All Chapters of The Devil’s Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11: Confrontation

**Megan’s POV** “What the fuck did he say to you?” Alexander’s voice was a low growl, his eyes burning into mine, the phone still clenched in his fist. His body loomed over me, so close I could feel the heat rolling off him, his cologne mixing with the sharp edge of his anger. My heart pounded, my knees weak from Richard’s call and now this, Alexander’s fury pinning me in place. “Nothing,” I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. I tried to pull my wrist free, but his grip tightened, not painful, just firm enough to keep me there. “Alexander, let go.” “No.” His voice was sharp, like a blade cutting through my lies. He stepped closer, his chest brushing mine, making my breath hitch. “You’re shaking, Megan. You think I can’t see it? Tell me what that bastard said, or I swear I’ll drag it out of you.” I swallowed hard, my throat dry. My eyes darted to the phone in his hand, Richard’s name glaring on the screen like a ghost from my past. I wanted to lie, to shove him away, but his

Last Updated : 2025-09-05

Chapter 12: The Deal

**Megan’s POV**Alexander’s words still echoed in my head *He’ll never touch you again. I promise you that.* His voice, low and fierce, had burned through me, leaving my skin hot and my heart pounding. I stood there, pinned by his gaze, my back still against the guest room wall, his body so close I could feel his breath. My tears had dried, but my chest was tight, Richard’s taunts clawing at my mind. Alexander’s hazel eyes bored into mine, waiting for something, trust, maybe, or surrender. I didn’t know if I could give either.“You don’t get to make promises for me,” I said, my voice shaky but sharp. I pushed against his chest, trying to create space, but he didn’t budge, his hand still on my wrist, warm and unyielding. “I don’t need your protection, Alexander.”His lips twitched, that infuriating smirk creeping back. “You sure about that?” he asked, his voice low, husky, sending a shiver down my spine. He leaned closer, his mouth inches from mine, and my breath caught, my body be

Last Updated : 2025-09-06

Chapter 13: The Contract

*Alexander’s POV*The morning sun sliced through the guest room curtains, too bright for my mood. I stood by the window, arms crossed, watching Megan on the bed. Her dark hair spilled over the pillow, her face pale, eyes still puffy from last night’s tears. She’d agreed to marry me, whispered it like it burned her to say it, but I wasn’t fool enough to think she meant it. Not yet. Richard’s call had shaken her, and I’d used that fear to get what I wanted. Her. Mine. Under my roof, my rules.A knock at the door snapped me out of it. “Mr. Zeus, the lawyer’s here,” Clara’s voice called, soft but clear.“Send him in,” I said, not turning. My eyes stayed on Megan. She stirred, her lashes fluttering, and I felt that tug in my chest again, the same one I got when I saw her crying last night, her body trembling against the wall. I pushed it down. Feelings were a liability. This was business.The door opened, and my lawyer, Marcus, stepped in, briefcase in hand. His suit was crisp, his face

Last Updated : 2025-09-07

Chapter 14: The Wedding Night

**Megan’s POV**The courthouse was cold, all marble and echoes, like a tomb for my freedom. The judge’s voice droned, binding me to Alexander Zeus, my new husband. The dress he’d bought wasn’t some cheap rag, it was silk, white, hugging my curves, dipping low at my chest, making me feel exposed, desired. His hazel eyes burned into me as I signed the marriage license, his lips twitching with that smug smirk. No guests, just Marcus, the lawyer, watching like a hawk. My heart pounded, half with shame, half with a heat I didn’t want to admit. This wasn’t a wedding. It was a claim.Night fell fast, and now I stood in Alexander’s bedroom…our bedroom with my body buzzing. The room was all dark wood, silk sheets, his scent woodsy, rich wrapping around me. The contract’s words haunted me: *obedience, no rights to the baby, his forever*. I wanted to run, but Richard’s voice lingered: *I’ll come for you*. Alexander was my shield, my jailer, and God help me, my desire.The door swung open, a

Last Updated : 2025-09-07

Chapter 15: Adjusting to Hell

Megan’s POVI woke up with a pounding heart, Alexander’s whiskey-soaked kiss still burning on my lips. The silk sheets tangled around me, his scent, woodsy, clinging to the air. He was gone from the couch, the empty whiskey bottle tipped over on the floor. My dress from last night, that stupidly sexy silk thing, was crumpled by the bed, a reminder of how close we’d come to… something. I shoved the thought away, my cheeks hot, and dragged myself out of bed. The Zeus mansion was waiting, and I already felt like a lamb in a wolf den.Downstairs, the dining room was a war zone. The staff bustled around, their eyes sliding over me like I was dirt on their polished floors. A maid, Clara, I think dropped a plate of toast in front of me, her lip curling. “Eat fast,” she muttered, barely loud enough to hear. “You’re not special just ‘cause you’re his wife now.”I clenched my fork, my knuckles white. “Excuse me?” I said, my voice sharper than I meant. “You got a problem?”She smirked, wipin

