All Chapters of Contract Lover : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Third Person Pov Cassia came the first time with flowers.They were pale, carefully arranged, wrapped in soft paper she’d probably chosen after standing too long in the shop, debatin which ones looked thoughtful without trying too hard. Emily’s face lit up the moment she saw them, her hands already reaching out before Cassia had even stepped fully inside the house.“You didn’t have to,” Emily said, smiling the way she always did when Cassia came around, as though her presence confirmed something good and right about the world.“I wanted to,” Cassia replied easily. “I saw them and thought of you.”That much was true, in a way. She had thought of Emily. She always did now…Emily, and the house, and the sense of calm that wrapped around the place like a promise the moment you stepped inside.Nicholas watched from the hallway, unseen.He had learned, since moving back in with his aunt, to observe before talking. It was a habit he’d picked up in boardrooms and negotiations, where timing ma

Third Person Pov Nicholas began to notice the effort.It showed up in small, unremarkable ways—the way he checked himself before entering a room if he knew Cassia was already there, the way he kept his hands occupied when she sat too close, the way he rehearsed neutral responses in his head before speaking to her. He told himself this was discipline, proof that he still had control.But discipline, he was learning, was exhausting.Cassia didn’t change much. That was the most unsettling part. She didn’t escalate boldly or behave in ways that could be easily named or condemned. She remained gentle, thoughtful, beautiful, present. If anything, she seemed softer now, quieter in a way that invited attention rather than demanded it. He thought that Nathaniel did not deserve her. She came here frequently because she was lonely, and instead of him being the man and taking care of her, he overworked himself. Nicholas even hated the fact that Cassia was working in the tech company. Was Nathani

Cassia Pov As I open my eyes the next day, I groan at the light shining in through my windows.“It’s already morning…” I always close them at night, but I must have forgotten—though I’m not surprised.My body, which feels well-rested, is still heavy and sore as I sit up. I am surprisingly refreshed and awake, and I feel like I’ve run a marathon.Did that really happen? Did I really fuck my husband’s cousin last night?Yes, I did. What did I expect would happen? He was obviously interested, and so was I, and that’s what happens when twoAs I stand and walk down the hall to the bathroom his come is sliding out of me and makes it all the more real. I fell asleep after he left in a rush without so much as cleaning myself up or using the bathroom. I scold myself for doing that because I'm prone to UTI's, and that's a sure fire way to fucking get one. But I was exhausted, so I take it easy on myself. I haven't been fucked like that in a while.After I use the bathroom and clean myself up I

Cassia PovNicholas transformed to a beast.He grabbed my hips and he flips me over onto my stomach. I'm surprised when he pulls my ass into the air, grabs the back of my neck, and presses my face against a pillow. I wasn't expecting him to take charge like this so quickly and I'm so glad he has.Next time I'm going to ask him to use his belt on me, wrap it around my neck, and choke me with it. It's something I've always wanted to try and I think he would be more than willing. He's got a kinky side, I just know it, even if he doesn't yet know it himself.The sound of his belt unbuckling and his pants unzipping is the best thing I've heard all day.I gasp when he thrusts into me. Last time he gave me a little bit of a warning, eased his way in before he really began to give it to me, but not this time. He isn't wasting any time at all, we both know what we're here for, we've already done it twice, and he's giving it to me."Fuck. You're such a little slut," he says breathlessly.Fuck,

Third Person Pov Twenty minutes past five. Time is really a bitch, she thought as she opened the drawer beside her bed.There, in all its glory, lay a baby pink, cylindrical object. She picked it up and shut the drawer, then proceeded to discard her towel onto the floor. Butt naked now, she plopped herself on the bed, taking her position by spreading her legs as far as possible and leaning against the soft pillows supported by the headboard.If Christopher saw her now, he would faint from shock at his wife’s behavior, because the Celine known to him then was the reserved girl he married, but who she is now is someone who wants to relive the lust she gets from him. And Veronica has been filling her head with a lot, so she is now officially a resigned good girl.And after the stress from today she needed this. Today had been very hectic indeed.Celine switched on the device on her and to life, silently praying that she had not forgotten to charge it last night. To her utmost joy, the