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.

presence, “I was actually going to say a prayer of thanks to the Moon Goddess. I thought you had finally given me a helping hand

of saying you missed me, you aren’t scoring any

slowly to face her, a weary sigh escaping my lips. Getting rid of her wouldn’t be difficult – I had that power.

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her high heels clicking rhythmically against the polished marble floor. Without asking. she poured herself a generous amount of whiskey, then perched

brings you here,

a woman come see her fiancé?” she countered, her voice laced with a sweetness that didn’t reach her eyes. The way she said “fiancé” sent a jolt of annoyance through me, grating

My bored stare met hers,

silence. “If you ask me, they should’ve never let her out in

to get a reaction, but today, I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. I simply took another sip of my whiskey, the

sharp crack. Her playful demeanor vanished, replaced by a steely

but only slightly. The tangled web of relationships between Miranda and her brother had always been a mystery to me. They seemed to exist in

asked, my

up straighter, her posture rigid.

boredom. “Why in the world would I involve myself with

him because he’s married to Amaya. A hurt to Ivan hurts Amaya too. Last I heard, Daniel Stone’s company was on the verge of

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 gut as she spoke Amaya’s name.

her carefully constructed facade seemed to slip, revealing a flicker of genuine surprise. But it was fleeting, replaced by a steely determination

growl. “Only a

her.”

an eyebrow, taking a deliberate sip of my whiskey and savoring the way it burned a warm path down my throat. “Affection? Like I have told you before,

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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

little games, your manipulative tactics- they don’t

gaze met hers, a cold challenge that sent shivers down her spine, I could see it in her eyes. Caging her with my body, I reached out and slowly, deliberately wrapped my hands around her throat. My grip wasn’t enough to cause serious

supposed importance, is nothing more than

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, her voice hoarse as

on my lips. Miranda

if you’ll excuse me, I have a business empire to run but first lie back and spread your

gaze snapped to mine,

I kept her around and my memories of Anaya had been leaving me