Semua Bab His Reluctant Bride: Contracted To My Enemy : Bab 51 - Bab 60

LioraI got into the back seat without saying a word.Tristan was sitting already, scrolling casually through his phone like he wasn’t part of the reason my entire system was currently out of sync.His suit looked more lived-in than usual, the tie loosened, top button undone. I’d never noticed how that cut of navy clung to his shoulders before… or maybe I had, and just refused to admit it.I kept my eyes on the window. Even when I could feel his glance shift to me.We didn’t speak.The silence wasn’t heavy. Not really. But it wasn’t comfortable either. It hovered, like the leftover heat from a fire someone thought they’d already put out.My phone buzzed with a notification. I picked it up immediately just to have something to do with my hands. Only to see it was just some random apps notifying me to update them But I wasn’t reading anything.I could still feel the moment from earlier pressed into my memory like a bruise, the kiss I shouldn’t have initiated, the way he’d responded wit

Liora He pushed a finger into my vagina and I bit my lips to stop myself from gasping out. He stopped for a second, perhaps, waiting for me to adjust to the sudden intrusion, or just doing whatever he knew bes...Oh... Umm... The sound rolled out of my lips because he'd put in the second fingers before I could stop it and I shuddered inexplicably. “Hey, look at that, you're dripping wet, all nice and done for me.” he purred, removing his fingers. I feel my juices spill onto my thighs as I moan at his touch. I was about to moan in protest when he pushed back in, then he started moving, my head felt light and I felt as though it was going to float off my neck as I shut my eyes, my brain all messed up to think. To breathe, find my grounding place, try to remember the mantra that always saves me. My breathing is coming harder as I try to shove the memory aside, to remember it’s not happening and or the fact that the person doing this is my arch nemesis. My very enemy, But in the en

LioraI pushed away from the table and walked into the kitchen, needing something to do, anything to keep my hands busy and my brain from spiraling again.Helen was at the stove, her back to me as she stirred a sauce with slow, practiced motions. The smell of roasted herbs and something buttery filled the room.She looked over her shoulder when she heard me come in. “Dinner’s almost ready, sweetheart. You want to carry the salad out?”“Sure,” I said quietly, thankful for something normal.She pointed toward the counter where a big wooden bowl sat, colorful and perfect, like it belonged in a cookbook. I grabbed it, but I lingered, my fingers resting on the rim.“You okay?” Helen asked, glancing at me more closely now.I nodded too quickly. “Yeah. Just tired.”She didn’t press. Just gave me a small, knowing look. “Well, eat something. You look pale.”Before I could reply, footsteps sounded behind me. I didn’t have to turn to know who it was.Tristan.“Evening, Helen,” he said smoothly a

LioraBy the time the office closed, my head was a knot of half-baked strategies and stubborn tension I didn’t ask for. I packed up my things and walked downstairs, resisting the urge to check over my shoulder at every small noise like a paranoid intern.The moment I stepped outside, the air hit me, humid, a little too thick, like it hadn’t quite decided if it wanted to rain or just sit on my skin.I glanced over to the far end of the lot where his car had been parked two weeks ago. Nothing.Good.I’d already told him, nicely, might I add that I didn’t need chauffeuring. I could book my own taxi just fine, thank you very much. In fact, I could probably build a car out of spite at this point.I pulled out my phone and tapped open the ride app, already calculating how long I’d have to fake scrolling before a driver showed up.But then, A silver car rolled up and slowed to a stop in front of me.The window slid down halfway with a soft hum.Allen leaned slightly toward the open side, th

Liora“You have to come to the house, Liora. They’re here.”That was all Caleb said because his phone suddenly went off. Although it was just one sentence, my whole body went cold instantly. My fingers went numb around the phone. For a second, I just stood there, frozen. And then my brain finally caught up. I didn’t even remember tossing the phone, it just left my hand and landed somewhere I didn’t check.I ran out of the room immediately. I think I heard Tristan call my name, footsteps behind me maybe, but I couldn’t focus. Everything inside me was in a blur. My chest hurt, my thoughts were spiraling.All I could think was the fact that they're there. I rushed out outside, barely noticing the sting of the breeze hitting my skin. I was just about to flag down a cab when it hit me that I didn’t have my phone.Damn it. Stupid.I glanced around, eyes wild, and then they landed on Tristan’s car. It was still parked there like a miracle.I bolted for it.Pulled at the handle quickly on