All Chapters of Wedcuffed: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sarah POVI unlocked the door and swung it open, only with Adrian to be seen, the last person I wanted to be confronted by at this hour. His face stood there as a mask of anger barely suppressed. He shoved me aside, his shoulder bumping roughly against mine, and strode into the house without even a greeting or waiting for an invitation.“Why is it that you visited with my parents just yesterday?” he demanded, and then his voice was sharp plus the question hung in the air in the way of some toxic cloud. Hostility radiated; therefore he stood rigid in the middle of my living room.“I had to inform them of our divorce,” I replied, and I met with his gaze steadily. They must know before any more steps get taken by us. I walked towards him with churning insides, trying to seem calm because “It’s the right thing to do.”“Don't give me that trash, Sarah,” he sneered. His lip curled as he spoke. “Dad and Mom are questioning me because of your little visit, putting pressure on me trying to ruin

Sarah POV“Are you okay?” Alessandro asked, even turning toward me. Now his voice was softer, and concern filled it.Words were not able for one to form as I nodded in a numb manner. His touch grounded me as he was guiding me toward the bedroom, and then he reached out and took my hand.Alessandro looked back toward Adrian, his eyes were unrelenting and cold. We reached the door by the same time. “Get out, Parker. Now. Or the cops are whom I'm calling upon.Adrian glared toward him yet did not argue. He wiped blood from his nose slamming the door behind him storming out.Alessandro shut the door and at that time he turned so as to face me. Everything that had just happened was still in the process as I stood there. I felt fear, anger, relief, also confusion: my mind was overwhelmed with emotions.Alessandro Dante barely knew about me. Why, then, was Alessandro Dante defending me so intensely? The feeling of his presence and of his protection felt very safe. Why had I not experienced su

Sarah POVFor some strange reason, I did not then reject him after he did that thing. His touch didn’t make me feel threatened but felt warm grounding warmth wrapping you chilly night makes you forget cold biting skin. My breath caught within my throat, but my body remained still, because it was unwilling to step back. And so, my mind screamed at me for it urged me to put distance between the two of us, and to not fall for the same kind of game that I had promised myself I would never play again.My eyes traced through all of his features, for I searched out for any sign of deception, any glimmer of manipulation behind all of that practiced charm. Alessandro’s jaw was tense as if he were holding back words he couldn’t say aloud, his lips pressed into a firm line. His gaze was soft yet unyielding so it brimmed with something raw beyond sincerity, perhaps. Its vastness greatly stirred my inner core. The depth was extreme.No, Sarah. Those men all seem identical. He still is not worthy of

Adrian POVShe can't know about your being here.“Where's Sarah?” I blurted out because I could not stop myself. Miss Caswell was just about ready to speak. Then Noah interrupted her.“She went into the restroom a while ago, oh.”I nodded then downed my drink for I was trying for to calm the storm that brewed inside of me. The alcohol burned down my throat, though it did nothing for extinguishing the jealousy that ignited within my veins. Then, just at once, my phone began to ring. Even with my foul mood, still a smile tugged at my lips as I glanced over at the caller ID.Jessica spoke sweetly through the line about “Hey, love. When are you coming home?”“Hey, sweetheart. I'm just at a club with Noah. I'll be at home in just about an hour or two,” I replied then, and my voice was raised so that I could be heard well over the thumping bass.“Alright, I will be waiting.” It seemed as if she sounded content, saying, “See you soon.”I said “Bye, love,” at the time that I disconnected the c

Adrian POVHalf an hour later, I stopped before Sarah's house, as my aching wrist killed the engine. Soft light from the morning sun bathed the quaint home, but my mood remained stormy. I walked on the stone pathway. Irritation that was simmering fueled each and every step.I pressed the bell making it echo sharply, the sound cut the stillness. I folded my arms while I waited. My foot tapped impatiently. When that door did finally creak right open, Sarah stood even there, and she was framed well by the doorway.Damn. In loose waves with her hair and barely a touch of makeup, she looked effortlessly stunning even in the morning.Focus, Adrian. Her looks are not what you're here for to admire. Confront her since you're now here to do.She said nothing, although her brows did lift slightly in surprise. My frustration spiked all because of that calm composed demeanor that she always wore. I brushed past her into the house, the faint scent of jasmine trailing behind her without waiting for