All Chapters of SIN WITH ME FOR JUST ONE NIGHT: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"I'm not going to fuck you, if that's what you think," he grits out. "I see you, I see your father. You're one in the same."My eyes narrow. "I don't believe you."I felt him the night of our wedding. I felt his desire beneath me, felt how readily his body reacted to mine.Had I asked him fuck me, I don't think he would have hesitated in doing so."And why not?" It feels like more of a threat than a question."Your cock is hard for me." I look down at the evidence presented right before me, long and thick and betraying his resolve. "You're attracted to me, and you hate it."A low growl rumbles through his throat, and suddenly I've been shoved against a wall, nearly knocking the breath out of me. He crowds me, grabbing my shoulders, pinning me harshly against its solid surface.I don't get the chance to retaliate. His hand seizes my throat, gripping tight enough to make his point very clear.I've walked a dangerous line, and I've taken it too far. He's remember who I am, who my father

The heavy oak doors of the dressing chamber creaked open ten minutes later. A young beta servant slipped inside, her simple gray gown whispering against the stone floor. “The Alpha grows impatient, my lady. He says he has waited long enough.”Seraphina’s stomach clenched. She wanted to bolt through the window, vanish into the misty pines that surrounded Blackthorn Citadel. But escape was impossible. Her father and his ruthless new wife would hunt her to the ends of the realm. They had made that threat perfectly clear.“Just… a moment more,” she whispered, voice hoarse. She wiped the tears from her flushed cheeks with the back of her hand and licked her dry lips. The metallic taste of fear lingered on her tongue as if she had already bitten it bloody.The servant bowed and quietly closed the door behind her.Seraphina stared at her reflection in the tall, gilded mirror. The wedding gown weighed at least twenty pounds—layers of crimson silk, black lace, and silver threading that shimmer

But instead, I rolled my hips again, slower this time. His head fell back against the booth, jaw tight, breath shallow."You’re going to regret teasing me like this," he warned. I looked into his ocean blue eyes, sharp and stormy, and my heart pounded so hard I swore he could hear it."Do I make you nervous, Principessa?" He asked again in a low accent.My bottom lip caught between my teeth as I tried to contain the moan threatening to escape. The heat between us was stifling. I hated how my body reacted to him, how my skin buzzed under his gaze, how my core tightened with every inch of closeness.I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Not when my pride was the only shield I had left.He leaned in, his breath brushing the shell of my ear, causing a shiver to race down my spine."You don’t have to say it," he murmured. "I can feel it.""We gonna keep this professional so you will call me, sir," he whispered, his nose grazed my jawline until I felt his lips softly glide against the skin on my nec

"I'm sitting right here!" I walked to the end of the table and sat down across from the boss's chair, my heels clicking sharply against the glossy floor, echoing like a challenge in the heavy silence of the conference room."I don't think you heard me!" Tessa stood up, her hands pressed flat on the polished conference table, knuckles whitening. She said each word with a sharp accent, "To your place! Now!" Her voice cracked like a whip, slicing through the awkward tension.I leaned back, folding one leg over the other, and looked at her coldly, my expression blank but my eyes sharp as glass. The atmosphere in the conference room was now at its worst, thick with anticipation and the unspoken tension of people too afraid to breathe too loud. Every gaze flitted nervously between us like spectators at a battlefield, knowing something was about to explode.Jenny looked down at the papers in front of her. She crossed her hands on the table, fingers twitching slightly as she shrank her should

Vladimir drove me to the beach, the car’s engine humming softly as it traced the winding road through the remote coastline. The beach here was so isolated and untouched that few people ever passed by, making it feel like a secret world just for us. We stepped onto the soft sand, cool beneath our feet as the sun began its slow descent toward the western horizon. The orange sunlight spilled across the sea’s surface, mingling with the gentle waves, creating a shimmering dance like a thin veil of gold gauze fluttering in the breeze.We walked side by side in silence, the only sounds the rhythmic crashing of the waves and the faint whisper of the sea breeze. Our footsteps left parallel imprints on the soft sand as we strolled slowly, like a real couple enjoying a quiet moment together. Suddenly, without warning, Vladimir slid his arm around my waist from behind, pulling me gently to a stop. The warmth of his touch was immediate and intimate.He turned toward me, his green eyes locking onto