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Chapter 56: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV Before I could even think of fixing my lie or saying anything else, Dante suddenly took off his glasses and turned away from me. He walked straight back toward the car, and the front window slid down at once. Without hesitation, he gave Shark his order in that calm, firm tone of his. “You can park the car in the driveway. I’ll call you if I need anything else.” Shark nodded immediately, and before I could even react or understand what was about to happen next, Dante had already turned back toward me. I stood there, completely lost, my own plan falling apart right in front of me. I hated it. I hated how everything I tried to do kept turning against me the moment it involved this dickhead. Then suddenly, without asking or even giving me a second to prepare, Dante stepped forward and scooped me up into his arms at once. A gasp left my mouth instantly, my hands flying up on their own and wrapping tightly around his neck as my body reacted out of shock. My heart jumped

Chapter 57: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV I froze in place at Mara’s words. Shock hit me instantly. I couldn’t believe she was lying like that… right in front of me. My eyes flew open, and my head snapped toward her without thinking. Anger rose so fast inside me that for a second, I almost tried to force myself down from Dante’s arms. I wanted to run at her, grab her, and demand the truth. I wanted to shake her until she stopped lying. But then, just as quickly, something else stopped me. I thought about everything again—how I had believed her without questioning it, how I had gone to the hospital and caused a whole scene, and how I had even raised my hand and hit Dante, all because of what I thought I knew. The anger in me started to fade slowly, replaced by something heavier, something harder to ignore. Because the truth was, it wasn’t entirely her fault. Yes, she lied to me about Dante, but I was the one who chose to believe her so easily. I was the one who didn’t stop to think, who acted without understa

Chapter 58: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV Out of fear, my eyes just kept moving around the room, anywhere but Dante's face. I couldn’t look at him, not even for a second, so I had no idea what kind of expression he had right now. When I finished speaking, the room went completely quiet. That silence felt heavy. Too heavy. Dante didn’t say anything, and somehow that scared me even more than if he had shouted. I didn’t need to see him to know he was looking at me. I could feel it. It felt like his eyes were fixed on me, sharp and unblinking, like he was studying me, breaking me down without even saying a word. My chest tightened, and I sat there frozen, waiting. After what felt like forever, Dante finally spoke. “You lied,” he said briefly. His voice was quiet, calm… but there was something dangerous underneath it. He didn’t even sound angry. If anything, he sounded like he was just stating a fact, like someone casually pointing out the weather. That made it worse. I couldn’t answer him. I couldn’t even

Chapter 59: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV While I was still seated on the bed, completely scared and unable to calm myself, then there was a sudden knock on the door. The sound cut through my thoughts immediately, making my body tense all over again. Dante however didn't bulge. He simply turned around and walked toward the door, leaving me exactly where I was. I didn’t move. I just sat there and watched him walk away, my mind still spinning over everything he had told me to do. When Dante reached the door and opened it, Shark was standing there. “I don’t need anything, Shark… what do you want?” Dante said sharply, his voice rushed and slightly impatient, like he didn’t want to be disturbed at all. Shark didn’t hesitate, he spoke up immediately, “Boss, it’s Mr. Johnson… your lawyer. He’s here, boss.” The moment Dante heard this, something in his expression shifted. He looked surprised for a brief second, then almost amused. Without wasting time, he replied, “Bring him in.” “Yes, Boss,” Shark said, bowing hi

Chapter 60: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV I was so shocked, and the way Dante did it was so unexpected I almost forgot how to breathe. I couldn’t believe he just did that openly. The lawyer was shocked by my reaction, and since he didn’t see what Dante did to me, he simply thought I was having a problem. So he quickly said, “Are you okay? Jem, is something wrong?” in a completely concerned and innocent tone. I swallowed hard as I froze in place. I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t do anything. I just stood there, my eyes fixed on nothing in particular, staring into empty space. I couldn’t believe Dante had just grabbed my ass and squeezed it like it was nothing. I couldn’t believe he could be so shameless to do that in front of a visitor. The lawyer might not have seen him grab me like that, but it was very obvious something went wrong—that’s why I reacted that way. Anybody could tell from my reaction that something had happened. Even a blind man could tell that something wasn’t right. I couldn’t look towards Dante.

