Bringing Him To His Knees: Her Vengeful Rebirth의 모든 챕터: 챕터 51 - 챕터 60

ZEPH Who would have thought I'd see Lysander the moment I return to my room? After evading the servants and celebrating my skills of sneaking out without detection, the same man I was trying to hide my nightly adventures from caught me. So, this was what it means when a wife is caught cheating? I wasn't cheating though, but it felt like it, especially when he asked about Sage. What confused me was how he knew I was with Sage? “Sa… Sage?” I stammered, gulping. “Why do you think I met him?” It was likely a guess on his part. He was only asking since he saw us together this morning. He would always think that each time I went to the garden, it was to meet Sage. If I played this right, he wouldn't suspect a thing, right? “You smell like him.” He wrinkled his nose as if Sage smelled that badly. Does he hate Sage? Could the feeling be mutual for the brothers? While they pretend to love each other in public, behind closed doors, they were nothing but enemies with a smile, waiting for th

I sat still, glaring at the men around the table. They were droning on about the things we needed to achieve this season, but my mind wasn't in whatever they were spitting out. I was more concerned with thinking about my mate. I tapped my index finger on the desk, biting my lower lip. I don't like this. Zeph was affecting me in more ways than one, and if care isn't taken, it might turn into something else. 'That's what mates do.' I know. Cole doesn't have to spell it out to me. This was why I had fought against the bond. If I had sent her away when I wanted to, this wouldn't be happening. I would have been free from everything, especially thoughts of my mate being chummy with other men. 'You wouldn't. As long as you have found your mate and know where she is, you'll still return to her. It might take days, but you'll do that eventually.' “Sir… Sir!” I blinked at the call and narrowed my eyes at the director. “What's it?” I gritted out through clenched teeth, my eyes still

LYSANDER 'Say something!' Cole kept urging me as I ate dinner. 'Strike up a conversation with her. Ask how her day went. That's something a mate should ask, right?' I shook my head. I doubt that's a good idea. She doesn't seem like she wanted to speak to me. And with Sage in the dining with us, there were things I didn't want to say. I haven't told him about our bond yet. He might be confused to see me caring about someone. That has never been a habit of mine. Aside from my late mother, I had never cared about a woman before. 'Then ask something else! Isn't the silence uncomfortable?' Cole. 'What? I'm only trying to help you. If I don't do this, who will?' I rolled my eyes at him while picking on my food. Zeph glanced towards me, smiled and focused on her food. My stomach flipped, and I looked down, my cheeks warming. Goddess in a miniskirt, what's going on with me? My heart was thumping loudly, and with the way Sage kept looking at me, I knew he could hear it. Zeph or an

LYSANDER What can I say? My mate is fucking rubbing off on me…and do I like that? Of course, I fucking do. While she was still on Cloud 9, her eyes glazed over. I carried her and raced for the house, taking her clothes with me. I took the back door, a place the servants wouldn't be at that time of night. I was right. I didn't meet anyone until I got to my room. I placed her on the bed and stood back to admire the beauty in front of me. Her hair pulled around her like black waters. Her face was flush from what we just did, and when she looked at me, her lips lifted in a smile… Fuck! How can someone be this beautiful? I got down on my knees on the bed and crawled over to her spread legs. I know I just ate her, but I was still eager for a taste of that sweet nectar of hers. If someone asked me to eat only her pussy until the end of my days, I would gladly do that. I could smell the sweet scent of her pussy. I took a long whiff, feeling my head get hazy. That was the power of our

ZEPHI stood in the bathroom for what seemed like hours before I stepped into the room. Lysander was sitting on the bed with his back to the door. His shoulders were hunched, and I knew he was dealing with his hard on. I'd felt it when we kissed outside and even glared at it when he went to sleep. And then when he left the toilet, it had been freaking obvious. I should help like I always did, right? That was the perfect way to do it. We were supposed to help each other, right? I wasn't feeling sorry for him since I would eventually get rid of him, but for now, it was only right that I help him. I stared at him, still having double minds about this. A part of me wanted me to step forward and take his dick, while another part wanted me to pretend as if I didn't see him and return to my room. Wasn't it better this way? Yet, I couldn't bring myself to leave the room. I couldn't deny that I really wanted to touch it, but at the same time, I was freaking out inside. Why do I even want