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.

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?”

conclusions in the most peculiar ways,

So I played along.

Bryant slightly loosened his

gaze was dangerously flirtatious as his thumb traced my lips, then wandered

each other for three years while he

replying, “Mark and

time Bryant got Mark drunk at a bar, I needed

would get dragged

Bryant looked down, “Really?”

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

Chapter 90

a serious look, “There’s nothing between her

“Bry! Bry!”

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

was like she was on a mission

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

declared her territory right after our third

the audacity to look me in the eye and claim he only gave her that necklace as

now, utterly