Last Updated : 2025-09-08

Chapter 16: Tangled in Heat

**Megan’s POV**My heart pounded as I stumbled into the hallway, Alexander’s kiss still burning my lips, my body screaming for him even as I ran. His footsteps chased me, heavy, fast, like he was hunting me down. I turned a corner, aiming for the guest room, but his hand grabbed my wrist, yanking me back hard. I gasped, spinning into him, my back slamming against the wall, his body pressing into me, all muscle and heat, his dick already hard against my stomach through his jeans.“Why are you running, baby?” Alexander growled, his voice low, dirty, his hazel eyes dark with hunger. His tatted arms caged me, his hips pinning mine, his dick pressing harder, making my pussy throb. “You’re mine now, Megan. No getting away.”“Let me go,” I whispered, but my voice was weak, submissive, my thighs clenching as his heat made me wet. I pushed at his chest, my hands shaking, but he was too strong, too dominant, and God, it turned me on, my panties soaked.“No fucking way,” he said, his lips brush

Last Updated : 2025-09-08

Chapter 17: The Party Invitation

**Megan’s POV**I didn’t know how long I stood there, hidden in the alcove like some shattered thing. My chest heaved with uneven breaths, my throat raw from holding in sobs that begged to be let out. The heat from his touch still lingered between my thighs, a cruel reminder of the war I was losing against myself.You’re nothing but a contract, baby.His words echoed louder than my heartbeat. Louder than the moans I’d let slip from my lips minutes earlier. Louder than the truth I tried so hard to forget, that I had signed my name away to a man who never promised love, only ownership.I wiped my face with trembling hands. My legs still felt like jelly, my panties clinging wet between my thighs. It made me hate myself more.Why did I let him do that to me?Why did I like it?I stepped out of the shadows, trying to find balance. The hallway was empty now. Silent. The monster had vanished back into whatever corner of the mansion he called home, leaving me with nothing but bruised lips,

Last Updated : 2025-09-09

Chapter 18: The Gala

Megan’s POVMy hands trembled, gripping the red dress, tears staining my cheeks as the guest room door creaked open. I jumped, my heart pounding, expecting Alexander’s hungry eyes, his hands ready to grab me again. Instead, a woman walked in, tall, with sleek black hair and a clipboard, her gaze sweeping over me like I was a problem to solve.“Who are you?” I asked, my voice shaky, wiping my tears quick, the dress still in my hands.“Selena, your stylist,” she said, sharp, no nonsense. “Mr. Zeus hired me for the gala tonight. You’re gonna look like you belong. Shower. Now.” She snatched the dress, her eyes flicking over my messy sweater and jeans. “Hurry up.”I wanted to snap back, but Alexander’s threat*“I’ll drag you there in chains”*echoed, and my skin still burned from his touch, his flirty words. “Whatever,” I muttered, stomping to the bathroom. Selena didn’t wait, yelling orders as I showered, her team rushing in with makeup bags and curling irons. “Loose waves, pin it up,

Last Updated : 2025-09-09

Chapter 19: A Dangerous Dance

Alexander’s POVI gripped my whiskey glass at the gala’s bar, ice clinking, my eyes darting to the hallway where Megan vanished. Her red dress, tight on her curves, her chest heaving, had me wired all night. I told her she was mine, and I meant every word, but she’d been gone too long, and my gut screamed something was wrong. The ballroom buzzed, chandeliers gleaming, rich folks laughing, their fake smiles grating my nerves. I slammed my glass down, shoving through the crowd, my tux pulling tight, my tatted arms itching to grab her.Vince, my security guy and driver, stepped in front of me, his broad shoulders blocking my path, his buzz-cut head gleaming under the lights. “Boss, slow down,” he said, his voice low, sharp. “You’re making a scene, storming around like this.”“Move, Vince,” I snapped, my voice rough, my chest tight. “I’m looking for Megan.”He didn’t budge, his eyes narrowing. “I saw her head to the bathroom, but Richard’s been circling,” he said, keeping it quiet. “You

Last Updated : 2025-09-10

Chapter 20: Giving In

Megan’s POVMy sobs echoed in the dark foyer, my back pressed against the mansion door, Alexander’s body pinning me, his hands gripping my hips, his lips brushing mine. His words “Say you’re mine, Megan” burned my ears, his flirty growl making my skin tingle, even as tears streamed down my face. My red dress clung to my curves, torn at the slit from the gala chaos, my chest heaving with anger and want. I hated him, hated how he punched Richard, dragged me out, made a scene, but my body betrayed me, craving his touch, his dominance.“Get off me!” I yelled, my voice raw, my hand flying up, slapping his face hard. The crack rang out, my palm stinging, but he didn’t flinch, his hazel eyes darkening, a smirk curling his lips. He grabbed my wrists, yanking me closer, his body hard against mine, his breath hot on my face.“You wanna hit me, baby?” he growled, his voice flirty, rough, his grip bruising my wrists, pinning them above my head. “Go ahead, Megan. Makes me want you more.” His l

Last Updated : 2025-09-10

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