All Chapters of The Price of Bought Passion : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

It’s pretty hard to surprise or rattle me, but right now, the blue‑eyed girl stunned me like snow in August.“What the hell?!” I stared at my fiancée, simultaneously devouring every tempting curve of her with my eyes.She reminded me of our first night together. Firm determination in her eyes… and something else. She wasn’t scared, wasn’t nervous, but was confidently walking toward me. With each step she took, my cock stiffened more and rose higher. Noticing that, the corners of Vicky’s lips curved into a smug, bitchy smile.Then something completely unexpected happened! The girl yanked off my towel in one move and grabbed my erection, her fingers sliding along it skillfully. Her chest pressed against mine, and when there was practically no space left between our lips, I grabbed her by the jaw, examining her carefully.“What are you doing?” I asked, searching her blue eyes for the truth.“What do you mean, what?” she answered arrogantly, lifting her chin. “I want my beloved groom! Tha

“I understand that I could be wrong about you two,” Mr. Yartsev explains, looking at us sincerely. “Maybe, because of your stubbornness, you really will tear each other apart and end up hating each other. That’s why the contract states that both sides may engage in affairs outside the marriage — not only you, son,” Yartsev says pointedly, staring at Kirill, who’s fuming with indignation. “These little ‘escapades’ of yours won’t affect the marriage and must simply remain secret from the public.”“I don’t accept these conditions!” the groom hurls the contract onto the table angrily, and Oleg gaze noticeably hardens.“Don’t think I can pressure only Vicky with this marriage,” Yartsev Sr. states coldly, his glare at his son suddenly making it much less funny. After all, he’s a very powerful man and can undoubtedly be dangerous. “I have leverage over you as well. In five years, I plan to step away from business completely and leave the company to you as the sole owner. Of course, I love Na

We stepped onto the aisle, slow music began to play, and dad walked me toward the altar where HE was standing. No matter how hard I tried to pull myself together, the moment I saw Kirill, my heart trembled.Damn man! How can someone be THAT attractive?! It made me want to punch him just because I couldn’t tear my eyes away!He was wearing a stylish black suit with a white shirt that suited him to the point of irritation, emphasizing his athletic build. When he saw me, the groom smiled his perfect smile, making my breath hitch for a second. He looked at me like I was the eighth wonder of the world—with love, desire, and adoration.Great actor! I almost believed it. And I caught myself thinking that I wanted to believe this was all real. I would have been happy… but that was naïve and foolish.With tears in his eyes, dad handed me over to my future husband. Kirill took my hand, which was trembling slightly. I couldn’t help it! I honestly felt like I was about to faint from the creeping

We quickly said our goodbyes to the guests, earning knowing smirks and chuckles, and under whistles and applause, we drove away from our own wedding. My nerves were playing a cruel joke on me, stretched to the very limit. I kept feeling sick and then suddenly fine again; my heart sped up, then stopped altogether whenever, once we were in the back seat of the car, Kirill started whispering very indecent things involving me directly!Our driver was Mikhail, who occasionally glanced at us with an understanding smile.I had no idea where exactly our hotel room or the apartment for our promising wedding night had been reserved, so I had no clue how much longer I’d have to listen to these heated spoilers of my fate from my husband.We’d been driving for quite a while, and I started to suspect something was off. Our car entered the city limits, but soon enough drove right back out, continuing in an unknown direction.“You do realize it makes no sense to kill me in some remote wasteland, righ

Vicky:I didn’t even realize I was shedding tears until Kirill took my face in his hands and wiped them away with his thumbs.Hearing his promise, I finally exhaled and closed my eyes. Slow, gentle kisses began to cover the places on my face where, just a moment ago, my pain had slid down from my lashes. That weightless tenderness only made me want to cry even more, and I pressed myself harder against my husband, trying to cope with my emotions. He hugged me tightly in return, soothing me.Why is he like this?! One moment he’s a relentless tyrant, and the next he can be the gentlest man, just like now. Loving him is so hard… but not loving him is no longer possible…How I’ll handle the fact that I’ll have to share him with other women—I have no idea. But tonight, he is mine, and I am his.“Hey,” he lifts my chin and looks at me with those green eyes, focused and sincere. “No exaggeration, today was one of the most wonderful days of my life. I don’t know what will happen in the future,