All Chapters of Pregnant For My Ex, Married To His Rival : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

As the kiss deepened hungrily and unyieldingly, his tongue slipped past her lips, exploring her with a fervor that made her knees weaken. Adriana matched him stroke for stroke, her own tongue tangling with his, as desire pooled low in her belly. Antonio's grip shifted, one hand sliding up her back to cup the base of her skull, holding her steady as he devoured her mouth, nipping at her lower lip until she gasped into him. His two hands hooking under her thighs, he lifted her off the floor in one fluid motion, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively as he spun them toward the counter. The cool edge of the cabinet met with Adriana’s ass as he set her down gently, but there was nothing gentle about the way he pressed between her thighs, his hips slotting perfectly into the V of her spread legs. With her dress riding up slightly, exposing the smooth expanse of her thighs, she hooked her ankles behind him, pulling him impossibly closer. Antonio's mouth never left hers, as the

Adriana, tangled in his arms, her eyelids grew heavy as she nestled deeper into his embrace in silence, her bare skin warm against his. Letting out a tired sigh, her fingers instinctively traced lazy circles on his chest before sleep finally pulled her under. Antonio, still wide awake, lay with his arm draped possessively around her waist. His gaze fixed on the ceiling, his mind raced with the thoughts of what they just had. An hour slipped by in the hush of her bedroom before Adriana eventually stirred, her body shifting slightly under the covers. She lifted her head, blinking away the remnants of sleep, and there she found Antonio with his eyes closed, as his chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. His dark lashes fanning out against his cheeks, his lips parted just enough to reveal a hint of vulnerability she rarely saw when he was awake. The sight of watching him look so peaceful and unguarded made her heart swell, and she couldn't control the smile that tugged at the corners of

She didn’t have a choice but to send her bodyguards to escort Antonio in, despite knowing it would only make Eros' claims soon start to sound more believable than ever. With her already settled in her CEO seat, her office door eventually burst open. Antonio stepped in, dressed in a charcoal-gray suit that fit him a little too perfectly for a casual visit. As he approached her, looking less arrogant and less restrained, Adriana refused to look at him, her eyes staying glued to the computer screen as she pretended not to notice the scent of his cologne. Antonio was unbothered; he kept his aura as he took a seat across from her, his gaze flicking briefly around her office before settling on her. “Good morning. Thanks for lending me your guards. I wasn't expecting such at the entrance,” he said in a quiet and steady voice. Adriana’s fingers froze for a second over her keyboard, but she neither responded nor looked at him. Instead, her hand dipped inside her bag, reaching for her bag on

With the kiss becoming roughly intense, Antonio's arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her effortlessly from the dining room chair where their dinner had long been forgotten. Then, his strong hands gripped her thighs, carrying her through the hallway, with her legs instinctively locked around his hips. Adriana could feel the heat radiating from the firm press of his chest against her breasts through the thin fabric of her gown as his breath came in hot bursts against her neck. She buried her face there, inhaling the musky scent of his skin mixed with the faint spice of his cologne. Her bedroom door shutting behind them, Antonio didn't head for her bed this time. Instead, he strode straight to the en-suite bathroom, his steps purposeful and unyielding as she remained in her arms with their lips still locked. When they reached the cool tile floor, he broke the kiss, lowering her slowly on her bare feet. As they both stood there, with thumping hearts, Antonio’s eyes darkened, burning

As morning light streamed softly through the curtains, painting golden lines across the tangled sheets, Adriana’s eyes fluttered open to the sight of Antonio’s chiselled abs rising and falling with each steady breath. His arm draped protectively around her bare body, his warmth seeped into her skin like sunlight after a storm. Her palm resting on his chest firmly and warmly, she began to trace lazy circles across it with her fingertips, while she smiled to herself. “Don’t turn me on this early,” suddenly came Antonio’s deep, sleepy voice, rumbling beneath her touch. Adriana froze for a second, then tilted her head up. There, she found his striking cerulean-blue eyes, the same shade their twins had inherited—already on her. “Umm… good morning,” she murmured shyly, her lips pressing into a faint smile. “Did you sleep well, my beautiful hazel-eyed queen?” Antonio teased, his voice low and rich. The way he looked at Adriana made her blush instantly, and she tried to hide it by res