MARRIED TO THE DEVIL BILLIONAIRE FOR REVENGE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

**Nadia** I stood frozen in the bathroom as Priya's words sank into my skin. The lock clicked shut behind her. My pulse pounded in my ears. The diamonds at my throat felt cold against my heated skin. I kept my hands steady on the sink even though my legs wanted to shake. I was not weak. I refused to let her see me crumble. "You really think he wants you?" Priya stepped closer. Her voice dripped fake sweetness. "You're just a rebound he'll dump in a month. Dominic Marcello doesn't keep girls like you. He fucks them and moves on. You were convenient. Drunk. Easy. Garrett told me how boring you were in bed. Frigid. That's why he came to me that night." The pain hit sharp. Memories flashed. Their moans through the hotel door. Their laughter at how pathetic I looked. How they mocked my virginity. Priya twisted the knife deeper. She made it sound like I caused it all. Like I drove Garrett away. Like Dominic only picked me up because I was broken and available. "He married you for th

**Nadia** I walked through the penthouse with my boxes from the old apartment. The space felt too big. Too cold. Dominic’s control showed in every corner. The schedule taped to the fridge listed my exact times for everything. Gym. Meals. Even when I should sleep. His black card sat on the counter next to the new phone. Everything here belonged to him. Including me. I unpacked slowly. My clothes went into the massive closet he had cleared for me. My books lined one shelf in the living room. A few photos from my old life went on the nightstand. Each item felt small against the luxury around me. The ache between my legs from last night still pulsed. I kept moving. I was not the girl who sat and cried. I had layers. I would settle in and find my strength inside his rules. Dominic’s presence filled the place even when he was not there. The fridge held only food he approved. The towels in the bathroom smelled like his soap. The bed I slept in still carried his scent from the nig

**Dominic** I could not stop staring at her. Nadia lay naked on our bed, her skin still flushed from the way I had touched her earlier. My body burned with a need that only she could create. I picked up the small bowl from the nightstand. The ice cubes clinked together. Her eyes followed my hand and widened. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice soft but unsure. I did not answer with words. I climbed onto the bed and knelt between her legs. The first ice cube felt sharp and cold against my fingers. I brought it to her collarbone and dragged it slowly down. The moment it touched her warm skin she gasped. A small sound that hit me deep in my chest. I watched every second of it. The way her body tensed. The quick rise of her breasts. The ice left a wet trail as it melted. I circled her left nipple with it. The cold made it tighten into a hard peak right away. She arched her back and let out a soft whimper. I catalogued the sound in my mind. The exact pitch. The way it shook

**Nadia** The door opened and Lisette walked straight in like she owned the place. She took one look at me standing in the living room with my untouched coffee and her face tightened with worry. "Nadia, what the hell is happening to you?" she asked, voice sharp but full of real concern. I set the cup down slowly. "Nothing. I am fine." "You are not fine." She dropped her bag on the couch and stepped closer. "You are different. Quieter. Like you are slowly disappearing into him. He is consuming you, Nadia. I see it every time we talk or text. You used to call me every day. Now it takes hours for you to reply, and when you do, it is short. Like your whole world starts and ends with Dominic." Her words landed heavy in my chest. I felt them sink in deep, stirring up feelings I did not want to examine too closely. Part of me knew she had a point. I had become quieter. More focused on the penthouse, on Dominic's schedule, on the way he looked at me when we were alone. But I pushed back

**Nadia** Dominic took my hand and pulled me into a luxury boutique without saying a single word. My heart already raced faster than it should. After the mess with Priya’s post, he had decided I needed a reward. Now I stood in the middle of soft lighting and expensive racks while his eyes stayed locked on me like I was the only thing in the room. “Try this,” he said, handing me a sleek black dress that looked dangerously tight. I took the hanger and walked toward the fitting room at the back of the store. The saleswoman gave a polite smile, but Dominic followed me inside before she could speak. He closed the door behind us with a soft click. The small space suddenly felt tiny with his tall frame taking up most of it. “Strip for me,” he ordered, voice low and calm. Heat flooded my face. I glanced at the thin curtain that barely separated us from the rest of the store. Anyone walking by could hear. Anyone could guess exactly what we were doing. Humiliation burned through my c