THE TYRANT'S CONTRACT BRIDE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Serena’s perfectly manicured finger hit the dial for Jenkins on the phone screen long after they left her father’s villa. "Serena? Jesus, are you okay?" Jenkins' panicked voice exploded from the speaker as soon as he picked up."You saw the videos I assume? With dear old stepmom, Kylie and that snake Alex?" Serena spat with venom. "Yes, God, Serena what were you thinking confronting them like that?" Jenkins sounded exasperated. "Especially with that dobbed sex tape shitstorm everywhere online. You should be lying low, not stirring up more drama!""Those fucking cowards leaked it to sabotage me before I could take them down for what they’d done." Serena erupted, stabbing an accusatory finger toward the empty seat in front of her as if Alex was sitting right there."I figured as much," Jenkins sighed. "Still, just showing up at the estate like that? Your face is all over the internet now. I thought we agreed you'd lie low until we could get ahead of this mess.""Until what?" She clutc

The black car roared to a halt after passing through the imposing wrought-iron gates of the sprawling villa estate. Knox emerged first with an almost predatory grace. He straightened to his full, intimidating height of over six feet, the muscles in his arms and shoulders visibly straining against the expensive fabric of his customized suit. His face was set in a harsh line that promised swift and brutal retribution to anyone foolish enough to cross him and his jawline was clenched. His eyes were like molten chips of blazing amber ice, glittering with a dangerous intensity that could freeze one's blood.Knox reached back into the car and gently gathered Serena into his arms, cradling her slender body against his muscular frame. One large hand rested at the back of her head while his fingers tenderly stroked the silken strands of her hair. A small, almost tender smile ghosted across his harsh features when she stirred slightly in his embrace but remained nestled trustingly against h

The atmosphere in the living room was wound tight with tension, like a coiled spring ready to snap. The maids, all dressed in their pristine uniforms, were huddled together, their heads bowed low in deference. The only exception was Mrs. Ricci, who had the daunting task of serving lunch to everyone seated at the dining table - Killian, Seven, Serena, and Knox."Would you like some more wine, master?" Mrs. Ricci asked when she finished arranging everyone's plates with an assortment of delectable dishes."I am good," came Killian’s response."Me too," Seven said.Knox didn't say anything, his focus entirely on his meal. He picked up his cutlery and began eating with a grace that left Serena who had been watching, breathless. She marveled at how he managed to make something as simple as eating look so refined and enticing. Her heart fluttered wildly in her chest at the sight of him - his chiseled jaw working methodically as he chewed and swallowed each bite."Is everything alright, sis

Serena bowed her head and grasped her left chest. Her heart was aching so much that it seemed like it was being twisted into knots. She bit her lips to stop the sound that was about to leave her throat.Then she stood up abruptly. Her slender form was trembling as her hands shakily began to fumble with the zip of her blouse. The tears she had been striving so hard to keep back were now pouring freely from her eyes as she stared up at Knox in sorrow. "I don't want you to fuck someone else…" she choked out. "I'm your wife and you should only take any pleasure you seek from me alone."She tugged at her shirt, letting it fall and revealing the lush curves barely contained by the red lacy bra that was enticingly clinging to her full, ripe bosom. Knox's pupils dilated dangerously at the sight. The black pools of desire almost swallowing up the amber as a low, rumbling growl reverberated deep in his chest."Stop!" he grunted out, the deep timbre of his voice strained and rough like

Knox kicked open the bedroom door with Serena still cradled in his arms and their lips locked in a hungry, passionate kiss. He stumbled inside, kicking the door shut behind them with a resounding thud that reverberated through the room. His soft, yet masculine hands roamed her body possessively as he walked them towards the bed, squeezing and kneading the soft curves that fit so perfectly against his hard planes. Serena stifled a yelp when she landed unceremoniously onto the plush mattress. She gazed up at the man who had just dumped her on the bed as if she weighed nothing. There was no preamble or gentleness in his eyes blazing with dark desire. She could see the battle raging within him as he fought with every fiber of his being to hold onto his tenuous control, to keep from giving in fully to the primal and cruel urges she had awakened within his very core. His muscles were rigid, his hands fisting in the rumpled bedsheets as he visibly strained against the force of his