Semua Bab HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION(An Erotic Billionaire Romance): Bab 41 - Bab 50

Alaric’s POV: I didn’t say anything in response, I just fixed her with an indifferent stare, hoping that she would actually see that I was way past my limit already.She tutted, narrowing her eyes at me as she shook her head. “Ten years and it’s still the same damn reaction, Alaric.” Her voice was a whisper. “I wonder what this wife of yours would say if she saw you now. This look in your eyes…” She trailed off.And then she grinned, letting out a weird laugh.One would describe my mother as bipolar, but that wasn’t the term I would use to describe her. Damaged was more like it.“You handsome, devilish son of mine… Scheiße. You think you’re clever.”“Ma—”“You married her to shut me up, didn’t you?” I froze. I knew that she would figure it out sooner, but hearing her say it with that smile on her face… it couldn’t be good. “You married her so I would stop talking about Clarissa.”I flinched, but she was looking away now, so she didn’t notice. “Well, now I have to see her.” Her voi

Meadow’s POV: A lady had come out of the passenger seat, and she had a shy smile on her face as she leaned back into the car to talk to someone inside—Alaric..She had on a short, tailored dress, chic and business casual. Her dark hair was slicked back into a ponytail. And she was pretty.Very pretty. The kind that made your stomach twist, even if you had no reason to be jealous.I swallowed.I knew what this marriage was, and I knew what it wasn’t. But there was nothing that could prep me for the hit to my ego when the man that I’d been pining over—no. Horny over—was bringing another woman to the house.Was she supposed to be my replacement? Someone prettier and less complicated who probably wouldn’t even need to be asked if she was ‘ready’?I stood, a bitter taste in my mouth as I prepared to walk back into the house, away from all this.But then the driver’s door opened. And it wasn’t Alaric who stepped out of the car.It was Trip, his bodyguard.The breath that I hadn’t realized

Meadow’s POV: My knees buckled on the spot. If Alaric wasn’t holding me firmly, I would’ve fallen to the ground. More heat pooled between my legs and I couldn’t stop myself from leaning against him—my back to his firm chest.“Your confidence is thin, Meadow,” he continued roughly. “But it’s okay, because I’m going to remind you who you are, over and over, until your body stops flinching at the thought of being worthy.”His fingers began to inch toward my center, sleeves rolled up, his tattooed hand flat against my stomach, and I held my breath in anticipation of what was coming.Alaric slowly dragged his eyes to meet mine in the mirror the exact same moment his finger brushed over my clit.“Oh!” I gasped, nearly jerking out of my skin from how electric that had felt.“Scheiße.” The German word was a low growl, and it turned me on in a way that I could never explain. I’d only recently found out that he had German roots, and now…I didn’t know what it meant, but I wanted him to speak l

Meadow’s POV: I had on a midnight blue, off-shoulder dress with a sweetheart neckline that cinched my waist and flowed downward. It also had a thigh-high slit.This was more… regal, and with the way Alaric was looking at me, it had to be seductive as well.Or maybe he was just hyper aware of the fact that I was wearing nothing underneath, just like I was hyper aware of the fact that I was straddling the firm muscle of his leg, my bare center right on his thigh.“Alaric…” My voice cracked, my body already trying to grind without permission.“Problem, baby?” His voice was smooth as butter as he reached for my hair, releasing it from its knot so it fell down my back. His eyes darkened. “That’s more like it. Velvet’s a deadly fucking weapon on you, Meadow.”I swallowed, shifting forward on his thigh. This way, my knee grazed his bulge, and a gasp escaped my mouth when I felt how thick and hard he was through the fabric.Alaric groaned low. “Careful, love. Don’t wanna tempt me, do you?” H

Alaric’s POV:“What?” she sputtered.The look on Juniper’s face right now was fucking priceless. “What do you mean you’re my brother-in-law?”“I mean,” I drawled, hardening my stare. “I’m married to your sister. Meadow.”I waited for that information to sink in, not looking away from her even as she stared down at the table like she was trying to understand what was going on.“You’re…” Her voice cracked. “You’re lying. You can’t be married to Meadow. There’s no fucking way. She was in love with Tyler and—”“You thought she’d be miserable?” I cut in as something roiled in my chest. “Yes!” she gritted out, rising to her feet as well. “Tyler broke her heart. I made sure of it. So don’t think you can come in here and spit fucking lies, expecting me to believe that Meadow would be married to—” She let out a bitter laugh. “They gave me a higher dosage today, didn’t they? Might be why I’m hallucinating this shit.”I let a full minute pass by without saying anything. The fact that Meadow had