All Chapters of His Dark Desire: The Devil’s Bride : Chapter 61 - Chapter 67

Bella’s POVLucia and I talked all through the day, and by the time it was nighttime, we hadn’t even realised.“And that's all that happened at breakfast,” I concluded, slamming myself back into the bed.“She really said all that to you?” Lucia scoffed. “It sounds like your mother-in-law is a real piece of work.”“Tell me about it.” I raised a brow. She stood and moved to the mirror. “What are you doing?” I asked.“Just checking out your makeup.” She grinned. “And besides I gotta go.”“You have to what?”“You know I have to go belly.” She said, smiling, as she walked back to my closet.“I know, but do you have to?” I asked again. “You just got back.“Yes.” She said, selecting dresses. “I have parents remember? and they’re worried, you’re not the only one who cares for me.”“Yeah, I know.” I twisted my lips. “They probably are worried….unlike my dad…he hasn’t even come to visit.”“Oh, the great Alejandro Mendoza.” Lucia chuckled. “You can’t expect him to show up. He’s terrified of Za

Bella’s POVHis mouth was on my neck.Hot. Slow. Intoxicating.I gasped as Zayden’s lips dragged down my skin, leaving a trail of fire. His hands gripped my waist, holding me in place while his tongue traced the curve of my throat. I tilted my head back without thinking, giving him more access.“Zayden…” I breathed. “Yes!”He didn’t answer with words. He answered by moving lower, kissing the centre of my chest, then lower still until his mouth closed over my breast.His tongue swirled around my nipple before he sucked it hard into his mouth. A sharp moan tore from my throat. My back arched off the bed as pleasure shot straight between my legs.His hand slid down my stomach, fingers parting my thighs. One thick finger pushed inside me without warning. I was so wet it slid in easily, curling deep, stroking that spot that made my toes curl.“Oh fuck…” I whimpered. “Two fingers please.”He sucked harder on my nipple, biting gently while he put another finger inside me and pumped faster. T

Zayden’s POVThe drive back home was quiet.Mainly because I was the only one in the car.I had left Nico back at the warehouse to clean up the mess and handle whatever still needed handling.I have to admit, tonight came as a shock to me.Everything I thought I knew — I didn’t.Alejandro had been working for Hiram all along and the cargo I burned? It belonged to him.Hiram Moretti.The ghost everyone feared but nobody saw.And now I finally knew the truth.Hiram was the one who killed my family.Alejandro was just the coward who pointed him in the right direction.I gripped the steering wheel tighter.For years I thought some nameless cartel had ordered the attack.I never imagined it was him.A dark chuckle left my throat.Well, I killed Matteo. So Hiram could consider us even.Though somehow I doubted he would.When I got home, I parked the car in the driveway and stepped out. The cold night air hit my face immediately, but it did nothing to cool the anger sitting inside me.The vi

Zayden’s POVI should have been working.There were reports on my desk. Calls I needed to make. Men waiting for instructions.Instead, I was sitting in my study thinking about my wife.Annoying woman.I stared at the small object on my bed.Bella had practically thrown it back at me this morning, demanding I take it. Then got angry when I actually did.I chuckled to myself.The image of her flushed face returned immediately.The embarrassment. The outrage.The way she couldn’t even look me in the eye.I knew exactly why.Because she knew I was right. She could deny it all she wanted.She could lie to her friend. Lie to herself. Lie to me.But I knew Bella had thought about me.I sank deeper into the bed, the room's dim glow wrapping around me. My thoughts stayed on her, I imagined her lost in fantasies of me.Her thighs would tremble as pleasure built, her pussy tightening around that toy with every pulse of need, her body arching in silent surrender to thoughts of my touch alone.The