All Chapters of Wedcuffed: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Before I could reply, Alessandro’s eyes darkened with desire. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down my spine as his lips trailed lower, leaving soft kisses along my stomach. His hands roamed my body with a slow, deliberate touch, igniting a fire deep within me. I felt his fingers teasing the waistband of my panties, his movements excruciatingly slow, as if savoring every second. My breath hitched when he parted my thighs, his fingers tracing delicate patterns against my sensitive skin."Keep them open, love," he whispered, his voice husky with amusement and hunger.My pulse quickened as he leaned down, his warm breath fanning against my inner thighs, sending waves of anticipation coursing through me. Then, without warning, his mouth found my aching center. A sharp gasp escaped my lips, my body jerking in response to the overwhelming pleasure. My fingers clutched the sheets as his tongue moved in slow, teasing strokes, building the tension with an unbearable gentleness."You are

Sarah POVI could feel the warmth of the sun's rays falling gently on my closed eyelids, the soft glow making its way through the sheer curtains. The gentle rustling of the breeze outside and the faint chirping of birds reached my ears, signaling the start of a new day. I shifted slightly, feeling something warm against my cheeks, a comforting presence that made my heart flutter.Slowly, I opened my eyes, letting them adjust to the soft morning light. My gaze landed on the ceiling for a moment before I became aware of my surroundings. I was in bed, a cozy duvet covering my body. I turned my head slightly and placed my hands on what I assumed was the pillow. But as I pressed down, I quickly realized it wasn’t the pillow at all.It was Alessandro’s arms.A soft gasp left my lips as I turned my body, only to find him already awake and staring at me with a small, knowing smile on his lips. His eyes, still clouded with sleep, held a certain warmth that sent a pleasant shiver down my spine.

Sarah P.O.VIt’s been almost twenty minutes since Alessandro and Adrian left the room to talk, and my mind refuses to rest. A million thoughts swirl through my head, each more unsettling than the last.What is taking them so long?I grip the edge of my plate, my appetite nearly gone despite the fruit I was mindlessly eating. My thoughts keep circling back to Adrian. Is he up to something? Is he trying to manipulate Alessandro? He has always had a way of twisting words, turning situations to his advantage. I wish I could trust that this conversation will lead to something constructive, but my heart is wary.In an attempt to distract myself, I reach for my phone and start scrolling. The screen floods with posts from yesterday’s event—pictures of the elegant venue, the perfectly arranged tables, and of course, the guests. My breath catches when I spot a few pictures of myself with Adrian. We appear like a well-coordinated pair, even if reality tells a different story. My fingers hesitate

Sarah POVAs the evening drew to a close, the guests began to disperse, making their way back to their rooms. I had spent the rest of the day attending to their needs, ensuring everyone was comfortable and enjoying their stay. Alessandro and I had also toured the rest of the property, discussing potential improvements and changes. Throughout the day, I occasionally caught glimpses of Adrian, who seemed to be keeping a respectful distance. He watched me quietly, his expression unreadable, but he never approached or interrupted.After dinner, the guests slowly filed out of the dining room, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. It had been a long and emotionally draining day. Alessandro and I made our way back to our room, walking in silence. The air was thick with unspoken words, but for now, silence felt more comforting than conversation.Once inside the room, Alessandro closed the door behind us and turned to face me. "How are you holding up?" he asked gently, his concern evident

Sarah POVOnce Mr. Thompson had left, Alessandro turned to me, his expression searching. "Feeling better?"I nodded, though the weight of the conversation still lingered in my chest. "Yes, I do. It's a lot to take in, but having good support makes it easier."His lips curved into a reassuring smile as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close for a brief but comforting embrace. "Good. Now, let's tackle the rest of the day. We have a lot to do."The morning flew by in a blur of phone calls and preparations. I reached out to my grandparents, explaining that we needed to have an important discussion with both families. Alessandro, on the other hand, spoke to Adrian, insisting that he get his parents involved as well. There was no room for misunderstandings or loose ends in something as significant as our child’s future.By early afternoon, everyone had gathered in my room. Adrian and his parents sat across from Alessandro and me, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and