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.

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 just for the design competition…

“So, you’re using him?”

most peculiar ways, yet I sensed

out of here, pronto. So I played along. “If

Bryant slightly loosened his

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 you stop

feelings for Mark. We hadn’t even laid eyes on each other for three years while he was overseas. Why on

frowned, replying, “Mark and I have nothing going

Mark drunk at a bar, I needed to set

get dragged back into this

Bryant looked down, “Really?”

like you and Margaret?” I

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look,

“Bry! Bry!”

voice, one both of us knew all too well,

was on a mission to catch

with a mix of sarcasm and bitterness, “She seems to know your every move. How is that

recalled how Margaret declared her territory right after our

me in the eye and claim he only gave her that necklace

like now, utterly