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.

kiss, I seized the opportunity to clarify, “It’s… it’s

“So, you’re using him?”

in the most peculiar ways, yet

needed to get out of here, pronto. So I played

Bryant slightly loosened 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

having feelings for Mark. We hadn’t even laid eyes on each other for three years while

replying, “Mark and I

drunk at a

Mark would get dragged

Bryant looked down, “Really?”

everyone’s messy like you and Margaret?”

Chapter 90

me with a serious look, “There’s nothing between her

“Bry! Bry!”

knew all too well, echoed from outside, getting closer,

like she was on a mission to catch him in the

a mix of sarcasm and bitterness, “She seems

vaguely recalled how Margaret declared her territory right after our

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

like now, utterly