บททั้งหมดของ The Forced Bride Of The Devil Alvaro : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

The moment she pressed her lips against his, he cupped the side of her face and kissed her back. Cyra surrounded her arms around his neck to pull him closer. Dangerously close to her because even a mere distance between them was extremely unendurable for her.Slightly opening her mouth, she let him enter his tongue inside her. Their tongues collided, erupting countless delicious sparkles all over her body. Cyra could still taste herself on his tongue.Previously, these things used to disgust her but with this man, she was craving and yearning for that every single thing which she once used to despise, just like her betrayal.Their mouths sucked onto each other, like their entire lives were depending on it. She could not hurt him. It was impossible for her to hurt him. She was not capable of watching him in pain, even though she knew he deserved nothing but pain after everything he had been doing to her.Cyra kissed him harder and deeper. The bliss to call him hers was surreal. The ple

Her father. She saw her father standing at her door. His normal facial features told her that he didn't hear her voice message, which made her mentally sigh in relaxation. She nodded at him to come inside.Her father stepped inside the room and came closer to her. Cyra lowered her head in guilt, but her father placed his palm over her head and then pulled her into a hug.Tears immediately gathered her eyes. Cyra hugged back her father and buried her face inside his chest.“I am sorry, dad. I am so sorry for lying to you and mum. I…I am a pathetic person. I disappointed you both,” she apologized to her father, making him sigh. He took her face out of his chest and cupped her face to wipe her tears away.“Our mistakes don't define us but our regret does, so if you regret your mistake, then it's already your redemption, princess,” Cyra keenly heard her father's every word.“And don't worry. Even if the whole world would go against my child's choice, I would still stand by it if it would

Cyra was frozen, hearing her father's question. Where was Ethan? Now how could she tell him where was he and in what state he was now? And because of whom?“Ethan?” Her mother uttered, befuddled. Cyra gulped down her saliva before finally parting her mouth to answer.“He is my friend and he…he was supposed to come here today to meet, dad. I told dad about him, last night,” she answered, trying her best to sound as convincing as possible.Her mother's brows thinned in confusion.“Why?” Cyra heard her mother asking her, and that same question could be seen on her father's face too. Last night, Cyra told her father that she had invited her friend, Ethan, to come here to meet him, but she didn't tell her father the reason for his arrival at that moment.Running her mind as fast as she could, she finally came up with a lie.“He has been in search of some work for the past couple of months, so I thought if dad could help him in any way,” she uttered. Her mother nodded at her.“So why didn't

Standing up on her feet, Cyra watched that breathing havoc coming closer to her. His incisive blue eyes wandered all over her body, from her head to her toe which was covered in a denim short and a t-shirt. Her throat dried up in nervousness. This man's mere presence was enough to terrify her very being. Gulping, she took her steps back, seeing him coming closer to her. “Why are you here?” Cyra questioned him, gathering all her courage. She stopped, feeling her dressing table behind her, but his feet didn't pause. Eliminating all the distance between their bodies, he stood right in front of her. “I am asking you something….why are you here?” She repeated herself again. Shoving his hands inside his pants' pocket, he thrusted his face closer to her. “I heard my would-be wife is not feeling well, so I thought about paying her a visit,” he uttered. His voice, calm and gentle, but Cyra knew how dangerous and destructive the calmness of this man was. “Because I know, my closenes

The sky had worn the dark cloak of the night where the stars were twinkling. Cyra's eyes were peering at the sky through the window of his moving car. For once, she didn't even try to look beside her to see him, who was driving the car. She had now started despising even being under his presence, but she knew she had no escape from it. Not until, she would reach ‘that only way’ to escape from all of this and from him.“Are we going to act like we don't know each other?” Cyra heard him speaking, breaking the silence between them.Turning her head, she looked at him.“Do we really know each other?” She questioned him back, whose eyes were focused on the road. Every angle of his face was perfectly sculptured. From his jaw to his facial features…. everything about his looks was impeccable, but what about his sinister soul?Her words brought a small smile on his face, before he turned his head to look at her.“I believe ... .I do,” his words held that conviction, which made her feel like