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Chapter Six
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2026-10-05 01:39:25Isabella
There was absolutely no kind of warning that could have prepared me for Travis' reaction to crazy Puerto's decision to come looking for me outside a ladies room.
Granted even Travis was not supposed to be here right now with me but knowing him for his person there was no way he was respecting any law that stated that he had to watch himself around me anytime soon or at all.
“Isabella, I know you're in there and I'm not leaving until I talk to you in person so come out right now.”
What a fool he was. He just made things worse even without trying so hard because at this point I really wondered what it was that gave him the mind that he could simply demand to see me after what he had done.
He wanted me gone and I'd granted his wish but here he was being a mess and causing trouble for me in a very public event.
I was still trying to separate the stimulation I was feeling with Travis hell bent on making me scream even though it wasn't proper and it was a very public event when he bit my ear and spoke clearly to me: “You can try Isabella but you won't be holding your moans back for him because he came here not respecting the fact that you aren't his anymore so whatever he hears today, he'd have to deal with but no matter how hard you try to hold back, it won't work because I am just about getting started and I won't be calm about this so buckle up for the ride of your life sweetheart.”
I used my right hand to hold my mouth to stifle the moan that I was about to release but Travis never gave me enough grace nor consideration to be modest because I knew that anyone who passed by would definitely know that there was a woman presently getting fucked senseless by a man.
Being the devil he was, after he withdrew and stayed out of me for he simply slammed back into me as I immediately gripped the zinc and screamed as he kept a very fast pace while pulling my hair with one hand and using his other hand to play with my boobs and there was absolutely nothing soft about him in that moment as he kept me high.
I could hardly tell the difference between reality and delusion as I had lost my voice and touch of reality as he fucked me to no ends without mercy.
“You are absolutely mine now Isabella. He had his turn but he never wanted you so I'm stepping in and I wouldn't be letting go ever again so it's his loss not mine.”
I could hear Puerto's harsh breathing outside the door and I could almost feel him clenching his hands but he'd brought it all on himself hence I couldn't even feel sorry for his ass because he deserved this and so much worse.
How do you abandon and throw away a person but want to come back as if nothing happened or develop some stupid severe obsession for someone you claimed you never wanted anymore.
After what felt like ages of highs and lows, I had my beautiful orgasm, exhaled in tiredness and exhaustion as Travis finally came but I wasn't even sure that I could stand on my own two feet at that moment.
I rested my head against Travis' shoulder and yawned as I saw my very messy hair and puffy eyeballs that were caused by my repeated tears in the throes of passion.
He brought out a little handkerchief as he calmly cleaned me up but he put my panties in his pocket and helped me adjust and fix my hair.
He fixed my make up and helped adjust my dress but I couldn't possibly stand on my own and I was already dizzy at that moment.
He carried me like a bride and walked towards the door with me but when we got to the entrance, we met no one and at that moment I had simply drifted off to sleep as I adjusted my body and held on even more tightly to his neck.
I had no idea what had happened or how we'd arrived at home but at some point during the night I had woken up in our bedroom at home.
I yawned and stretched but my body was crazy sore as I groaned and slept back with the covers pulled over my head.
I was not in the mood of seeing anyone or even ready to entertain the thought of seeing anyone around me for the rest of the night.
Travis had acted out of jealousy and being the master of mixed signals that he was, he'd left me in bed alone to be wherever he wanted to be.
He blew hot and cold since I'd met him but who was I kidding? He had saved my ass back then which was why I'd agreed to this union but the more time I spent with Travis Vanguard, the more I wondered if I had made the right decision choosing him.
I badly wanted to be able to go back to a dream world and just get into the dream world but I couldn't even manage that so I stared into the roof of the room and exhaled.
I eventually stood up and walked quietly to the kitchen where I met a group of unsuspecting maids chirping away because they had not noticed my presence. They seemed so lost in whatever it was that they were talking about.
“I hope you all realise that the Alpha would never fully accept her right? He might mark her, breed her and do whatever he wanted with her but he'd never love or care for her like he did her.”
Who on earth were they talking about? Who had he loved at some point and did that explain his unusual hot and cold habit whilst dealing with me?
I had so many questions but I never dared to ask these questions from anyone. I turned back swiftly to the room before they noticed my presence.
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