"St... Stay away" Her voice trembled in fear as he leaned closer, invading her personal space. His palms were pressed against the wall, caging her in his embrace while her tiny fists were making futile attempts to push him back. "So, you want me to go out to satisfy my needs when I have a beautiful wife at home?" His thumb stroked her lips, his eyes fixated on them, unyielding and hungry. "But you made it clear that your heart belongs to someone else and our marriage is nothing but an agreement" her heart throbbed with pain as she thought about it. After the horrific and pitiful past, all she yearned was for a man who could understand and love her but destiny has bestowed her a devil for a husband. "That's true" he cocked his head "But we don't love every chic we fuck. Do we?" His callous words shattered Roseline's world. All she wanted was to cry on her fate! Her pain was evident through her eyes but this didn't stop him from having what he wanted! ~•~•~•~ In an unexpected twist of fate, Orphan Roseline finds herself in a contract marriage with a ruthless Billionaire, Vincenzo De Luca. On the first night, she gets to know that he has married her on purpose, and the doors to his heart are securely guarded. He has money, looks, and fame but not the love which she has craved her whole life. She has an infectious laugh, he never graced his lips with a smile. She follows her path, he demands unwavering obedience. She is sympathetic, he is cold-hearted. Their personalities are worlds apart, yet both harbor secrets concealed behind their respective facades. Will Roseline be able to make her space in his heart or would she be cast aside once his hidden purpose is fulfilled? ~•~•~•~•~ Warning : Story contains mature content, light BDSM and dominating ML.
My palms flew and pressed against my mouth but my bad luck was that I cannot take back the word that slipped past my lips. My eyes why don't I in horror as I braced myself for his anger?
His toned body leaned over me and when I thought he is going to shout at me he flicked his finger against my clit once again.
His other hand rolled up my shirt, and in one Swift move he hooked his thumb in the cup of my bra, pulling it down, leaving my bosoms bare to his eyes.
Before I knew it I felt his warm, wet mouth wrapped around my nipple which again earned a moan from me.
I could feel a jolt of electricity running through my entire body, goosebumps rose over my skin.
I moaned again this time louder when he did the same thing with the other nipple, sucking pulling, and nibbling it.
I jolted again when his finger moved down my slit and entered me while his thumb caressed my clit in a slow, circular motion.