All Chapters of 100 Days With My Nemesis: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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~030~ THE DINNER FROM HELL PT. II

NORA The table falls into a stunned silence. Tasha's face turns an ugly shade of red.She lets out a strained laugh. "Excuse me?"Marcellus calmly removes the cherry pit from his mouth and places it neatly on the edge of his plate."Did I stutter?"The silence grows heavier. Tasha grips the stem of her wine glass so tightly that her knuckles turn white."That's a disgusting accusation," she snaps.Marcellus nods thoughtfully, as if considering her words. "You're right," he says.Relief drifts across her face for a nanosecond. Then he continues."It would be disgusting... if it weren't true."A few gasps rise around the table.Tasha's mouth opens and closes like a fish. Her husband's face turns purple. He slams his napkin onto the table and stands up so fast that his chair scrapes loudly against the floor."Unbelievable," he mutters, then storms out of the dining room without looking back.Tasha shoots Marcellus a murderous glare, her hands shaking as she grabs her clutch. Then

~031~ HOTTER THAN RAMEN

NOVA I swallow hard, picturing a plate of spicy ramen. The kind that is loaded with chili oil, different kinds of peppers, garlic, and that deep, rich broth that burns in the best way. The kind that makes your lips tingle and your body warm from the inside out. The kind you can't stop eating even when it's too hot.I start salivating.My thighs press together harder. Marcellus must feel it because his fingers flex against my skin.I can't do this.I can't sit here while he touches me like this in front of everyone. I shoot to my feet so fast that I startle everyone.Every single head turns toward me. The organizer pauses mid-sentence, blinking in surprise."Mrs. Gregory?" he says, smiling politely even though confusion lingers on his face. "Do you have something to say?"My brain completely blacks out for a second. I clear my throat, trying to look composed even though my face is on fire."I just..." I start, forcing a smile. "I just really like the idea of creating a dish tha

~032~ RAVAGED

NORA The second the elevator doors slide open, Marcellus doesn't give me a chance to catch my breath.He carries me down the long corridor towards our suite. Every few steps, he stops to kiss me harder against the wall or a pillar, the feel of his lips against mine driving me crazy.By the time we reach our door, I'm dizzy.He manages to swipe the key card with one hand while still holding me up with the other. The second the door clicks open, he kicks it shut behind us and slams me against it.He sucks on my tongue, then bites my bottom lip hard enough to make me shiver before soothing it with another messy kiss."Fuck, I've been thinking about this all night," he mutters against my lips, his voice hoarse. I whimper when he drags two fingers against my folds, through my panties.“Mmm," he says. "You’re dripping."He carries me further into the suite and sets me down in the middle of the large bedroom. His eyes are dark, almost black with lust as he moves back."Take it off,

~033~ RAVAGED PT. II

NORA This angle... oh my god. He's so deep I can barely breathe. When he starts thrusting up into me, I can see the way his rod disappears inside my dripping cunt. One of his hands slides up to wrap around my throat while the other reaches down to rub my swollen clit. I think I'm drooling at this point, bouncing on his dick. "Fuck, look at you," he moans against my ear, his voice seductive. "So perfect." My body convulses as I squirt around his cock again. It feels like a bloody seizure. Mars chuckles, holding me through it as my toes stretch and curl, my thighs vibrating. "That's it," he rasps. "Come for me again. Soak my cock like a good girl." I'm still catching my breath when Marcellus pulls out of me. He doesn't go far. Instead, he shifts us so he's lying on his back against the pillows. Then he pulls me on top of him, guiding me until I'm straddling his waist. His swollen cock rests heavily against my stomach, his hands settling on my hips. "Look at me," he urg

~034~ WILD GOOSE CHASE

NORA I must have blacked out. The last thing I remember is screaming at the top of my lungs and scrambling backwards so fast that my feet slipped on the tiles. Then... nothing.When I slowly come to, I'm lying sideways on the bed in the most awkward position possible. One of my legs is dangling off the edge, my upper body twisted, and my head is hanging dangerously close to the floor. I'm completely naked except for the thin sheet that somehow got tangled around one thigh.I hear the door open, followed by the soft patter of footsteps. Then I hear a low, familiar voice."...Nora?"I don't even have time to react. I'm suddenly slipping off. My life flashes before my eyes.In the next second, strong arms catch me, lifting me back onto the mattress before I can crash headfirst onto the floor.I gasp, my eyes flying open. My body jerks in panic as I scramble backwards."Hey—hey, it's me," Marcellus says quickly, his hands steady on my arms. "It's just me, little wolf."My heart is d

