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

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

lips. Getting rid of her wouldn’t be difficult – I had that

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Without asking. she poured herself a generous amount

brings you here,

didn’t reach her eyes. The way she said “fiancé” sent a jolt of annoyance through me, grating

My bored stare met hers, as cold and calculating as

she finally said, breaking the silence. “If you ask me, they should’ve never let her out in the first place. Trash like her belongs

clearly designed to get a reaction, but today, I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. I

with a sharp crack. Her

piqued my curiosity, 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 a constant state of love–hate, their

asked, my voice

straighter, her posture rigid.

A slow smile spread across my face, genuine amusement replacing my earlier boredom. “Why in the world would

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 collapse. If Ivan follows suit,

her finances but still a cold, simmering rage burned in my gut as she spoke Amaya’s name. Was it possible to feel such intense dislike for another human being? Miranda’s manipulative tactics were infuriating, but I had to admit, her logic was sound. Whenever Amaya was involved, whether

echoed, the single word laced with disbelief. For a moment, her carefully constructed facade seemed to slip, revealing a flicker of genuine

you care?” she pressed, her voice a low growl. “Only a blind person wouldn’t

her.”

whiskey and savoring the way it burned a warm path down my throat. “Affection? Like I have

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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

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 the rain

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

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 more than a pawn in my

urge to lash out evident. But she knew, as well as I did, that a fight

on my

to its usual calm. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a business empire to run but first lie back and spread

gaze snapped

around and my memories of Anaya had been leaving me so much on edge.