Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bride For The Blind Don: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Amber.I stood like the good bitch I’d become.Like the shameless whore he’d turned me into.Facing him, I dragged the back of my hand across my mouth, wiping away the sticky mix of his cum, my snot, and saliva.It smeared instead of cleaning, hot, messy, humiliating.He brushed my damp hair behind my ear with surprising gentleness, then shoved my hand away.His tongue followed, slow, deliberate licks across my cheek, my chin, the corner of my lip.He cleaned every smear of wetness like he was still starving, like he couldn’t get enough of the taste of us mixed together.His cock kept bumping against my stomach with every small movement, thick, hot, insistent.His thighs pressed against mine, solid and warm.I couldn’t ask for anything more.All I wanted was that cock filling my pussy every goddamn time, stretching me until the ache turned into something I could live inside forever.He gripped the back of my neck suddenly, firm and possessive.“Turn around,” he ordered. “Hold the s

Zeden.My hands twitched at my sides. Enzo still hadn’t taken his fucking arm off Amber. And she just stood there—fuming, yes, but letting him touch her. Letting him drape himself around her like he had any right. While I stood right in front of them.Was she testing me?Was she trying to see how far she could push before I snapped?She’d already tasted the edge of my patience more than once. Yet here she was—not flinching, not pulling away, not even looking guilty.“Have you lost your fucking mind?” I asked her, turning my attention straight to her. “Have you finally gone completely insane?”“I’m not doing anything,” she snarled back. “If anyone’s done something here, it’s you, Zeden. Always you.”My brow shot up. The sheer audacity of talking back to me in front of everyone. But my gaze kept dragging back to that arm—still wrapped around her shoulders like it belonged there.Jealousy, anger, pure fucking rage collided inside my chest, ripping every rational thought apart. I coul

Zeden.“Are you sure she’s going to be fine?” Rukov asked as he killed the engine outside the mansion gates.I turned my head slowly toward him. “What kind of stupid fucking question is that?”He kept his eyes on the dashboard. “I’m just saying, it’s a long walk from that stretch of road to here. She’s in heels. No phone. No light. I doubt she makes it in two hours.”“Since when do you have time to feel sorry for anyone?” My tone came out low and dangerous. “What’s next? You want her for yourself? You want me to share? Because I can arrange that real quick, right after I dig a hole deep enough for your body.”“No, boss,” he said fast. “That’s not what I meant.”“Good. Because I was already picturing ways to make sure no one ever finds your corpse.” I shoved the door open and stepped out before he could say another word.Mother would be furious right now. I could already feel the storm waiting inside the house. But her anger meant nothing to me. No one’s anger did. Not tonight.I wal

Amber.I stood trembling in front of Zeden.He was so close the smoke from his cigarette curled straight into my lungs with every breath he took.My whole body dripped with sweat, the walk, the fear, the leftover heat from earlier, all of it mixing together until I felt like I was melting from the inside out.The fire in the hearth roared behind him, throwing waves of heat across my bare skin, making the air thick and heavy.“I don’t care if you crawled here, Amber, or dragged yourself on your hands and knees,” he said, voice low and steady. “I’m still going to punish you. It’s not over.”“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I did what you asked. I walked. I came back.”He took another drag. Exhaled slowly. The smoke drifted between us.“I think repeating mistakes is your favorite hobby,” he said.“No.” I shook my head fast. “I’d never make the same mistake again.”My hands lifted, shaky and desperate, reaching to cup his face. But he caught my wrists and shoved them down hard.His eyes dropped

Amber.I stood naked in front of Zeden.The air in the room felt thick, charged.Every tiny current brushed my bare body like electric shocks, across my nipples, between my thighs, over the raw burn on my shoulder.My skin prickled.My clit throbbed in time with my heartbeat.My whole body felt wired.Sweat beaded along my spine, trickled between my breasts, pooled at the small of my back.The morning light through the tall windows, bright and unforgiving, caught every tremble, every goosebump, every drop of perspiration that rolled over the fresh wound on my shoulder.“And why the fuck won’t you go?” he asked, turning fully from the closet to face me. “Why won’t you do the one simple thing I just told you? Is this your new game? Testing me? Seeing how far you can push before I lose my shit and do things I won’t even pretend to regret?”His green eyes had gone almost black with rage, pupils blown wide, the color swallowed by fury.I didn’t care.“I don’t give a fuck if you regret i