All Chapters of A Scandal With Mr. Nightwood: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

“Zayne, let me go, dammit. Stop using intimacy to hide your flaws, dammit!” I yelled, struggling under the tie but he did not let me move an inch.“No.” Smirking darkly, he placed his palm on my thigh, pressing it down on the mattress, “Let me enjoy this sight a little more.”“Asshole! Stop lying to me again and again. Be honest with me for once. Let me go, I don’t like this!” I hissed, glaring at him.Hoping my yelling would bring a shift in him but to no avail. My voice merely served as an increase in his dark intentions.“You don’t?” He gave my thigh a firm squeeze, giving a mocking tilting, “Are you sure?”My wrists burned against the bound, my body involuntarily reacting to the heat he had decided to induce in me, but resistance was nothing compared to the heat of Zayne’s body.Him pressing me into the mattress worked on me like a dark spell that caused me to twist beneath him in order to escape.My heart beats began to amplify, hating the heat surging me along with the unwanted

ZAYNE’S POV******************Why wasn't she comprehending the depth of my emotions? Frightening her was never my intention. But, my unstoppable desires had worsened things. Panic control me, and I ended up repeating the same fucking mistake: Caging the only soul that held me to sanity. By midnight, the room was suffocating, exactly where we had left off. Kristine was on the bed, her wrists freed but her eyes stared into the abysmal darkness. Beside her, I was on the ground, hugging my knees.Staring, I was waiting for a reaction, for a word, for a single breath that would tell me I hadn't completely fucked up. “Kristine…” I pleaded, my voice was a pathetic sound. “Say anything. Scream at me, curse me. Just talk to me.”For a long, agonizing moment, she remained motionless. Letting the words hang heavily.Gradually, our eyes locked and nothing else existed in the moment. The ache flickered in her silver orbs before releasing a detached voice.“How easily you said it wasn’t love

“—Don’t bring her. Don't punish her for what I did.” What the fuck?The cruel, dark amusement was entirely murdered out by distressful anticipation of Dorian's statement. Did he really think I was going to physically harm her?My obsession was malicious, I agree. But, despite knowing my love since the beginning, he failed to understand.“You think I would lay a finger on her, huh?” I growled, closing the distance between us until we were chest-to-chest, glaring right into his soul.“She is my wife, Dorian. My woman. I worship her, from the very beginning, you have seen my devotion to her yourself.”“Then why this revenge?” He hissed, almost powerless.“My target is your bond. Not my marriage.” I enunciated strictly, adjusting my cuffs.“If I have to lose my family then you must lose yours too.” Dorian blinked, a mixture of intense relief and dread coming to his face.“But, Zayne, she's drowning—”I punch the table outrageously.“She is drowning because you don't let her belong to me!

The crushing weight of Dorian’s rejection followed me all the way to Antler’s doorstep. My hands were still shaking as I rang the bell, the world blurring into a haze of heartache until I was with him.“How could he do this to me, Antler?” I whimpered, letting out soft cries, clutching a pillow against my chest.“I honestly don’t blame him, Kristine. Dorian’s return had caused an immense shift in the underworld.” Antler sat beside me, his posture rigid but his gaze remarkably soft, pushing a glass of water towards me.“Things are extremely chaotic right now, and his ‘precious asset’ is in an extreme state of vulnerability. He will soon be forced to make a definitive decision.”I shouted wretchedly, slamming the pillow down, the tears I held back began to roll down unstoppably. “That doesn’t mean he will send me away so ruthlessly, Antler!” My sob and yelling caused him to soften more. His eyes narrowed, hand slowly extending to rest on my shoulder for comfort.“I agree his method w

But even as our lips met again, I sensed the last threads of her resistance which I must erase. “You…” Her body arched into me, yet her hands trembled against my chest, pushing and pulling in the same breath, unsure what to do.“You are doing this again, Zayne. Using sex to distract me…”“No. I am not, Kristine. I swear I am not. Not this time.” I pulled away slightly, my lip still attached to hers.But my hands gripped her elbow tightly with a desperation I failed to hide. “Right now, I just want you to realize my feelings. To understand my desperation. Please, let me.” My lips quivered, kissing her again, and again, but it wasn’t enough.Nothing was. Not anymore.She gasped against my mouth, turning her face slightly to break our kiss, “But, this doesn’t fix anything. You can’t just—”I silenced her by pressing my index finger on her lips while my other hand slid up her side, fingers tracing the curve of her waist.“Shhh…I’m not trying to fix it either,” I murmured, lips brushin