When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 90

Here we went again.

His classic move-shutting me up with a kiss when the argument heated up.

Bryant gripped my chin, kissing me fiercely, urgently, his hands finding their way around. my waist, sending shivers down my spine.

I know if he kept this up, by the time I walked out that door, I’d look like I’d been through a

windstorm.

But what could I do?

He was domineering, overpowering in these moments, and the physical disparity between men and women is as wide as the Grand Canyon.

Unable to resist, I was aware Bryant preferred being yielded to. So, I tilted my head back and pleaded softly, “Bryant, please, not like this… I can’t show my face later…”

“Who are you showing it to? Mark?”

His voice was a husky whisper against my lips, oddly alluring even now.

this point, arguing would only make things worse. So, while reluctantly reciprocating his kiss, I seized the opportunity to clarify, “It’s… it’s nothing like that with him… It’s

“So, you’re using him?”

peculiar ways, yet I

here, pronto. So I played along. “If that’s how

Bryant slightly loosened his

me to breathe. His gaze was dangerously flirtatious as his thumb traced my lips, then wandered down my chest, waist, and thighs, his voice deep, “When did

having feelings for Mark. We hadn’t even laid eyes on each other for three years while he was overseas. Why on earth did Bryant think I was into

and

the last time Bryant got Mark drunk at a bar, I

would get dragged back

Bryant looked down, “Really?”

You think everyone’s messy like you and Margaret?” I couldn’t help

Chapter 90

me with a serious look, “There’s nothing

“Bry! Bry!”

voice, one both of us knew all too well, echoed from outside,

on a mission to catch him in

of sarcasm and bitterness, “She

her territory right after

eye and claim he only gave her that necklace as a comforting gift after

now, utterly