Chapter 89

AYLA

“M—More.” It’s my voice.

And the woman lying underneath on the bed is undeniably me.

In the video, he trails kisses down my bare shoulders, his hands roaming my sides with reckless abandon.

Heat spreads in my cheeks as I watch his lips meet mine. He silences my moans, while his hands continue their venture, touching me in spots no man has ever dared to touch me before.

Instead of losing my mind, I find my eyes glued to the screen. Surprise and confusion mix, making me unable to feel anything else.

He leans back and removes his shirt in the video. The lights are turned on in the room, recording everything clearly.

My sultry moans, his hands on my skin, our lips meeting as he moves one step further towards taking me.

“T—Turn this off.” I stutter, my heart drowning.

“Tsk.” He clicks his tongue and turns the screen off.” what will Daddy dearest think once he sees you getting f**d by his mortal enemy, Kitten?”

The world revolves before my eyes as I search for words. The way I acted in this video—It’s like I was not me. It was someone else—a woman begging to be touched and pleased unlike me who gets scared at the thought of intimacy.

Does alcohol actually work that well?

“|—”

“Ayla Rossi.” Massimo runs a forefinger down my cheek.

I flinch, drawing my head away from him. I am not the same woman in the video anymore. I am back to my usual self. His touch scares me. It makes me sick and pushes me to make a run from him.

His brows lift as he directs his gaze towards the hand hanging in the air.

throat hurts, and clogs. ” How—How

couldn’t let you deny our great night together,

My voice rises while I lift my hand to slap him across his

“Come on, Dear Wifey. Do you have to

lips is chilly. It makes me

would he do this

I ask, swallowing

They wanted to bring my Dad down. They wanted to hurt him. Until now,

in a time that has

dilemma again. Why?

Chapter 89

” Massimo looks down at me,

breathe, but it’s becoming hard

someone is pushing me into a grave and threatening to seal me inside, with

1 ball

my

to survive. I can not

to tell your Daddy that you love me and would never leave your husband,

courage I just gathered. Massimo has done everything in his power to make Dad uncomfortable. How can I even think about

will never do it. “I whisper, shaking

will.” He leans in, making me

want to use me to pi** my

so?” He laughs, icy and

heart sinks in the depths of my stomach. The

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you don’t mind if your Daddy watches you under me, begging to take the c**k of his

body beginning to tremble in fear and rage. ” how can you use

grips my chin and pulls me towards him. I

Don’t-”

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