All Chapters of Bride For The Blind Don: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Amber. “The day she was born she needed a blood transfusion,” he continued. “Marissa was too weak after the delivery. They tested us both. My blood didn’t match. The doctors scrambled, pulled from the hospital stock instead. I decided to wait until Marissa woke up. I made sure that her own family—her parents, her brother—never saw the child. Or even get close to the truth. No one except you knows Zameera isn’t mine now.”“Now the dress to your ankles,” he ordered. “I want to see your pussy from here.”I pushed the silk down my hips.It slid over my thighs, past my knees, and puddled at my feet.Naked.Completely bare under the chandelier glow.My pussy glistened—swollen, slick, lips parted slightly from how wet I’d gotten just listening to him.He stood slowly.Walked me backward until my spine met the cool mirror.“So I told Mother to take Zameera home first,” Zeden continued. His hand slid between my legs, fingers rubbing hard and lazily while he spoke.“I almost strangled Marissa r

Amber.His free hand cracked down on my ass, sharp, stinging.I screamed, my pussy clamping down so hard he groaned.“Again,” I begged. “Please, mark me.”He spanked me harder, left cheek, right cheek, over and over until my skin burned bright red.Each slap drove me higher, made me wetter, made my clit throb so violently I thought I’d cum untouched.“Gonna fill this cunt,” he panted. “Gonna pump you so full it leaks down your thighs for days. Everyone who sees you will smell me on you. They’ll know you’ve been fucked raw by your fucking husband to be.”His fingers found my clit again, pinching, rolling, rubbing in time with his punishing thrusts.“Cum, baby,” he ordered. “Cum all over my cock while I breed you. Scream for me, blondie. Let the cameras hear how good the blind don fucks you.”The command shattered me.My pussy clamped down like a vice. Pleasure detonated, violent, blinding, endless.I screamed his name until my throat turned raw.My vision whited out.My body convulse

Zeden.I was pissed.Furious.Every muscle in my body felt like it was coiled around a live wire.My hands itched to do something violent, something I might not regret even if I should. Irina had gotten under my skin in a way no one had managed in years.Her threats were not empty. They were calculated, sharp little needles designed to pierce exactly where it hurt most.She knew my triggers.She knew how to twist the knife.And the fact that she had dared aim any of it at Amber made me want to burn the whole city down just to watch her scream.Crazy did not cover it.Irina was not just unhinged. She was a walking detonation waiting for the right spark.She had always been capable of the worst kind of chaos: planting rumors that could start wars, paying off the right people to disappear evidence, turning allies into enemies with a single whispered lie.She had done it before.She would do it again.And now Amber was the bait.The second I pictured Irina even breathing the same air as h

Amber.I stood in the center of the grand suite’s open floor.The city sprawling out beyond the towering glass wall like a glittering, restless sea.Cars crawled far below, headlights slicing through the dark, while neon signs blinked their endless promises.The ring on my finger felt impossibly heavy. Cool platinum, warm from my skin, catching every stray light and throwing it back at me.I twisted it slowly, watching the diamond fracture the glow into sharp little sparks.It still didn’t feel real.A few hours ago I’d been Amber the maid, the toy, the secret.Now I was Mrs. Zeden Vercetti.Wife to the man the entire city whispered about in fear.The blind don who saw everything.Who owned everything.Who destroyed anything that dared stand in his way.To the world he was still blind.To me he was painfully, terrifyingly sighted.He caught every hitch in my breath, every flutter of my lashes, every time my thighs pressed together because thinking about him made me ache.The thought o

Amber. I had blurted the words that had lived only in the quiet corners of my mind for so long they felt foreign on my tongue.Heavy.Dangerous.True.“Say them again, blondie,” Zeden rasped, lips brushing the sensitive skin just beneath my jaw.His breath came hot and uneven against my throat.“I want to hear them.” His voice dropped lower, rougher.The thick head of his cock nudged my entrance, hot, blunt, slick with both of us, hovering there like a promise.One more inch and he would be inside me.Filling me.Claiming me again.The only thing keeping him out was those three little words still trembling on my lips.“Will you fuck me if I say them?” I whispered, hips lifting instinctively, trying to take him deeper.He pulled back just enough to meet my eyes, dark, dangerous, amused. “Are you saying them because you need to get fucked? Because your greedy little cunt wants cock that badly?”I whimpered.He wasn’t wrong.“I could leave right now,” he continued, voice low and cruel