Chapter 13: Tell me you love me

Anna woke up to the sound of the bedroom door opening and saw Adrian walking in. The moment Adrian entered the bedroom and saw Anna, a wave of remorse washed over him. He had totally forgotten about her. His gaze moved to the cuff chains on the bedpost and back to her wrist. ‘Fuck, how could he have forgotten about cuffing her?’ He approached the bed intending to explain to Anna why he left, but she suddenly got up and stood in front of him. Before Adrian could speak, she held out her hands and said angrily.

“Get your trash off my hands, and I'm out of your house. If you think I'm going to use the baby to get your attention, then be rest assured, I won't.” 

“What if I don't agree?” Adrian asked angrily; his eyes red shot. “It's my fucking sperm that's growing inside you!” he growled.

"Well, sorry to burst your bubbles; it's not your fucking sperm; you are not the only man in my life. I have many available sperm donors.” Anna yelled, and Adrian smirked menacingly, towering over her and saying.

“I was your first; don't tell me you went on a rampage after getting your virgin pussy popped?”

“What if I did?” the thought of other men touching Anna in places he had already touched her, snapped something primal in Adrian, and he carried Anna and threw her on the bed. 

“Ah,” Anna groaned on impact. "Are you crazy, Adrian!” she yelled as she began to sit up, but Adrian hovered over her in a swift manner, pinning her hands up with each hand as he began to kiss her roughly.

“Hmmm,” Anna let out a muffled groan when he bit her lower lips.

Knock

Knock

A few rounds of a knock at the door cause Adrian to pull away. He gripped Anna by the jaw and kissed her lips that were now swollen from his rough kiss and said,

“You are not allowed to leave this house till I decide what to do with the pregnancy.” He leaned in again and licked the bruise on her lower lips before getting off the bed and leaving Anna lying there weakly.

Adrian approached the door and opened it, and he came face-to-face with Helena, who entered the room before he could stop her.

“My love, your room is still the same...” Helena, who was looking in Adrian's room to see if there were any changes, frowned when her eyes landed on the prettiest woman she had ever seen in his bed. She suddenly developed a deadly hatred towards Anna. “My love, who is she?” 

Anna sat up the moment she heard Helena's voice. ‘Why was she still here and also referring to Adrian so informally, my love? She thought she was just a woman Adrian brought home to have fun with.’

“Cherry, this is Simona,” Adrian introduced.

“Simona, your contract wife?” Helena asked, purposely emphasizing the “contract wife.”

“Yes.”

“Why is she here in your bedroom? I thought you divorced her?” Adrian approached her and said,

“Cherry, why don't we talk about it later? Go down and have breakfast; I will join you soon.” Helena nodded with the most fake smile Anna had ever seen and said. 

“It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Simona. Thank you for securing my position as Mrs. Adams for me.” She said and approached the bed and extended her hand, knowing well Anna wouldn't shake her hand after what she had just said.

Anna rolled her eyes and got off the bed and entered the bathroom.

Helena looked after Anna as she walked toward the door with pure hatred in her eyes, but turned back to Adrian with the most pitiful expression and said,

“Adrian, did I mistakenly offend her in a way?” 

“Don't worry about her; come." Adrian pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead and said, “Last night was very stressful; you must be famished. Let's go down and have your breakfast. I will join you after a quick shower, okay?” Helena nodded, and they walked out.

Anna, seeing the both of them left, stripped off her clothes and went to shower.

Anna was foaming her face under the running showerhead when she felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist pulling her back into a firm body. She stiffened when she felt the intruder's erection press her ass. He was naked. Adrian traced his nose against Anna's shoulder and neck until he reached her ear and began rubbing his face on her. Anna bit her lips to suppress a moan as she arched her back, her head resting on Adrian's chest.

“Tell me to stop.” Adrian whispered into her ear, one of his hands cupping her breast and kneading it. He grazed his teeth on her ear when she didn't answer his question, he repeated. “Tell me to stop, or I'm going to fuck you hard till you become a whimpering mess; you don't want the little one to get hurt, right?”

“Fuck,” Anna moaned when Adrian's hand caressing her stomach began to trace down, stopping on her clit, and he pinched it. “Ahhh!” Anna moaned; her hips buckled when Adrian started rubbing her clit. He would pass his fingers through her pussylips, dangerously nearing her entrance, and come back to rubbing her clit. 

“You like it, right?” Adrian asked, thrusting his fingers into her pussy, and she spread her legs.

“Ahhh!” Anna moaned as her orgasm exploded through her, her legs turning weak with every thrust, while his thumb continued to rub her clit. Adrian wrapped his hand around Anna when he felt her pussy pulsating around his fingers. She was cumming. He withdrew his finger.

“No, Adrian…” Anna protested from the sudden emptiness when Adrian spun her around. She held his gaze for a brief second, her eyes moving down as she took in his naked Greek god body. 

Adrian pushed her against the wall, pinning her hands up as his fingers penetrated her pussy once again. He sealed her lips with his as he began thrusting into her, his thumb rubbing her clit. He pulled away from the kiss when they were both breathless.

“Tell me you love me,” he asked, his voice almost pleading. 

“No. I hate you, Adrian Adams; I wish I never met you," Anna said, resting her head on Adrian's shoulder when she cummed on his fingers that were still thrusting into her. 

“I will remember the words you said today,” Adrian said, pulling his fingers out of Anna when she came down from the heights of her orgasm, concealing the ache he felt deep inside his heart at her words. 

Anna shuddered at the intensity of Adrian's words; she would have believed he was hurt; if she didn't know him better, he was a devil with no emotions; if there was one, it was for Helena, his only heartbeat.

Smirking at Anna's reaction to his words, Adrian slipped his fingers that were glistening with Anna juice into his lips and licked the juice off his fingers like a dessert.

Anna shivered as she was pulled under the running water. Adrian reached for the shower gel and began to clean her. She remained still holding Adrian's gaze and allowing him to clean her.