Semua Bab Soft Moans For My Mafia-Billionaire Captor: Bab 61 - Bab 70

RUYI WYNTER ❦The words hit me like a knife twisting straight into my chest.“You know what? Fine. I fucked her. I fucked my coworker’s pussy so good right in our bed…”My vision blurred instantly. Tears I had been fighting back now burned hot, stinging the corners of my eyes as they spilled over, uncontrollable.My heart… it felt like it was on fire, melting into thick lava, ready to burst and drown everything inside me. The air in our small, cold apartment suddenly felt too thin, too heavy, choking me.Jace didn’t stop. He stepped closer, eyes wild with rage, and his hand clamped down hard around my neck. I gasped, my fingers instinctively grabbing his wrist, but he was stronger.He shoved me back against the wall with brutal force, my back hitting it hard enough to knock the breath out of me. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t speak. Just stared at him through the tears, my body trembling.“RUYI…” he snarled, that crazy, ugly smile spreading across his face like he was enjoying this.

RUYI WYNTER ❦The morning light and the distant whistles of birds woke me from my sleep, and an intense hangover immediately punished my head, a dull, throbbing ache spreading behind my eyes as I groaned and squeezed them shut again, wishing I could somehow crawl back into whatever darkness I had just escaped from.My eyes opened slowly. The ceiling above me was familiar, but the room itself wasn’t.I pushed myself up slightly, only for the movement to send another sharp pulse through my skull, forcing a quiet whimper from my lips as I pressed my palm against my forehead.I looked around. The sophisticated furniture, the dark polished wood, the enormous windows, the heavy curtains, the expensive sheets beneath my body…My breathing changed instantly. I knew in that moment, that I was in Lucien’s mansion.I froze beneath the sheets, every sleepy thought evaporating at once.. How did I get here? I looked down at myself. I was still dressed.My clothes were slightly wrinkled, my hair a c

RUYI WYNTER ❦Jace, the moment he dropped my hands and left me there, alone in that cold apartment for another woman, I knew I could never be the home he came back to anymore.Perhaps the betrayal of him sleeping with another woman on our anniversary, the years of cheating and every lie in between should have been enough to shake the love I still carried for him. But somehow, they weren’t. I had kept holding on to the hope that he would change, that somewhere beneath everything he had become was still the man I once knew and loved.Perhaps even seeing him dress another woman in my clothes and take her to our matrimonial bed hadn’t been enough to make me leave that cold apartment I had been conditioned to call home after our marriage. I had stayed because of love, loyalty and every sacrifice I had convinced myself was worth making.But the moment he dropped my hands and walked away, leaving me with the uncertainty that I might never see him again, something inside me finally broke.The

RUYI WYNTER ❦“Ruyi…”Hydrangea guy entered the apartment, so tall he had to bend slightly before he could pass through the doorway. He was wearing a designer leather coat and his black mask that covered the scarred part of his face, and somehow, even with half his face hidden, he looked too handsome.Sometimes I wondered why he spent his time with a broken and rejected married woman like me. When he could pursue emotionally intact, hot and appealing women,Wasn’t that doing himself a disservice?I heaved a deep breath when he closed the door behind him. For a split second, I had thought it was Lucien standing at the door.That was exactly Lucien’s voice. I brushed the thought away immediately. I was probably just hallucinating. Lucien had taken up far too much space in my thoughts since I met him.“I’m glad you let me know about your apartment change,” Hydrane said as he dropped the expensive shopping bags he had brought with him onto the bed. I felt awkward.I didn’t know what to sa

RUYI WYNTER ❦The morning at my new apartment was warm and peaceful. I had never felt happier waking up than I did that morning, knowing that for the first time in my life, I had a home that was truly mine.The modern apartment was already fully furnished, with luxurious couches, beautiful chandeliers and warm lighting that filled every corner of the room instead of the dim electric bulb that used to hang from the centre of the ceiling in the old apartment.There was even a modern heater that actually worked. It felt strange not having to wear layers of clothing just to walk around my own room.Everything was peaceful and different.I stood in the middle of the living room for a while, looking around at everything I had somehow managed to choose for myself, and wondered how differently my life would have turned out if I had never gotten married at all.At least I wouldn’t carry this emotional wound. At least I wouldn’t know what it felt like to give someone every piece of yourself and