All Chapters of THE EXTRAORDINARY BRIDE OF THE WYNDHAM FAMILY : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Peter climbed into bed as Sofie lay there, her heart pounding fast. She looked up at him with wide eyes, full of want. "Spread your legs, Sofie," he said. His voice was low and rough. Those words hit her deep inside. Her p*ssy throbbed. She felt a rush of heat. Without thinking, she opened her legs wide. She showed him everything. Her p*ssy was wet and shiny, dripping with her juices. She had never felt so open, and so ready for anything before. Peter groaned loud. He saw how soaked she was. Her folds glistened. She wanted him bad. His cock was hard and thick, standing straight up. He grabbed it with one hand and stroked it slow. The head was purple and swollen. He moved closer on his knees. He lined the tip right at her entrance. Her heat pulled him in. He pushed forward. The thick head of his cock slid into her p*ssy. She gasped loud. Her walls gripped him tight, like a vice. It hurt a little, but it felt so good too. Peter cursed under his breath. "Fuck, you're so tight." Her f

Cars rolled slowly into Gabriel and Isla’s residence, as the family arrived one after another. The sleek black vehicles looked elegant against the wide driveway, It felt like a peaceful day, yet everyone carried different emotions inside them. Landon and Mia stepped out first. They walked side by side, their fingers gently interlocked. They looked around the mansion with soft smiles, and together they walked toward the grand entrance. John and Gladys came out of the last car. John quietly helped Gladys step down, holding her hand as if it was something precious. Gladys paused as soon as her feet touched the ground. She lifted her eyes to look at the house—her son’s home. Her heart grew full in her chest. Tears gathered quickly at the corners of her eyes, shining softly. She had not even seen Gabriel yet, but simply being here… standing in front of his home… was enough to make her breath catch. She whispered to herself, “My son lives here… my son truly has a life of his own.” Toda

Gabriel’s eyes were burning from long hours of staring at the laptop screen. He had barely blinked. His back felt stiff. His mind was tense and restless. But he refused to stop. He stayed behind even though everyone else had gone home. He wanted answers tonight—no matter how late it became. Beside him stood Mr. Miles, the head of security. He watched Gabriel quietly as they went through every recorded activity in Gabriel’s office. Gabriel leaned closer to the screen as he rewound another clip. He watched everything again—the way the cleaning staff went in and out every night, the way his secretary, Suzanne, entered his office again and again. He studied every detail with sharp eyes. Then suddenly, something strange happened on the screen. The camera went black. A small, dark flash covered the lens, as if something had hit it. Mr. Miles frowned. “What was that?” he asked, leaning closer. Gabriel didn’t hide his irritation. “I should be the one asking you that,” he said sharply

The next day, Gabriel returned to the office feeling refreshed and strangely relieved. A long night’s rest, a warm bath, and the quiet comfort of Isla beside him had softened the heaviness inside his chest. His heart was steadier now. His mind was clear. He walked through the wide hallway of Wyndham Towers with slow, confident steps. The early morning lights reflected softly on the polished floors. Workers greeted him respectfully, and he nodded back without stopping. For a moment, he thought about everything.The empire is his niw. And if he truly wanted peace in his life… then he needed to make decisions that protected that peace. He had already made his plans. He had already made his choice. When he entered his office, he unlocked his laptop, sat down, and prepared himself for the confrontation he had been avoiding for years. His heart beat calmly. Almost too calmly. He wasn’t nervous anymore. He was done being patient and quiet. He was done watching everything fall apart beca

“And right now,” Gabriel said firmly, “I am done with him. There is no going back on this one.” His voice was calm, but there was a little fire burning underneath. He stared at Sia with steady eyes, giving her enough time to absorb his words. “I will wait for you to tell me what exactly you want to do,” he continued. “And when you finally decide, I promise to help you achieve it—just like Grandfather said.” Sia’s lips trembled. Her eyes shone with unshed tears. She tried to breathe steadily, but her chest felt tight. For a moment, she pressed her fingers together as if holding herself still. She had endured so much humiliation because of Wyatt—too much. He disrespected her in public on several, different occasions. And now she knew the worst of all: he had slept with Gabriel’s secretary. He had betrayed her, betrayed their marriage, betrayed their daughter. Her daughter. The thought of the teenage girl twisted her heart painfully. Wyatt never cared—not about her, and not about