My Fake Husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

BELİNDAThe fire between us had already been ignited once.And this time, I had zero intention of putting it out.As he continued to devour my lips as if they were burning him, he pulled back for a split second."If you're going to stop, you'd better do it now."I did something much better than answering and crashed back onto the lips he’d just pulled away."Kiss me!"The first time, the thought of stopping him hadn't even crossed my mind until the door knocked. Now, I wasn't sure I could control myself at all."With pleasure," he murmured, biting and tugging at my lower lip with his teeth. My hands quickly reached for the buttons of his shirt.Ugh! Stripping him wasn't exactly easy while my legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, refusing to let go. My body and my brain were still at war. I managed to bypass my entire brain and let my body take the lead.I unclasped my locked legs and nudged him to put me down."What!" he gasped against my mouth. "If you're backing out, I'm going

DARIAN Fuck! Crazy woman! She was literally taunting me. "Surprise me!" I challenged. After a few strokes, my cock swelled, and as her head descended in slow motion, my skin tingled with lust. Right before her tongue slipped out, she looked up at me with those hazel eyes clouded with desire. She licked me slowly from the tip down to the base. I moaned. Fuck! I really thought staying away from her was a good idea, didn't I? It absolutely wasn't. I thought it would be easy to get her out of my system after fucking her. I was officially fucked. She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, wetting it as if she were prepping for a match. I ran my hands through her hair, fighting a war with myself not to forcefully shove my dick deep down her throat. I had no idea how she managed to make giving me a reward feel like a punishment. She was definitely playing a game. And what a game! She knew exactly how to drive me crazy so well that I felt like I was going to die

BELINDAI felt like a walking corpse, both tense and on the verge of losing my mind from anger.After storming out of Darian's room, I hurried to my own. I stripped off my clothes without stopping and bolted straight for the bathroom.Sex?Just sex?How dared he say that looking right at my face? I turned on the water and sat in the bathtub.Son of a bitch!Egotistical, arrogant prick!This time, the reason my temper flared so quickly wasn't my height or anything. It was flat-out Darian himself.It was my fault. It was my own stupidity to think he'd change his mind when he finally made a move after all that time.A loud noise broke out outside. He was pounding on the door like a debt collector.As if there was anything left to collect or give!I sank into the bathtub. I was sure he was foaming at the mouth because he couldn't get in with the door locked.Something knocked over. I jumped out of the water at the sight of Paspas stic

DARIANThe moment she stepped onto the stage, I pushed the noise of the entire crowd into the background. The corner I was sitting in had a perfect view of the stage. I was shrouded in darkness. I don’t know if she’d discovered this spot before, but her gaze found exactly where I was sitting.She couldn’t possibly see me. But she was looking as if she did."Welcome," she said, letting her eyes wander over the people. "It's a pleasure to see a bigger crowd every week."She was wearing a black, skin-tight, shimmering dress. While she stood facing the stage, the dress looked completely modest, but I had seen the deep low-back detail as she walked up..."Let’s have a great time," she said, turning back to the orchestra. The deep plunge of the back of her dress was fully revealed.A thunderous applause broke out. I don’t know how she managed to carry every dress so well with that tiny height of hers, but it was getting on my nerves.She sang a few upbeat songs in a row. Then she took a sh

MARCUSAfter my brother left, I headed inside. He was clearly scrambling; I’d never seen him quite like that. He looked calm enough on the surface, but his eyes looked like they were holding back an explosion.I wondered if he’d ever get over his trust issues, if he’d ever give his heart permission to love someone again.I sat down at the table.“What’d he say?” I brushed off Luke’s question. Orders came from the top, after all. My brother had said, “Don't tell them.”“Work stuff,” I said, reaching for my tea.He gave me a skeptical look but didn’t push it. “I’m saying we should drop a hint about this wedding business to Mom. Otherwise, these two are never getting together,” Rose said.“I think we should leave Mom out of it,” Luke countered.I agreed; getting her involved wasn't a good idea. After the Tina incident, my mother had stopped trying to have a say in my brother’s life.“I think our sister-in-law has a point. Why are you objecting?” I sh