Chosen By The Lover's Constellation - Chapter 12: A Brief Walk With The (Future) Wife

WARNING: Mature Content; BDSM

“You are not afraid someone else might see you holding that?” he chuckled, amused that she even tried to lie. He can see through her excuses.

She dropped the book on a nearby table and started walking towards the door. “Fine, I won’t take it then,” she was all red as she conceded.

“I’m not saying you can’t learn,” he followed her. “You just need the right companion for it,” he said seriously.

She blushed, not able to tell if he is just teasing her or if he is serious about it. She made the mistake of looking back.

She was shocked at how close they are, she took a step back and find herself trapped behind the door and this giant of a knight.

“Then, I should ask around for someone to teach me in that department,” she said, trying to keep a straight face.

His eyes darkened, his bright gold eyes turning into dangerous murky gold. He placed his palm against the door, completely trapping her as he grinned.

“Do you wish to try that then, with someone, my queen?” if only she wasn’t clueless, she should have seen he wasn’t kidding.

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“Of course, I told you I am naturally curious. As a matter of fact, I’ll try that with someone as soon as we returned,” she continued with her lies and was interrupted only when he lunged forward and claimed her lips.

His hands were on her cheeks as he kissed her most passionately. Opening her lips to his tongue as he slides his tongue inside her mouth, tasting her and making her moan.

She felt scandalized by the sound she made so she tried to push him away. But he didn’t let her go, he grind his hips against hers rubbing his clothed cock with her still clothed but wet entrance.

Her skirt was lifted high as he made a thrusting motion, his hips gyrating with hers as their lower bodies rubbed together. The friction of the clothes they were still wearing brought her back as she said, “Don’t.”

He stopped when he heard her, then fixed her skirt and her hair, sniffing on her neck as he whispered, “If you really want to learn, I’ll be your partner, my queen. You need to learn from the best.”

She blushed and hurriedly opened the door running out of the castle and into the carriage. A smile formed on his lips as he looked at her panicked form climbing aboard her seat.

‎At just twenty, Christy Scott has lost everything. Betrayed by the people she trusted most, she’s left homeless, jobless, and barely surviving as a dancer in a strip club.‎‎Then Kendrick Black walks in, billionaire, emotionally ice-cold, and hiding a secret that could destroy his reputation. He offers her a deal: pose as his girlfriend for ninety days to kill rumors questioning his masculinity. For Christy, it’s survival. For him, it’s damage control. It’s supposed to be business. Nothing more.‎‎But living under Kendrick’s roof turns out to be more than she bargained for. His manipulative sister wants her gone. His childhood sweetheart plays a twisted game. And worst of all, her ex, the same man who crushed her heart, is now Kendrick’s driver, watching her every move.‎‎Just when Christy starts to find her footing, everything comes crashing down. A leaked video from her past blows up online. Her name, her dignity...shattered. In a desperate attempt to escape the media storm, she’s caught in a brutal accident.‎‎She wakes up in a stranger’s home...Kendrick’s best friend. And with him, the truth: she’s not just anyone. She’s the missing daughter of the powerful Lancaster family. And she’s carrying Kendrick Black’s child.‎‎Now the girl everyone once dismissed is coming back stronger. With fire in her eyes, a baby in her belly, and the truth at her back, Christy is no longer the victim. She’s the storm.‎‎But when the man who couldn’t protect her comes begging for her love, can she forgive him?‎‎Or will she become the bride who burns it all to the ground?

When her father passed away, her mother married into a large family. She thought it'll be a new beginning of her life, but it only brought her an substitute marriage to a disabled husband her step-sister didn't want.On the second day of their marriage, the noble and aloof man said indifferently, “Divorce or live as a widow, choose one.”She pulled off his suit pants and touched his firm and sexy thigh, “I choose the third option!”Latter, she used her medical skills to healing and saving people, including her disabled husband, who turned out to be a hidden billionaire!Nobles and celebrities sought medical advice, flocking to her like ducks.Those who humiliated her regretted it deeply, begging for mercy on their knees.The billionaire smiled proudly, “My wife is a treasure, only her husband knows it!”She rubbed her waist and gritted her teeth, “Didn't you say that you wanted a divorce and warned me to stay away from you?”

“You need a wife.” She said.“What makes you think that you are cut out to be my wife?” Oliver asked. The smug smile on his lips was the only indication that he didn’t find her suggestion offensive.“I am not like any of the other women you’ve been with before, Mr. Morton.” Seductively, she let her fingers draw patterns across his chest.“Ms. Sophia, are you aware that you’re playing a dangerous game?” He asked, capturing her fingers that were busily tickling the five o’clock shadow along his jawline.“I am.” But really, was she? But this was not the time to back out now. To second-guess herself. “But are you brave enough to play my game?” She dared, looking him directly in the eyes.Without giving him time to react, she kissed him.Damn!She knew she should stop. This man was her enemy, but her body wouldn’t let her.She missed this. Being wanted. Being desired. Being... No! Not love.This was not love.Oliver saw her as an object. A beautiful woman to conquer, nothing more.And she should feel the same way.No! She could not fall back into his charms. Armed with this realization, she busily let her other hand wander off until she felt it.The hard, metallic weapon that he put aside. Grabbing it, she immediately placed it on his temple, mimicking his action earlier.Then, she gradually pulled her lips away.“Are you gonna kill me now?” The great Mafia Don asked, but she could not see any trace of fear in his eyes as he stared at her. Only curiosity.“No, as I said, I’m not like the woman you’re used to. I know what I want, and I get it.” She said confidently, while slightly pushing her body harder against his.Damn! Her body still responded the same way to him, just as she remembered it.“And what do you want, Ms. Sophia?” He asked, lifting his hand to cradle her chin gently against his fingers. But he never attempted to remove the gun she had placed threateningly against his temple.The most feared man in the city just sat quietly, watching her.“As I said, marry me?”***Amelia Clarke might have been the curvy, nerdy girl who was constantly bullied and mocked by everyone, but she still won the heart of the Quarterback King. Oliver Lambert.But her happily ever after came to an end too soon.After four years of keeping their love affair a secret, she finally discovered that Oliver was not the man she thought he was.It turned out that he was the heir of the Morton Group and the next Mafia Don. Moreover, he was already engaged to a famous heiress.Now, Oliver’s father, the current Mafia Don, wanted her out of the picture. And he would do anything to finish the job.Leave Oliver, or he would make her and her family’s lives miserable.Give up the custody of her child, or the child would not see the light of day.Amelia tried to seek Oliver’s help, but the misunderstanding between them, plus Maximus manipulations, had already caused irreparable damage to their relationship.Left desperate and with no other option, she tried to run away with her family so she could protect her child. But the accident happened, taking the lives of her parents and unborn child.But was it really an accident?Left with nothing but a broken heart, she moved away.What started with love eventually turned to hate.What was once a promise of forever became a hunger for revenge.For six years, she lived with only one thing on her mind.To make her ex and his family pay.Motivated by vengeance, she returned as a completely different person.Amelia Clarke was dead. The chubby nerd was no more.In her place, Sophia Maddison was born. A supermodel and a promising entrepreneur.Her first agenda. Infiltrate the Morton’s business.Seduce the new Mafia Don. Oliver Morton.Marry him.Then, take everything that mattered to him. His business, his family, and even his child.***[Warning: Mature steamy content, moderate violence, and some inappropriate language]