Semua Bab Falling For My Ex-Convict Father-In-Law: Bab 1 - Bab 9

Amanda POV.Amanda pretended to look away, embarrassed now that her future father-in-law caught her staring. She turned her back away from them. The woman, finally noticing someone else in the room, hurriedly got off her knees and picked up her trousers. She was completely flustered and couldn’t run out of there any faster. Her footsteps echoed down the corridor, leaving behind the weight of what had just happened . Amanda stood frozen, her fingers gripping the ends of her t-shirt. Her cheeks burned, whether from shame, curiosity or something far more dangerous. She couldn’t tell. The silence stretched between them, taut as a wire. Amanda couldn’t bear to face Cyrus just yet, she was breathing heavily. The rise and fall of her chest betrayed her anxiety. “What the fuck just happened”!The sound of Cyrus cursing broke her trail of thoughts,“You had better have a damn good reason to have interrupted me during my lunch”.“Lunch? Was he serious?”She could feel Cyrus' eyes throwing dagg

Amanda POVI can’t believe the son of a bitch locked me up in here, the initial desire and hunger she felt earlier was soon replaced with blind anger. What kind of sick game was he getting at? Why the hell didn’t she just stay home? What if Marcus starts searching for her? They were supposed to meet up for dinner. He probably tried reaching Layla by now and Layla was terrible at keeping secrets .she must have definitely cracked and told him the truth. Her heart was beating at an uncontrollable rate as the reality of what just happened started to dawn on her. The walls seemed to be closing in on her and the main source of all her problems stood there leaning at the iron clad door that sealed her fate with that dirty smirk on his face.“What the fuck did you just do!” she screamed at him heading towards the door with a determined stride. He moved out of the way watching her struggle for the door, hitting the prison door with all her might. She had to get out of her, the sirens were gett

CHAPTER SIXIn less than a heartbeat he pulled her against the concrete wall of the cell pressing his arousal against her ass. He wrapped his hands around her hair, Amanda moaned softly“Still feel like teasing me?” he growled fisting her hair harderShe shakes her head in response the intensity of her lust stopping the words from coming out.A rough chuckle escaped him as he tried taking off his jumpsuit with this other hands. Which was quite a difficult task because he wasn’t left handed. Perhaps it was the buildup sexual frustration he had over the years, but the orange jumpsuit was gone in seconds. He pressed his hard manhood to her naked cheeks, teasing her entrance with it, rubbing it to the pool of wetness between her legs.“I want to fill all your holes”“I’m going to fuck you so hard , you won’t be able to walk out of here” He growled still teasing her ,oiling his dick with her liquids, watching her eyes rolled back ,gasping ,panting for him to take her.“Your parents should

The air in the cramped prison cell was suffocating, thick with tension and unspoken truths. Amanda leaned against the cold stone wall, her heart pounding as she processed the weight of her actions. It came flooding towards her like waves in a bad weather. Cyrus stood tall, arms crossed, a smirk of defiance on his face as he faced his son, Marcus.Marcus strode in, a cocky grin plastered on his face. The moment his gaze landed on Cyrus, the atmosphere crackled with animosity.“Get away from her,” Marcus said, his tone dripping with disdain.Cyrus’s smirk widened. “And what? You think you can just waltz in here like you own the place? After framing me?""Locking me in this hell hole for 10 years" Cyrus growled “Framed you?” Marcus laughed, a sharp, mocking sound. “You’re still playing the victim card? Pathetic.”Marcus voice lowered in a menacingly, cold and devoid of every emotion.“You killed my mother in cold blood, you deserve to rot in here till you die” he seethedAmanda’s heart