes, like she could peel the truth out of me if she just stared long enough.I had managed to keep my mouth shut from spilling the surprise that awaits her. Finally tonight, I would see the look on her face when she discovered what I had prepared.Her trust in me mattered more than anything now. She had said no to rushing into marriage again, and I respected that, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t remind her of what we had before Bella twisted everything. I wanted her to feel safe with me again. Wanted her to know that even through the lost memories, I remembered what mattered most…us.“Close your eyes,” I said when we reached the hotel lobby.She gave me a suspicious look. “Bryan…”“No arguments.” I grinned, pulling a folded silk scarf from my pocket. “Humor me for once.”Her lips curved into a reluctant
Craving The Enemy's Husband Chapter 216: Together in bed
Chapter 216: Together in bed**Christiana’s POV**Bryan lay beside me, his chest heaving, sweat dampening his temples. His arm was draped across my waist, holding me as if he feared I would vanish if he let go for even a moment.His lips brushed against my shoulder, warm and insistent, then trailed up the side of my neck. Each kiss was slow, deliberate, his way of telling me he wasn’t finished cherishing me.“Christiana,” he murmured between breaths, his mouth against my ear. “I don’t want to wait anymore.”I turned in his arms, still flushed, still trembling. “Wait for what?”He shifted, his dark eyes finding mine. There was no hesitation in his expression, only certainty, the kind that always made my heart both soar and quake.“Our marriage,” he said firmly. “I want us to plan it again. Properly this time. No interruptions. No betrayals. Just you and me.”The words sent a shiver through me, not of desire but of fear and longing, the clash of two emotions I had wrestled with for too
Craving The Enemy's Husband Chapter 215: Ryan... Bryan
Chapter 215: Ryan... Bryan**Christiana’s POV**The drive to Bella’s mother’s house felt heavier than it should have. The streets stretched endlessly, vendors calling out over the hum of traffic, children darting between carts, the scent of something roasted and dust mingling in the air. Yet none of it could distract me from the weight pressing on my chest.I remembered the first time I’d come here, how unsettled I’d felt, how the chaos of the home mirrored the chaos Bella herself always dragged into my life. Part of me wondered why I was returning now, why I would willingly place myself in the orbit of someone tied so closely to the woman who had destroyed me time and again.But Matilda’s disappearance haunted me. I couldn’t shake the thought that if I’d acted sooner, she wouldn’t have fled. That guilt pushed me now. Maybe I couldn’t undo what had happened with her, but maybe… just maybe… I could do something here.When the cab finally pulled up, the house stood just as I remembered:
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