All Chapters of THE EXTRAORDINARY BRIDE OF THE WYNDHAM FAMILY : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

This kiss was not for show, after all, it was just them in here. No cameras, no Paparazzi and no reporters. Just the two of them. So, what can this be? Isla struggled at first, her hands pushing against his chest. But he was too strong. When his tongue slipped between her lips, she froze. Then, to her own betrayal, her resistance melted. Her hands slid up to his shoulders, clinging to him as heat coiled low in her stomach, spreading fast, making her body tremble. She could already feel the dampness between her thighs. No, this was not happening. Not now. She was melting into the kiss. Her mind was everywhere, the show, and Gabriel. This was not how things should be. Yet she couldn't fight him, instead, she was shamelessly giving in to him. How can someone love a man this much? She had no choice than to let go. Not when he was all she could think about and breathe in. Gabriel groaned against her lips when she kissed him back. The moment grew hungrier, deeper, like time itself had

The moment Isla walked backstage, Tyler stepped onto the runway, leading the rest of the beautiful models. One after another, they showcased the new designs with grace. The show progressed smoothly. Applause followed in a gentle manner from the audience, their claps were polite and well measured. Industry experts leaned toward one another, whispering their thoughts in hushed voices, analyzing each design with sharp, critical eyes. When the final round came, Isla returned to the stage. This time she walked hand in hand with the Creative Director. He held her hand as if it were delicate glass, guiding her forward. Her smile lit up the stage, charming the entire hall. With her graceful movements, she won over the hearts of the guests. At the end, Jeff kissed her cheek softly and raised her hand into the air, presenting her proudly to the crowd. He then stepped forward, greeting everyone with waves and blowing playful kisses. Laughter and claps followed, though in the sea of smiles, a p

Why wasn’t he saying anything? Why was he just standing there, quiet and unreadable? The silence was worse than anger. Isla’s heart twisted in her chest. She had called him Gabby. It had slipped out, her favorite name for him. A name that once felt natural, back when they were kids. He had never complained then. He used to smile when she called him that. But somewhere along the way, he had locked the name away, allowing only Delphine to use it. That thought made her stomach turn. Why not her? Why couldn’t she? “I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that,” Gabriel finally said, his voice cold, his eyes sharp. “Make no mistake next time.” His choice of words didn't go well with her. It wasn't that she expected any miracle. But not what she expected either. Her breath caught. Anger rose up in her, and it burned faster. After everything, after the night they had just survived together—he still chose Delphine over her. He still set rules, as though she were a stranger, not his wife. “Get out,

“I know I didn’t give this a thought before,” Gabriel said softly, his voice lower than usual. “But believe me, I want to try. For us.” Isla blinked at him, her lips parted with surprises. She couldn’t breathe for a moment. Was he truly serious? Or was this another one of his passing moods? “All I’m asking for is a chance,” he went on, his green eyes never leaving hers. “A chance to make this marriage work. No more drama, no more pretending. I want the real thing. Let us build a family together, Isla.” Her stomach squeezed and her heart pounding painfully against her ribs. Something moved inside her. Something she had tamed for too long. Just the sound of him calling her name in that tender way made her core clench, and before she knew it, she pressed her thighs together. He noticed the movement, his eyes flickering briefly, but he forced himself to ignore it. Instead, he leaned forward slightly. His words came like a force. “I know I’ve hurt you in so many ways,” Gabriel admitt

Isla broke apart beneath him, her body trembling as if she had no control of it anymore. Her legs shook, her chest rose and fell in quickly, and the sounds leaving her lips were nothing she had ever heard from herself before. Gabriel’s tongue was relentless, dragging her to a place she didn’t know existed. He licked her, teased her and tasted every drop of her until her body gave up completely. Her release came in a rush. It was warm and uncontrollable, spilling into his mouth as if he had pulled her very soul out through her core. He drank her greedily, not letting go, not wasting a single taste of her essence. When he finally lifted his head, he smirked, his green eyes darkened, and his breathing was fast and rough. “Don’t worry,” he said in a steady voice, smiling down at her with a gentleness she rarely saw in him. “I’m going to teach you so many things, my love. Things you’ve never felt before.” Her chest was still heaving as she lay limp on the sofa. She couldn’t understan