All Chapters of Entangled Hearts: The Forbidden Bond: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ISLAHis hand flew to the button of my blouse, his fingers tugging impatiently at it. I helped him undo the buttons, worried he would rip the material off if I had not intervened. As soon as the shirt slid of my shoulders, he got a hold of it and threw it somewhere at the foot of the bed. I moaned out a small protest, because I was definitely going to need to wear that shirt back! How typically impatient, but still, how I loved it. He took off his pants and added it to the blouse at the foot of the bed, followed by my skirt. All this he did in a rushed movement. Soon we were completely naked on the bed. He was lying on his back, while I crawled up in between his legs. His cock stretching hard and tight in front of me, the pink cap growing a darker shade of pink. I grabbed it firmly as I worked my way throughout his entire length. He was very huge. I let my finger trail every single vein on his shaft, feeding my eyes with the beautiful art. I watched his eyes go dark from both the ple

ISLAA frown settled deeply on my face and I hissed. I located Robert's mail on my computer. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, my pulse drumming in line with the irritation I felt. My eyes locked onto the name that soured my morning. "Mia fucking bloody Thompson" Because, of course, Mia had to be involved. She was like a stain on a favorite shirt—permanently clinging, refusing to fade no matter how many washes you tried to put it through. I sighed, a very deep sigh. Anyway, what started as a sour day had taken a sweet course. I smiled to myself as my cheeks flushed pink. With an exhale sharp enough to slice glass, I clicked on the "Compose" icon and began typing the message Robert had asked me to send. Subject:URGENT: Cross-Check Attached Details Dear Team, Please review the attached document and fill in your deliverables for the month with the provided prompt.Best regards, Robert Hardy.My fingers hesitated over the send button. Not yet.I stared at Mia’s email ad

ROBERTMy hand lifted her chin till she was staring directly at me. Her eyes held a look of surprise. I wondered what was going through her mind this minute. It was a miracle that I had been able to control my fury when I saw Stiles gripping her hand with such possessiveness. Somehow, I imagined he was attracted to get. I mean, who wouldn't be? She was beautiful and had that pull that would lure any man in, but she was mine. I noticed Isla's eyes were closing slowly and her body leaning in against mine. Her lips were forming a small pout. I almost chuckled. Just how cute my baby looked."What are you doing, Isla?" I couldn't help shake the smirk tugging involuntarily at the corner of my lips. I seemed to have dragged my little girl out of her fantasies. Her eyes fluttered open, her lips parted and a small flush kissed her cheeks, making it a light pink shade. "Um.." She moved back a bit, her hand flying to smoothen some strands of hair to her pony tail. "I…"The words trailed. "

ROBERT"Robert, could you believe? mom prepared all these by herself." Mia chuckled. She looked like some excited teenager that managed to invite their boyfriend over for dinner."Really? That's…." To be honest, I didn't know what to say in this kind of situation, but I knew I should be thankful at the heartfelt gesture, right?"... lovely, I feel honored. Thank you." I smiled at May and watch her cheeks color as she secured some strands of hair dancing on her face to the back of her ear. "I hope you like it." May replied, gesturing at the plate in front of me. I opened the cover. May had prepared a classic American style home cooked dinner. The centerpiece was a meatloaf—slightly burnt around the edges, its crust a bit too dark, evidence that she'd left it in the oven longer than intended. Alongside it were buttery mashed potatoes with green beans sautéed with almonds, and a fresh garden salad tossed in a light vinaigrette. There was also cornbread, just a little dry at the top, li

ROBERT"You know what? Call your dad's driver and have him drop you off."With that I walked to the car, got in and slammed the door shut. Without thinking twice, I drove out of the compound and headed for my penthouse. As I got to my room, I got a cup and filled it with whisky. The drink burned its way down my throat, each gulp a futile attempt to drown the storm raging within me. Mia's words echoed relentlessly in my mind "What do you think Mason and Olivia would do?". The finality in her tone had struck a mark in my heart, leaving me reeling with a mix of anger, hurt, and confusion. I put away the glass and drowned the remaining content directly, till there was nothing left in the bottle. I turned it turned it over, just to be sure there was nothing left. I tugged impatiently at the collar of my shirt, trying to find the place I had knotted my tie. When I found it, I ripped it off impatiently. I slumped onto the couch, kicking the shoes off, sending them flying across the room