บททั้งหมดของ Divorced By My Ex, Accepted By His Step-Brother : บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

AUTHOR’S POVThe drive to the hospital was in silence. A lot had happened in the past few minutes. For the first time, Sasha had a glimpse into the not-so-perfect life of Noah Beck. She got to understand the fierce bond of protection that Troy has over Noah. She was never the enemy, just a fear of history repeating itself.“Petal… did you have anything to do with…” She paused, her eyes flickering towards Noah, and pain slashed through her chest the second she saw the disbelief on his face.“I am a vicious businessman, not blood thirsty,” he replied, his cold voice sending shivers down her spine. His knuckles turned white, from how hard he was gripping the steering wheel, it was a miracle it hadn’t snapped. “Did you really see me as someone with no morals?”Sasha bit her lower lip, her fingers linking together focusing herself not to look up at him. “No, I just, I thought that…”“They attacked my mother’s name and legacy that I would go blood rage thirsty and start a killing spree?” he

SASHA’S POVThe confidence was all gone.“You don’t have to hide yourself from me,” he muttered, his hand reaching out to grab me. His lips had been able to put me in a daze, but once he pulled away, I couldn’t help but feel somewhat out of it.Wait! Do people really forget what it feels like to have sex?Shit! I shouldn’t be thinking about that now. Damn you Nina for always putting the wrong thoughts in my head.I covered my face, “I don’t think I know what you would…”His lips kissed my hand, silencing me. “There isn’t anything to think about. Do you want to do this?”I peeped between my fingers, nodding shyly as I thought of ways to avoid his intense gaze.He pressed his bulge harder against my core, “You have to sound more confident than that,”I gasped, thrusting my hip forward to match his movement, “Fuck,” I moaned, I was drenched and I knew that he could feel it too.He smirked, clearly enjoying the way I was writhing under him, I wasn’t touched yet but I was already turning i

SASHA’S POVEmma hadn’t stopped staring at me. I think in her eyes, she was scared that if she blinked or turned away, I would end up breaking down.Three months. Three months since I stood in front of Roland Conrad.This time, I wasn’t scared. My voice didn’t quiver, nor did my tone change. All I did was stand in front of the man who had done nothing but take my love for granted, I wasn’t scared.“Emma, this shouldn’t be reported to Mr Beck,” I said in a firm tone. I wasn’t hiding from Noah, but I just knew that if I let him hear this, he might have a very different reaction and take things way out of proportion.“Of course, Mrs Beck,” she replied walking away from the office.I head felt like it had been thrown into chaos, and the throbbing sensation hadn’t stopped. Seeing Roland up close was unnerving. My fingers touched my neck, the point his hand had grabbed. I felt sick, I wanted to look for everything possible to wipe off the stain of his touch.After confirming with Matt about

SASHA’S POVTechnically, I wouldn’t call it a lie.And since there was no harm done to me or my company, there was no need to tell Noah about Roland’s visit. But as much as I would try to act like something isn’t wrong, I have come to realise that Roland’s words had stuck in the back of my mind.“When he gets bored, he will leave,” this was what he had whispered in my ears.Noah isn’t like him. I have mumbled these words a thousand times, but nothing could wipe the flicker of doubt that had slipped into my mind.“You have to tell me what is on your mind, because I can literally hear your thoughts churning loudly in your head,” Noah muttered, his arms wrapped around my torso as he pulled me closer to his side.I blushed, hiding my face in his chest, “Did I wake you up?” My voice was low, my mind shaky from every unprocessed thought.He kissed the tip of my nose, his eyes staring at me with a certain level of softness in them. “Tell me, what is going on in that head of yours,”I bit the

AUTHOR’S POVEleanor tried her best to mimic Petal’s expression. If she was going to do this, then she had to make sure that she had everything right.Roland walked into the room, his eyes hardened as he glared at his mother, “You rang your highness,” he sassed, bowing slowly to mock her.Eleanor ignored his taunting. She wasn’t going to indulge in his games. “We need to talk,” she hissed.Roland walked towards the bar, as a show of rebellion he had filled all the bars with drinks. “Do we?” he asked, his voice dripping with taunt.“You aren’t going to like this,” Eleanor said in a soft tone.His interest was piqued, “Do I ever like our talks?”Eleanor rolled her eyes, she wasn’t going to give in to what he wanted. He wanted a blowout, a reason to storm out of the room without talking. “I think we have to call off the engagement party,”“I didn’t know that you were getting married,”“This isn’t the time for your jokes Roland,” she hissed, her eyes fixed in a disapproving glare. “Your e