Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

Sandro had no idea how to calm her down. However he let her unleash her anger which could possibly calm the woman who had been doing all her best to stare at every single possible invisible reason. She did not want to hold back now that Sandro had already kidnapped her and wanted to keep her confined, she took the golden opportunity to make him confess and to take him on a guilt trip so Sandro would blame himself and night let her go. “You know Sandro, it’s your illusion that you think you are the best. But you know?” She jerked his collars while the lady did not hold back in making him see her angry expressions. Elle was well aware that her tears and anger was his weak spot, or perhaps it seemed like that it was once and now that she saw Sandro claimed to be a changed person. She expected to see some reaction from him and that’s exactly what Sandro did, the man’s eyes widened and mixed expressions came and went on his face. ‘Is it working?’ Elle was not confident enough regarding her decision but she wanted to experiment, since he had already destroyed her life practically Elle wanted to ensure that he would get a lesson. Even though she had doubts precisely no proper conclusion or assumption about whether Richardson would accept her or not. Since she never told him about her past life and none of them inquired about that aspect of each other’s lives, which made the woman completely helpless. Elle did not want to lose Ricahrdson but she also had doubts about his reaction upon the whole damned matter, she was afraid whether he would believe in her or Sandro? After all they both were cousins and had strong family ties. What if Sandro played some game and took Richardson into his trap and the man would abandon her? Elle had so many unasked and unsaid questions which she could not voice out l, however Sandro had already played his part into driving both of them apart. “You think you can force your love on me like this? Do you really think you can have me by kidnapping me?” She jerked him back and pushed Sandro by placing her palms on his chest. The man was stronger in strength compared to her but at that moment Sandro had no energy to tackle her statements. He too deep down was well aware that they were true and every single word she said and spoke about his past was as much hurtful as he could even recall. He was genuinely guilty about hurting her but the method he chose to have Elle back was the worst, it was the main issue that pricked her and she was angry. Elle took so many months to get over him and then finally Richardson happened, the man made her feel secure and safe and accepted her as she was. “You will never have me, Sandro. Never! You know what’s the difference between you and Richardson?” Elle did not know that the very name would make him angry and without knowing the consequences of speaking the name, she ended up provoking him that Sandro plunged towards her. He carefully yet forcefully took her by forearms, his sudden reaction caught her off guard but the unexpected gentle handling moved Elle. Sandro looked deeply into her eyes and held the woman in one place while having her face close to him. He did not intend to scare her but what she just spoke hurt his ego that his beloved woman compared him to the man she was getting married to soon, well only if he would permit and let her go. “You know, bunny? I can take whatever you say and can endure whatever you will do, but you are not allowed to say any other man’s name from your lips which I once used to kiss.” After he finished his words his eyes travelled down on her face till the gaze reached her lips. Whereas Elle might have felt butterflies in the past upon the very same act but in that moment she struggled to get free from his embrace. Elle could feel her heart beating in her ears and her brain getting numb, but she did not want to give in to the temptation of the man in front of him. ‘No, no Elle! You can’t give in, he is the same devil who hurt you. You can’t let these stupid emotions intoxicate you.’ Her brain started to talk and rebel against the signals which her heart began to send. One thing was certain: the sight and the sensation which she got after every touch of Sandro initiated a battle between her mind and heart that she was unable to decide which one to hear. “You should be well aware that it boils my blood if you say any other man’s name from your mouth. You know how much I love you and want you, Elle but you still dare to do this to me.” Elle could not believe that Sandro was still unable to swallow one single fact that he did not love him now. She had moved on and did not want him in her life, the man kept on claiming his change and presenting his so called love. He released her one arm and reached for her cheek and brushed his knuckles on her skin, but he did not know that the woman in front of him was the same lady who did not learn to be submissive and feel defeated! Before Sandro could further lean in to kiss her without her permission and once again violating the rules in one single day, a loud thud sound resonated in the quiet room. If the walls could speak then they might have gone insane and silent upon the very sight, her finger marks were printed on his cheek as Sandro glanced at her unbelievably.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.