Bonds

Chapter 40

-Alex’s POV-

My hands wrapped around her neck, caging her against the wall. Her lust filled out stared back at me and it took everything in me not to tear her pretty little dress and take her against the wall but she had always been my temptation, my weakness. “F*ck me,

Alex.

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I let out a growl grinding my teeth, “Silver.” It came out as a warning but I knew she wouldn’t listen, “I dare you. You know you want to. F*ck me Alex.”

Like that, every restraint slipped and I smashed my lips on hers. My claws extended, ripping her dress off her and she let out a gasp as my lips latched to one of her nipples. I bit down hard just the way she liked it.

“Alex please.”

“Please what, Silver?”

My lips moved to the seconds, drawing the second bud into my hungry mouth, “Say it. Tell me exactly how you want it.”

“I want you to… F*ck.” She gasped out when my second hand slipped between her legs.

“Use your words, Silver.”

“F*ck me. Please. I want you to f*ck me.”

I released her, turning her around. She arched her back towards me and then without warning, pulled out my dick and slammed

into her.

A bone–rattling crack of thunder split the sky, the sound echoing through the mansion like a gunshot. Rain lashed against the windows, the wind howling like a banshee outside. I flinched, the sudden noise jolting me out of the unsettling memories that had been swirling in my head,

Those fragmented visions of Maya, the way she used to look at me- they’d been plaguing me for days ever since my visit to Adrian. His threats, laced with venomous hate, still hung in the air: “Watch your steps, Alex. Once I’m out, you’ll pay for everything you took from me.”

Taking a swig of my whiskey, I stared out the window at the relentless downpour. The Adrian I knew was long gone, consumed by a darkness that I woke up and walked with every single day of my life. His threats held no weight with me. He was getting exactly what he deserved for the life he took from me, the life he shattered.

into the plush armchair closing my eyes then I felt her presence, “I was actually going to say a prayer of thanks to the Moon Goddess.

of saying you missed me, you aren’t scoring any points,” she sniped,

sigh escaping my lips. Getting rid of her wouldn’t be difficult – I had that power. But Miranda, despite her sharp tongue and manipulative ways, had proven to be a

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the polished marble floor. Without asking. she poured herself a generous amount of whiskey, then perched herself on the edge of the bed

brings you

she countered, her voice laced with a sweetness that didn’t reach her eyes. The way

eyes for a moment, a silent battle of wills. My bored stare met hers, as cold and calculating

to jail,” she finally said, breaking the silence. “If you ask me, they should’ve never

satisfaction. I simply took another sip of my whiskey, the amber liquid burning a

my disinterest, she dropped the glass on the nightstand with a sharp crack. Her playful demeanor vanished,

piqued my curiosity, but only slightly. The tangled web of relationships between Miranda and her brother had always been

I asked,

sat up straighter, her posture rigid.

this was interesting. A slow smile spread across my face, genuine amusement replacing my earlier boredom. “Why in the world would I involve myself with your brother’s company? What use is he

hurt to Ivan hurts Amaya too. Last I heard, Daniel Stone’s company was on the verge of collapse.

of the reasons I liked her. It didn’t matter that she was the daughter of a multimillionaire. She had always believed in the power of hard work so I knew whatever happened to either of their companies would have little or no significant effects on her finances but still a cold, simmering rage burned in my

For a moment, her carefully constructed facade seemed to slip, revealing a flicker of genuine surprise. But it was fleeting, replaced by a steely determination as she quickly regained

“Only a blind person wouldn’t see

her.”

burned a warm path down my throat. “Affection? Like I have told you before, she is nothing to me. I

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the inside but I enjoyed watching as the color drained from her face. I set the glass down with a decisive clink, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. Rising from the armchair, I took a slow, deliberate step towards her, my movements measured and predatory. She instinctively backed away, her

Miranda,” I said, my voice low and dangerous, “let’s get one thing straight. Your little games, your manipulative tactics- they don’t work on the. I see through them clearer than

challenge that sent shivers down her spine, I could see it in her eyes. Caging her with my body, I reached

barely a whisper. Warm breath tickled her cheek, sending a tremor through her body. “I, Alex, move the pieces on this chessboard,” I said, each word dripping with icy dominance. “And Amaya, for all her supposed importance, is nothing

hands balled into fists at her sides, the urge to lash out evident. But she knew, as well as I did, that a fight here wouldn’t benefit her. Not against me. With a strangled gasp, she nodded curtly,

did I release my hold, a satisfied smirk playing on my lips. Miranda stumbled back, gasping

me, I have a business empire to run but first lie back

gaze snapped to

the reasons I kept her around and my memories of Anaya had