A Million-Dollar Marriage: A Story Of Heart Over Contract のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

In an instant, it was gone, her earlier fury.Gianna stared blankly ahead with confused curiosity. She took slow steps back in the direction of the bathroom. Why was everyone looking so…She stopped in front of the door, pushing her way through the others till she saw him on the floor, convulsing violently and thrashing around, his head oscillating around the place. His body contorted around sickeningly in a way that chased a cold thrill of chills down her back.It was a seizure.Gianna hurried further into the room, going in her knees next to him. Her fingers danced out to touch Mason's writhing body, but a split second of hesitation hit her to a stop. Seconds before this she was fantasizing about Mason choking on his own goddamn tongue. And she’d wished he'd turn a sickly shade of purple while gasping for air like a floundering fish.Now here he was, getting something similar to her wish in the most fucked up way possible.Ah…Was this what Olivia had meant when she said, “does she

A strangled groan reverberated from deep in Mason's throat as her velvet tongue licked insistently at the seam of his lips.He should shove her away!But like a possessed man, his body had other plans. His hands had already begun fisting in the silk of her blouse to yank her body closer against himself.Olivia mewled victoriously against his lips.Her fingers went to work on the buttons of his dress shirt, nails scraping lightly against his abdomen in a way that had his muscles contracting subconsciously.Rational thought was rapidly becoming a fleeting notion for Mason.This woman's presence was a potent and merciless narcotic that hijacked his synapses until she was the only thing filling his mind, body and soul. Her floral musk had taken over his senses and carried him back to nights they’d spend tangled up in sweat-soaked sheets as she'd writhed atop him in complete ecstasy.He quickly got off the chair, using his body to knock her backwards until she was pinned between his torso

She yelped loudly when Marco caught on to her leg. The adrenaline currently pulsing through her however was strong enough to kick her out of his hold. Gianna didn’t dare slow down and kept running towards the first crack of light she could see. Tears streaked her cheeks, whipped by the stinging wind as her lungs burned.She turned her head around just in time to see Marco explode through the exit behind her and her stomach clenched with fresh terror and a cocktail of hormones.It was when she could barely hear Marco’s bellows behind her that she knew she’d run a considerable distance away. Gianna saw an old garage up ahead on the other side of the road she was approaching. She angled her trajectory towards the closest car which was just the a rusted out husk of a jeep.She crouched under the bulk of the vehicle, chest heaving seriously. She could now hear the sound of his shoes getting closer to where she was. Gianna held her breath and watched through the cracks in the rear window as

"There she is!" Sonia exclaimed, spreading her arms wide.Gianna made her way down the staircase with a broad smile stretching past her face, and waiting at the bottom was Sonia."Girl, take it easy on those steps."Gianna ran into her friend’s arms and melted into the tight hug. It had been a little close to two weeks since she’d last seen her best friend, but it felt like several months and gone by already. Although, they communicated online often, it still wasn’t as satisfying as seeing each other’s faces."I was so worried about you," Sonia’s voice was muffled against Gianna's shoulder."That scumbag Marco..."“He’s right where he belongs now,” Gianna replied, more like she didn’t want to be bothered by that bad news of a person."I'm just happy to see your face. There's hardly ever anyone around here besides the staff. Come on,"She looped her arm through Sonia's and led them both up the staircase.“And how is your health so far?”"Better, thanks. But the doctor recommended stayi

The room spun around for a bit, slowly settling to a stop in front of Mason’s eyes as they blinked open. His head felt like it was stuffed with cotton. This was from the effects of whatever sedative had been administered into his system. He raised his hand to probe a spot on his temple where he'd hit the floor during his seizure.The ache still swam around his skull, however minimal. Careful not to jostle himself too quickly, he shifted to his side to sit up.That was when his eyes docked on Gianna who was fast asleep next to him on the edge of the mattress. One of her arms pillowed her cheek while her head rested slightly on the headboard as she sat on the floor. He could hear the faint inhales and exhales coming out of her narrowly parted lips.As if then, he started to hear her voice in his head, from when she was tending to him earlier and he started to take in the scent of whatever she had put on him earlier, which was oddly comforting despite the fog clouding his psyche.More kn