Lahat ng Kabanata ng 90 Days With Don Cortez As His Submissive : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Arlari`s POVHe stared at me with a smirk playing at the corner of his lips, his dark eyes boring into mine as he held out the telescope. “Dont keep me waiting, little one,” he snapped, his voice laced with impatience.Slowly, I peeled off my dress, unable to break my gaze from his. My heart raced violently in my chest as I darted my eyes to the telescope. Though I had just taken his huge size into my mouth, this was different. A foreign body going inside of me. That's a first.I approached him, naked. With trembling hands, I took the telescope. My breath is shaky.He strode gently to the chair beside the telescope mount and sat with his legs crossed.“On the table” he ordered, gesturing to the large table that sat beside the window and behind a brown leather couch.I obeyed. Under his intense scrutiny, I sat on the table with my legs apart. My slick folds bare before his dark gaze.“Good girl.” he said, his voice dripping with lust as he fixed his eyes between my legs.Embarrassment

Arlari's POVThe moment Severiano stepped into the room and saw my face, he froze for a second. His confident expression shifted immediately.His brows furrowed, forming a deep line between his eyes, confusion and concern etched on his features.I tried to sit up straight and pretend everything was fine, but my body refused to cooperate. My hands were shaking so badly that the blanket over my legs trembled too. My lips quivered, my chest rose and fell too fast, and I could feel sweat rolling down my back. In a fully air-conditioned room.“You don’t look okay,” he said slowly as he walked toward the bed. His voice didn’t carry its usual calm authority, it held something gentler. Something close to concern, though I didn’t know why he would ever bother being concerned about me. He sat down carefully on the edge of the bed, his weight sinking the mattress just slightly.I didn’t respond. I couldn’t.It had been a long time since I had this nightmare. Months had passed. I prayed every ni

Arlari's POVThe whole hall froze the moment Camilla yanked the cufflinks off Severiano’s suit jacket.The cufflinks hit the marble floor with a sharp clink that echoed louder than the music. People around us paused mid-conversation. Some guests turned their heads, while a few of them whispered behind their glasses of wine.I feared for Camila's life. I had seen Severiano angry before, but this was different. This was anger mixed with insult, and it felt… dangerous.Severiano didn’t react immediately. He stood straight, shoulders tight, jaw clenched. His eyes lowered slowly to the floor where the cufflinks lay. Then he lifted his head and looked at Camilla.His stare was empty. Cold. Deadly.Camilla lifted her chin, pretending she wasn’t scared. But her hands shook. “What?” she asked with a fake smile. “Too gentle to respond? Or afraid I’ll say something you don’t want her,” she pointed at me “to hear?”Her voice quivered at the end, like she regretted speaking but couldn’t stop he

Arlari's POVThe music still hovered in the air. Soft and sweet when the gunshot cracked first.My heart froze. People screamed. Chairs overturned. Wine splashed on the floor.Someone’s hand grabbed me, dragged me behind a pillar. I fell against it, breath knocked out of me.My eyes widened. My legs are quivering.Through flickering lights and scattered guests, I saw him.Severiano.He dropped his jacket, revealing a holster at his side.His eyes, once warm, once dangerous in a soft way, now turned cold and sharp.He didn’t hesitate.Men rushed forward. Armed, wild. Severiano fired first. Two men collapsed, silent. Then chaos set in.My vision blurred. The world spun. I tried to look away, but couldn’t. Every shot, every crash, every cry echoed in my mind.He moved like a shadow. Swift, cruel, and unforgiving.One attacker raised his gun toward me. I couldn’t breathe. My heart pounded so loud I thought he would hear it.Severiano lunged. Pulled the gun from the man’s hand, twisted

Arlari's POVI heard the creek again and panic slammed into my chest. I dragged the blanket over my head, curling into myself as tightly as I could.My breathing went wild. Too fast. I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the worst.Waiting for a hand to grab me. Waiting for a gun. Waiting for…The light suddenly turned on, and I heard footsteps approaching. Heavy. Calculating.The mattress dipped. A slow exhale left someone’s lungs.Then I heard a familiar voice, low and calm.“Only someone tired of being alive would sneak into this room.”I stopped breathing. My heart tripped. I pushed the blanket down just enough to see himSeveriano.Relief hit me so hard my eyes watered. But the relief didn’t erase the fear. He was more dangerous than any intruder. More unpredictable, and more consuming.He sat on the edge of the bed like he owned the space.Oh! He does own the space.He owned the darkness. Owned the air I needed to breathe. His hand rested on my thigh, firm and warm through the