~035~ BATTLE LINES

MARCELLUS "Is that Florence?" Nora whispers.I glance up immediately. Even from this distance, I'd know that posture anywhere.What the fuck?My chair scrapes against the floor, and Nora jumps slightly."Mars?"I'm already moving. I cross the suite in seconds and yank open the balcony door.The woman looks up and our eyes meet. Even from three floors above, I see the exact moment she realizes I've seen her. Her face goes white, then she runs."Florence!" I growl.But it's too late. She has disappeared behind the hedge.Nora is already on her feet, hurrying over to me as I swear under my breath."What happened?""I'll be back," I tell her.I don't wait for an answer. I grab my keys and head for the door. My pulse is hammering by the time I reach the elevator.Because Florence isn't supposed to be here. She should be in New York.The elevator feels too slow. By the time I reach the garden and round the hedge where I'd seen her, she's gone. There's not even a trace of her being the

~036~ THE GAMBLE

MARCELLUS Nora is looking at me like she's deciding whether to kiss me or kill me. I think I'm addicted to that expression of hers.Holding her gaze, I down the entire juice and set the glass down with a soft click.Nothing happens.I smirk. "Still alive, love. Disappointed?"Her eyes narrow, but there's a spark of amusement in them. She rocks her hips slowly, grinding her heat against my already hard cock. I hiss through my teeth as she presses down just right, making me swell even more."If I find out that you really did mess with me," she whispers, leaning in so her lips brush my ear, "you'll be in big trouble."I groan, my hands flying to her hips, gripping them hard as I thrust up against her, chasing the friction.Every fucking time she's around me, I get horny like a bloody teenager."Yes, your highness," I rasp, the words melting into a low moan.She smiles, wicked and beautiful, and keeps rolling her full hips in slow, torturous circles. The pressure is perfect. It's jus

~037~ LOST ON YOU

NORA The pest control worker scratches the back of his neck, glancing between Marcellus and me. “The cockroach job, ma'am. The client wanted them released alive, then removed before the hotel noticed. Weird request, but I've seen stranger stuff."My stomach sinks. "What?"Marcellus takes a slow step forward. "I have absolutely no idea who you are."The man frowns. "Sir, come on. We spoke yesterday.""I've never seen you before."The confusion on the man’s face changes to annoyance. "You paid cash. You specifically asked us to use cockroaches because—" He scratches his beard, trying to recall. "—because your wife was terrified of bugs”The pavement feels unsteady beneath my feet now.I slowly turn towards Marcellus. He looks just as confused as I feel. I realize now that it’s all an act."Nora—""No." My voice trembles. "You knew. You knew I was scared of cockroaches. And now this man is saying you hired him.""I didn't."The worker pulls a folded paper from his pocket. "I

~038~ LOCKED IN A DAZE

NORA By the time I reach the clinic, my lungs burn and my legs feel like lead. The automatic doors slide open with a soft hiss, releasing a wave of sharp antiseptic that stings my nose. A nurse spots me immediately. "Mrs. Gregory?" I nod, still gasping for breath. She points towards a quiet corner. "Your husband is over there." I follow her gesture and freeze. Mars sits alone on the examination bed, elbows resting loosely on his knees, his hands dangling between them. His usually impeccable hair is messy from the wind. He doesn't look injured. He just looks... dazed. A paramedic crouches in front of him. "Sir? Can you tell me your name?" Mars blinks slowly, staring at some invisible point on the linoleum floor. I clench my fist slowly. The paramedic tries again. "Do you know where you are?" Mars lifts his head a fraction. His blue eyes drift around the room, hazy, as if he's only seeing everything for the first time. "...Vegas," he mumbles eventually. "Good," the

~039~ MIRROR, MIRROR, ON THE WALL

MARCELLUS I stand exactly where she left me, staring at the door. Her words keep echoing in my skull.'You made me question my own sanity.'It feels like there's a piece of broken glass wedged deep into my heart."...Fuck."I scrub both hands over my face, my breathing ragged.She thinks I'm lying. She thinks I'm manipulating her again. Maybe I deserve that.But I don't know what the hell just happened.There's a black, yawning void where hours of memory should have been.I feel sick to my stomach. Air. I need air.I turn abruptly and walk to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. The bright overhead lights sting my eyes, reflecting harshly off the polished marble. I grip the cool edge of the sink and stare into the mirror.A stranger stares back.My breathing grows shallow and progressively weaker."...No."Not again.This had happened before. Years ago, I lost two hours. Then twenty-three missing minutes. Then an entire afternoon was erased. Every time I'd searched for

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