Semua Bab These Reckless Vows: The Billionaire's Bride: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Ava ~~~ His hands are back on my ass, pulling me more flush against him, and I moan into the kiss, opening my mouth for him so our tongues can dance to the tune of our bodies. He’s going to kill a man for me, I think as Leonel pulls away from me and grazes hot kisses down my neck, careful not to mark me so that my ex doesn’t know we’ve been together. He groans loudly into the side of my neck, sniffing and then resting his head there, as if he cannot get enough of my smell. “Everything about you tastes so good, mi Valienta,” he mumbles hoarsely where his head is placed. His stubble prickles me slightly, causing sparks to lick across my skin where he’s resting. I reach for the hem of his shirt, the pressure building in my pussy beginning to intensify, and he raises his hands for me, using his hard body to hold me against the wall so I don’t fall. I pull off the shirt, gasping at the lines of muscle on his chest, the sharp dip of his v-line that teases at his massive cock, just be

Leonel~~~Ava looks like she’s about to collapse beside Helen.“I didn’t—I shouldn’t—she was going to kill you! I—I—”I rush towards Ava, cupping her cheeks and forcing her to face me. We have to act. Fast.“It’s okay, mi Valienta, it’s okay. She’s not dead,” I say quickly, rubbing a thumb across her face to let her know it’s okay. She’s still shaking, looking at Helen bleed out on my floor, and I take that as her being stable enough for me to figure this out.“Room Hack Center, override last command.” It takes a second, but the lights in my room blink back on.Now I can see Ava more clearly. She’s kneeling by Helen, whispering over and over, “I didn’t mean to. I swear I didn’t…”“Ava!” I cry, snapping her out of it. She looks at me with grieving green eyes. “She’s bleeding out. We have to help her!”The issue is, I can’t take her to Aurum. With Evelyn and Oliver there, too many questions will be asked, and any other hospital outside my jurisdiction is too risky. Ava’s ex and his men

Ava~~~I try to fix my mind on anything other than Helen, the memory of my mother, for example, but reaching for my necklace and squeezing doesn’t work today. There’s so much to unpack, so many things that were thrown at me at once:The stabbing, his sister, Riggs…Riggs.That feels safe to settle on, and I let the rage from Leonel keeping such a secret from me fill my mind, clouded with anxiety. It’s enough to sharpen me.I turn to him at the same time he turns to me, and even before I speak, he runs a hand through his hair.“Let me explain, mi Valienta,” he begs.I hold a hand up and snap at him, “Do not ‘mi Valienta’ me right now, Leonel. Is it true? About Riggs?”He grimaces, and I know without another word that it is. He has that man tied from a ceiling, torturing him as some sick punishment.I shake my head, trying to clear out the images of him laughing at Riggs as the man begs for freedom, but it’s tattooed in my brain.“Why!” I yell, not necessarily at him, but at the images

HIM~~~Life is sweet, and then it’s really fucking bitter.For example, one moment I’m being told by the love of my life that she wants me, and she never wanted her asshole billionaire fiancé, and that I will not only get a huge sum of money when she stays with him another month, but that I’ll finally get to pound into her at the Sinclair Soirée.The next thing I know, the cameras go out.I don’t know how it happened. I was watching the cameras as they went blank, so even if someone came in and shut them down, I would have known.But there was no one. I was simply watching my Jade, and then I wasn’t.I spent some days trying to get it back up, contacting that damn Helen more than I cared to, but each time her response was the same.“I don’t know what happened.”I thought she was lying, maybe felt some prickling of her conscience and decided she wouldn’t help me anymore, so I had to start watching from the camera I forced her to wear.And, oh my God, what a boring mistake that was.Sh

Hey Wylders!!! (Omg, how have I never done one of these before 🥹) So basically, I’m writing this to say a few things: 1.) Hey, how are you liking the book so far? It’s my first one, and honestly I’m super proud of it. If you’ve gotten this far I want to believe something about it, even if it’s just one thing, has kept you engaged. What is it? Let me know so I’ll incorporate it more (yes, even if it’s the steamy scenes.) and if there’s something you hate? Let me know as well. I’m writing for YOU, and that means YOUR OPINION MATTERS TO ME!!!! 2.) THE MOTHERFUCKING SINCLAIR SOIRÉE We’ve dreamt of this day. Read about this day. Wondered and waited and prayed it would come, and now it’s here. And as I write this, I think it’s going to be here for a bit. (I may change as I write) It’s about to be one of the most pivotal moments in this book, and that means we’re spending a good chunk of time on it. New characters will step on the scene, old ones will shock you, literally almost