Semua Bab HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION(An Erotic Billionaire Romance): Bab 141 - Bab 150

Meadow’s POV: Alaric’s eyes held mine, calm and heated. I couldn’t look away even if I wanted to. Couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move. I was standing close enough to him that my exposed leg brushed against the side of his pants. He was fully clothed, and yet, I still managed to feel his heat against my skin.My fingers twitched at my sides and I inhaled through my parted lips.Behind me, Tyler scoffed. “What the hell are you trying to do here?”“It’s simple.” Alaric didn’t hesitate. “You may choose to stay or leave. But if you leave, you’ll be choosing to spend a long time in prison for embezzlement and rape—”“But I didn’t—”“You would’ve.” He didn’t miss a beat. “And that is all I need to know to make sure you’d never get out of there. You should know by now not to test me, Cross.”I risked a glance at Tyler—at the set in his jaw, the glare he was shooting my way, the way his fingers dug into the seat. He arched a brow at me, like he was daring me to take my clothes off like Alaric had

Meadow’s POV: The moment Tyler was out the door, Alaric was on me, pulling me out of the seat and into his arms.“Holy hell,” I breathed against his mouth. “That has to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.”Alaric let out a dark chuckle, setting me on his desk. “If that’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever said to you, then maybe I’m not trying hard enough,” he murmured, placing his fingers around the back of my neck as he took my lips in a feverish kiss. The air was charged with an electric tension, one that sent sparks of shivers down my spine and jolts to my core. Alaric firing Tyler in front of me and sending him out of his office turned me into some kind of uncontrollably horny creature.I wanted him. And I wanted him now. Right. This. Second.His lips left mine as he pulled back to look at me while his hand drifted to my back to unhook my bra.“Well, maybe I found my new kink,” I joked. “You should fire someone else just for good measure.”The moment those words escaped my mouth, I

Alaric’s POV: ‘I love you, Alaric.’Meadow loved me. The moment she said those words to me, I realized two things at once:One—that I loved her too.And two—that while our fingers were linked together on top of my desk, I could feel it.I felt the desk; the hard, smooth mahogany that it was made of. I’d been feeling it for a while but I didn’t realize it until she said those words to me.I didn’t understand it, didn’t understand why and how…Or maybe I did understand, but I just didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want to believe some random bullshit a fucking therapist had told me just because she was getting paid to do so.So much happened in so little time after she told me she loved me. It was like my brain couldn’t comprehend shit and I…Fuck.I hurt her. I’d hurt her before, but now I did it in the worst fucking way. She’d bared her heart to me and I’d ripped it out and sent her away.Yes, I was fucking aware of what I did. After I’d pulled out of her and got dressed, she was

Meadow’s POV: I felt the urge to step back, but I forced myself to stand my ground. Glaring up at him, I answered: “Didn’t feel like it when you asked me to get out of your office.” “I didn’t ask you to get out—” “Oh but you were so repulsed by the idea of me loving you that you couldn’t even fuck me?” The laugh that escaped my mouth was mirthless. No emotion behind it, just plain and painful. “Do you at least agree with me on that? That your dick went fucking soft inside of me all because of three little words.” They weren’t little words, but still. I didn’t deserve that. I didn’t. “No, I don’t agree,” he said calmly, running a hand through his hair. “I am not repulsed by you, Meadow. You do not, and will never repulse me, baby.” “Don’t call me that.” My voice shook, tears threatening to fall all over again. I didn’t want to cry in front of him. I couldn’t. Not when I was trying to prove to myself that I was strong. That I wasn’t going to let another man break me the way Tyle

Alaric’s POV: My gaze narrowed at the edges. “Is that a serious question?”That was not a question I thought my mother would ever ask. She disliked Meadow, maybe even hated her. And she was the one person I thought would be the happiest about her leaving.But now she was asking me why I let her leave?Was this a damn dream?“Does it sound like I’m joking?” she scoffed. “Why the hell did you let her leave if you love her?”My eyes narrowed even further. This was completely out of character for her.I shook my head, walking over to the fridge and pulling out a bottle of water. “Does it matter?” I muttered. “We’re not together anymore. You should be happy about that, not asking why I let her leave.”“Look.” Mutti sighed, and when I turned around to face her, her hands were on her hips. “I know I may have given you the impression that I didn’t like her—”“Impression?” Now it was my time to scoff. “I think you made it really fucking clear that you didn’t like her. I had to warn you severa