All Chapters of Wedcuffed: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Sarah POVAs I was talking to dozens of people, I felt fatigued and parched. Consistent mingling and bunny sights caused a drought. I felt that I needed a small break, so I went on my way to the bar. I ordered a soft drink when there. I knew well that I could not get drunk while here as much as I would have loved to strengthen something for calming down my veins. Consuming alcohol was forbidden for me, and I had to ensure the whole incident went smoothly.My eyes wandered around in the grand hall, while I missed snow within my glass. A softer, more erotic tune played as several couples danced on the floor already. The somewhat diminished light was adding an intimate atmosphere for the evening. He felt mesmerised to get the guests ready elegantly because he walked around searching for music. I paused briefly to admire the moment and the scene since I had forgotten my chaotic thoughts.“May I have a dance with my wife if you do permit it?”Adrian's voice made me do business then leave. I

Sarah POV“I see you have already made your broken wedding to your husband,” making my whole body tight, a familiar deep voice cut off with air.I am still in my same place. I am breathing since there is a noise within my mind. I lifted my eyes slowly. A standing bhoop with some feet was clear in dim lighting. Tonight was almost an anticipated event. I was looking forward to coming here.“Alessandro ...” Boom Luroom's music and chakbak drowned out my fluttered voice, which was rarely heard.He was not in a good mood yet he said that everything that he had to know was indeed hard since their expression was not clearly visible due to the low light within the hallway. Her sharp jaw was cut and also her lips were pressed into such a tight line. A calm forgiveness took the place of her hazel eyes instead. Now, just why is it he is crazy?Was he able to see what occurred upon the dance floor?I took a hesitant step the wait clicked gently against the marble floor and when I was near I saw i

Alessandro POVShe gazed toward me, shattered and furious, and I had never felt a chillier voice from her“You were not as others as I do believe.”Any slap is not so hard as words are hitting. Because it was true.I told her I differed from everyone always. I will believe that it is I who will hear that. I dropped it then, at that very moment.I thought that everything was scattered inside of me and she walked and walked without her giving to me another chance or waiting for a response from me.Her name, I longed to cry aloud. To run after her. To apologise. But I didn’t.I knew I had pushed the woman I loved most. I pushed her since I knew her.And I didn't know whether I would take him back again.Why did I then let my own pain speak in a way louder than her real truth?Why did I distrust one who never earned my belief?Although she vanished down the hallway, why did I still recognize it as the sole real thing that I knew?Was it then finished at this time at all?Its size lessened

Sarah POVI discovered his face while looking for any signal of dishonesty, but honesty was truly what I then got. Because pain existed, his regret was clear, his crime was raw.“I trust you, Alessandro” I then said my voice stable. Your words and intentions are trusted. I want to focus from today on what is next, what is behind us, not on our relationship being impressed by Chloe, by Adrian, by my father, by our past.As he looked at me, Alessandro hoped and also disbelieved. “Sarah, you’re sure I”I cut him off. “Alessandro, it is I who is choosing you. Because I love you. And I believe that we have something worth fighting for. Even though we have made both such mistakes, I refuse to define those mistakes right now. I want to make something real with only you.A smile slowly formed on her lips. The smile was in fact almost quite incredible. He reached out and raised my face toward him, brushing his fingers under my chin. His touch was electrification, familiar but still hot.She mur

Sarah POVMy hands are still trembling now with anticipation as they reach toward the lapels of his jacket. I pushed him off my shoulders, and he fell onto the floor. I pushed him prior to starting to open his shirt. His chest was a more sculpted physique. Each button was prefrontal. My fingers, then exploring, stressed his muscles beneath them. Her skin's heat traces lines upon my stomach as I look at my lips.Our breaths were briefly separated. Alessandro breathed deeply, his chest expanding then contracting as his gaze darkened when seeing my expression, his lips slightly parted.His voice was so low and thick when he muttered, “You drive me crazy, all drives” since he muttered. My bunion felt an opening made by his fingers. They stuck to the object at hand. My hair fell down into waves, and fingers drove through it, plus entangled them in varieties. “I like seeing you in this way. It makes you more unmistakable, undoubtedly.”He bent down as he approached. My neck felt from the sl