My Husband's Billionaire Boss Shouldn't Know How I Taste 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 51 - 챕터 60

[Alma]"You must've heard wrong, Alma... Why would she say something like that?" Mason said carefully, his hand lifting slowly toward my cheek.I flinched before he could touch me, taking an immediate step backward as if his fingers burned.My jaw tightened painfully. My hands curled into fists at my sides as I stared at the man standing in front of me. The man that was supposed to be my husband."And I said I heard her." My voice rose before I could stop it. "She fucking said, 'this is going to be interesting.' I don't know what she meant by it, but I know your ex-girlfriend has something up her sleeve."Mason dragged a hand into his hair, his eyes briefly shifting toward the closed bedroom door before lowering his voice."You can't accuse her like that, Alma. I know you don't like her being here, but I know Tessy.""And you don't know me?" My voice cracked slightly as I stared at him in disbelief. "Are you seriously calling me a liar right now?""I'm not." Mason sighed sharply, taki

[Alma]My phone buzzed softly against the nightstand just as I stepped out of the washroom, the sound stopping me so abruptly that water still dripping from the ends of my hair slid slowly down my shoulder without me even noticing.It wasn't my alarm.It wasn't my ringtone either.And somehow that made it worse.Because there was only one reason that particular sound would go buzz, only one thing attached to it, one thing capable of making my chest tighten so painfully that breathing itself suddenly felt difficult.It was close again.Five more days.My throat bobbed slowly as my eyes drifted toward my left wrist where the fading marks still sat against my skin like ghosts refusing to disappear fully. The deeper ones had already lightened, barely noticeable now unless someone looked too closely, but the ones scattered across my thighs were still there, thin angry lines that looked more like scratches now than wounds, yet still carried the same meaning they always had.Reminders.Punis

[Alma]"What do you mean nothing? What are you hiding... Let me see your phone?" Mason said, and my entire body seized up so violently it almost felt visible beneath my skin.I swallowed hard, my fingers curling tighter around the phone resting in my palm because I knew—God, I knew—that even the slightest lift of my hand could expose one of the darkest secrets I wanted buried by every means possible.He can't know.Mason can never know that I'm fucking his boss.The thought alone made my stomach twist painfully."You're not saying anything." Mason's voice cut through again, colder this time, sharper, and my pulse thudded unevenly against my ribs."It's nothing." My voice came out firmer than I expected despite the chaos clawing through my chest.He took another step closer, his gaze still fixed on the phone like he could somehow see through the screen and pull every secret straight out of me. I didn't care whether he wanted to let it go or keep pushing because I couldn't afford to tak

[Zevyn]I wouldn't have let her go even if she'd said yes.That was what Alma had failed to understand.I wanted her. Every fucking inch of her. I didn't care if that bastard was still in the picture... the bastard she still hadn't realized she was married to.I needed her.And she didn't need to know the reasons behind it.My fingers dug harder into her waist as I claimed her mouth roughly, almost hungrily. The second my lips touched hers, her body melted into mine so perfectly it made something dark tighten inside my chest. The way she arched against me like she'd been made to fit right here in my arms made my cock strain painfully against my pants.A slow needy moan slipped from her lips but I swallowed it whole, my tongue pushing deeper into her mouth as my fingers slid to that messy bun resting on top of her head.I growled low in my throat as my fingers tangled into the strands before loosening the knot completely. Her brown wavy hair spilled down her shoulders instantly, soft w

[Alma]My head snapped down on instinct as I stared at the hard, veiny, throbbing length between his legs. The realization hit me too late.“You… You’re not…” I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry as heat pooled low in my stomach. “You don’t have a condom on.”A low, almost amused growl rumbled from his throat, like what I said barely registered. His eyes didn’t leave mine.“Princess,” he rasped, voice dark and steady, his gaze burning straight through me. “I’m fucking clean. I should be worried about you—you have—”“I’m clean too.” The words spilled out before I could stop them, sharper than I intended. My chest rose and fell too fast. “I’ll get a morning-after pill.” I bit the words out, trying to steady myself.His fingers tightened around my waist immediately, firm, controlling, as he slowly lowered me closer to his length. Not rushed. Not hesitant. Certain.If anything, he looked… satisfied by my answer. His throat bobbed once, and something unreadable—something possessive—dar