Chapter 61: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV I kept walking, but every step felt heavier than the last. My body moved, but my mind was still stuck behind me, stuck on Dante. I kept turning my head repeatedly, glancing back at him as if he might suddenly change his mind or laugh and tell me it was all a joke. But Dante didn’t change. He followed slowly behind me with that same calm expression, almost indifferent, like none of this required effort from him at all. He was smiling faintly. That was the part that scared me the most. It wasn’t a loud or cruel smile. It was controlled, quiet, and certain. Like he already knew how everything would end before I even stepped into it. My feet finally crossed the bathroom threshold, and the door closed softly behind us. The sound of it locking into place echoed louder than it should have, and I felt my chest tighten instantly. Dante’s bathroom is large and magnificent. Though this wasn’t the first time I was stepping into his bathroom, it still felt different—like ever

Chapter 62: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV In that instant, my thoughts completely scattered. All I could hear was his voice—low, firm, and absolute—like a command I didn’t know how to refuse. I didn’t hesitate. I was too scared to. So without thinking much, my hands suddenly moved on their own and I slowly began to unbutton my shirt. Even though my movements were sluggish and uncertain, I kept going, piece by piece, like something inside me had already stopped resisting. When my shirt was finally off and my pants followed, I stood there frozen, exposed and tense, my breathing uneven. My arms dropped awkwardly to my sides as I tried to process what was happening, my mind screaming at me to move, to think, to do something—but nothing came. Dante's eyes moved toward my lower part, then he rolled his eyes. “Take off the boxers as well—” he said. I shook my head quickly, and my hands immediately flew to my groin to press down my rising cock. I can't let him see that I was getting hard. I wasn't enjoying any of t

Chapter 63: Contractually Yours

Jem's POV At this point, my mind began to scream at me to move, to stop this, to pay him away, but my body felt frozen under the weight of his presence. Dante stayed close, watching me carefully, as if studying every reaction I made. His voice came low and steady, calm in a way that made everything worse. “Look at you,” he said quietly. “You keep saying no, but your body is telling a completely different story.” I shook my head weakly, trying to deny it, trying to pull myself together, but even that felt difficult. And in that same instant, Dante grabbed my cock again, this time around, it was completely rough and firm. I groaned and slammed my hands against his shoulders to steady myself. And before I could catch my breath, he started moving his hands around my length in a slow, deliberate manner, like he already knew exactly how to break me. He didn’t rush. He never rushed. That was what made it worse. “You’re confused,” he continued, his tone almost patient now, but his han

Chapter 64: Contractually Yours

Mara's POV I pressed my ear harder against Dante's door, holding my breath as I listened carefully to everything happening inside. At first, everything inside was muffled, unclear, like distant movement behind thick walls. But then the sounds became more distinct—low voices, uneven breathing, something shifting, something… wrong. My brows slowly furrowed. Then I heard it again. A sound that didn’t belong to silence. A sound that made my stomach twist. My eyes widened as the realization slowly sank in. “No—” the word suddenly slipped out of my mouth. “No… that couldn’t be right—” I thought. I just hope I was mishearing things right now. I leaned in even more, my heart beginning to pound loudly in my chest as I strained to hear more clearly. I needed to be sure it's not what I'm thinking right now. It definitely cannot be. But even as I pressed my ear harder against the thick door and listened carefully, it still turned out to be the same muffling sound coming out of the room

Chapter 65: Contractually Yours

Mara's POV Cruz froze, taken aback. “What the hell was that?” he asked, his tone shifting instantly. I turned to him, my eyes blazing. “What does it look like? I’m not in the mood, so fuck off, dickhead.” He let out a short laugh, disbelief written all over his face. “Not in the mood? You’re the one who asked me to come over that you were horny and here I am, and…” he choked, “...and you're suddenly not in the mood—?” I didn’t hold back, I turned around and snapped, “Yes, I’m telling you that I’m not in the fucking mood anymore! Is that supposed to be a crime?” I shot back. Cruz was completely stunned by the change in my behaviour. Just a few moments ago, I was dripping wet and was so into it that we almost had sex in the living room couch, not until my uncle walked in on us and stopped it. Now, I’m suddenly cold and distant, and he clearly can’t understand why. Cruz stared at me for a moment, then ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “You can’t just switch up like that

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