Semua Bab Contractually Married my ex-mate's father: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Chapter Forty TwoAriaZane found me before I could retreat to our chambers. I had barely stepped into the private corridor when his voice came from behind me.“What aren’t you telling me?” His voice was low and layered, and even though it sent hives straight to my pussy, I forced myself to remain composed.I didn’t turn immediately.Of course he would ask that, of course he would notice.I took a deep breath before I faced him slowly.“What makes you think I’m hiding something?” I let the words out.Zane didn’t look angry. Hell, he dudbt even react. All he did was raise an eyebrow. He looked focused“You were too calm,” he said. “Adeline didn’t surprise you, almost as if you expected it. did you?”“Is that supposed to make a difference?” I llifted a brow. “Should she have?”“She was circling,” he replied. “And you were already waiting.”“Maybe.” His eyes narrowed slightly at my response“What aren’t you telling me, Aria?” he muttered slightly and I caught the amusement in his eyes.T

Chapter Forty FourAriaThe transition from the open balcony to the dimly lit corridor was like stepping into a furnace. Like that wasn't tantalizing enough, it happened quickly too. One minute I was sucking Zane’’s cock and this close to pushing him into the verge of the best release ever, and the next, Zane had spun me around to give me a taste of my own medicine.The cool night air was gone, replaced by the suffocating, heavy scent of our shared arousal. Zane didn't let me go, he claimed me right there on the threshold. His large, calloused hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head back so I was forced to look up at the shadows on the ceiling, while his other arm wrapped around my waist like a steel band."Walk, my little doll" he growled into my ear, his breath hitching against my skin.He didn't button his trousers and he didn't let me fix my dress either. We moved through the torch lit hallway like two people possessed, the rhythm of our footsteps echoing against the stone. Every

Chapter Forty SixAriaThe hall smelled of polish and old stone.Sunlight streamed in through the high windows, cutting long gold ribbons across the marble floor. I stood at the center of the room with a rolled parchment in hand, mentally rearranging the layout for the hundredth time.Musicians there, head table elevated, but not too high, lighting softened near the dais.If this was going to be a declaration, it would be deliberate down to the last candle.I'd been trying to distract myself since I woke up, but every now and then, I found my mind crawling back to the one memory I was avoiding.Zane.Last night had been absolute bliss. I knew there was a naughty side to Zane, but he'd beaten whatever sexual knowledge I thought I had about him. He was a beast, and the thing with the blindfold wasn't something I would be forgetting anytime soonMy body still tingled from the sensation of it all, and gods if I tried to focus very well, then I could easily take myself back to that moment.

Chapter Forty EightZaneThe note arrived an hour before dusk. There was no seal and no signature either. Not that it mattered though because it didn’t need one. The message the letter held gave it all away.Our spot. Garden. After nightfall.I stared at it longer than I should have.The fire in my study had burned low, casting long shadows across the floor. The reports on my desk remained untouched. My mind, however, was not.I turned the note over once, then again and one more time.Was I making the right decision? Did Aria truly agree to this? Or had I walked straight into something crafted too carefully to be coincidence?Adeline had said she would send details. This was what she meant. She wanted a meeting that was private, obviously just between us and at our spot.At our spot.The phrase alone dragged memory up like a hook under the ribs.I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly. If Aria knew, then this was a test of trust. If she didn’t, then this was a test of loyalty, eith

Chapter FiftyAriaI'd barely made it halfway across the courtyard before I heard his footsteps behind me. They were fast and decisive, and perhaps if the situation were different, maybe I would have slowed down.I didn’t slow down.If I stopped, I would look like I wanted him to follow. If I ran, I would look like I cared too much.So I walked.I made sure my footsteps were steady and controlled. I was a raging fire inside me, but Zane didn't need to know that. If he got the slightest idea that what had happened was weighing me down, then it would ruin my play.I tried my level best to tune him out, even though my body was already reacting to the heat coming from him.His hand caught my arm just before I reached the doors. His grip on me wasn't violent or painful. Instead, thee was an urgency attached to it.“You don’t get to dismiss me,” he said. The words were low and ontrolled, but there was heat beneath them.“You don't say.” I turned slowly, lifting my chin. I made sure a good a