All Chapters of His To Claim!!!: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

AngeloIt’s been three months of torture, doubts, self-blame, and agony. I really don’t know what to do about the whole situation with my husband. He has been avoiding all this while for reasons best known to him. We moved from being a loving couple to being perfect strangers in a heartbeat.Why did the murderer’s daughter have to be Carla of all people? Come to think of it, how can there be such coincidences in this world? How can fate play such cruel games with me now of all times? I finally fell in love with someone, and she became my nemesis.I tried to act so normal at the funeral earlier today, but it was difficult. I wanted to tell Carla that the pain will go away sooner rather than later. I wanted her to know that it’s not her fault that Cherry died and that none of my men think that way either. I could tell she was hurting. My Carla was in pain, yet all I could do was look away.When the attack on Carla happened, I cancelled my trip to Europe and rushed back. That night, the

AngeloHattos leaves after relaying his message. I know he’s waiting in the car, and I need to get some important documents and head out. I walk toward the door with a few confidential files in my hand, only to notice Carla still lying dazedly on the floor. Is it the knowledge of her father’s treachery that got her so worked up, or did my disagreement with her idea of divorce make her look like a ghost?Without a second thought, I drag her to her feet and out through the door. “Let go of me, Angelo. I’m not going anywhere with you.” My hands resting on her elbow tighten at those words, and I pause in my steps. Carla has no room to negotiate with me, but she’s struggling to free herself from my grip as if this is up for discussion. I guess a little reminder about her situation would help.“Now, you listen and listen good. I don’t give a damn about what you want to do or not. From this moment on, you breathe when I tell you to and not a moment later. Do I make myself clear?”There she

AngeloShe’s still preventing me from touching her. Now, my words don’t even mean anything to her anymore. Her lower lip is filled with bite marks from her own teeth. How can she bite herself when I clearly told her not to do it? Now, feeling those tits in my mouth is like I finally got a toy I have been pining for for ages. How can I let her go after taking such a sweet bite? To think she’s still shaking her head and telling me to stop.Carla should already know by now that I don’t start things I can’t finish. How am I to let her go when my groin is on fire for her? My mind is a mess right now, and my indecision is so unlike me. I can only hope to have a good fuck to clear my head.For the past four months, I have been living like a monk. I have a wife, but I hide to peek at her. I also have to suck it in whenever I am aroused. Now that she has disobeyed me without any consideration, I can only teach her a lesson so we both get on the same page. I still don’t know what to do about

CarlaLast night was something else. We have been going on and on for so long that I did not have a wink of sleep till the sun came up. Everything only ended when I begged Angelo to allow me to sleep for a while. I made him understand that if I don’t sleep, I may just pass out beneath him. This time, Angelo listened and allowed me to finally get some shut-eye. If I were not to be with him the whole night, I would have believed that he took an aphrodisiac.I feel like a prisoner, trying to stomach something that should not taste good in my mouth in the first place. I am so worried about how everything would end for my brother and me, more so about how this ticking time bomb could just explode at any time. It’s been three weeks since the first night, and I have become a different person altogether. For the safety of Aldo, I am willing to bide my time beside Angelo, allowing him to fuck me in any way he pleases. After all, we are just fuck buddies now.However, for the child in my womb

Angelo“My dearest Angelo, My time beside you was worth every minute, and I will cherish it for as long as I live. Despite everything you did and said, I know you love me more than you’re letting on. I have seen you cry in silence when you thought no one was watching. I saw the hurt in your eyes when you stared at your late father’s portrait like a zombie. I don’t believe for a minute that you don't love me. You have done too much for me to think otherwise. Henceforth, I set us free from this bondage. I know you cannot do it, so I chose to act for both of us. My love, live freely, and stop treating yourself as the greatest sinner alive. Angelo, I have never said this to you, but you are a good man, and I am glad our paths crossed-though it was quite brief.I will pray for you, Angelo. I will also try to find anything I can from my end. I do not believe my father is callous enough to betray his bosom friend, your father. If I can prove how honorable and trustworthy my father is, I