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His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE.
CRUZ’S POV. I flipped her over, her back facing me as she knelt on the bed. All I needed to hear was the plea in her voice and I got just that. I slammed my cock into her even before she could balance herself and heard her let out a screech. I wanted to cause her pain. Not because I hated her but because I wanted to fill every part of her mind. The painful part. The good part. The bad part. Any part at all that existed. I continued to bang her, holding her waist firmly with my hands. I thrusted as fast as I could, barely giving her a chance to breathe. She let out moans, her loud moans echoed in the room. I clutched her hair with my left hand, pulling her head backward. I watched her gasp for breathe as she called out my name. I paused a bit letting her catch her breathe then thrusted in fiercely snatching the oxygen from her abruptly. “Oh!” She moaned, her legs shaking so bad that I feared that they would give up on her and crash into the bed, but she seemed stronger than she loo
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR.
ELEANOR’S POV. What do you do when you find yourself gradually getting drawn to someone? When they are all you think about when you wake up? When they are the last thing that lingers on your mind when you go to bed? Tell me, what such thing would be called. Because right now, I needed some answers. I needed someone to tell that I wasn’t falling in love with this Wolf. I needed someone to tell that it all had to be some kind of hormones. Or maybe it had to do with his good cock, and the amazing sex. Whatever it was, I knew I had to snap out of it. I was just a pretend bride. It was nothing serious. It was never going to be something serious. It was only going to ever be about sex. Revolved around sticking his huge cock in my tight pussy. All about his orgasm and mine. Not love. I doubted that Alpha Cruz was capable of ever loving anyone. Arghh! I groaned softly, squeezing my eyes shut, silently wishing that the thoughts would leave my mind. You shouldn’t fall in love with him
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE.
ELEANOR’S POV. Please fuck me! These words screamed inside my head, threatening to slip down my tongue but I held it in, bitting onto my lower lip. The shock lingered on even after he withdrew his finger and I almost wished he didn’t. I craved his touch. “You want to say something?” He asked, and I shook my head in denial. That asshole! Trying to tempt me with words, and the way he licks his lower lip. “Use your words, El.” I heard him say, and I gulped down the words. Use your words, El. Those were the very words he would say every single time he was about to fuck my brains out, and right now I wished he would. “No.” I responded, and watched his expression change to that of a questioning one. “I mean, I don’t have anything to say.” I add and swallowed another lump of saliva. He nodded in response. I watched him fiddle with the cutlery before he dropped it down to look back at me. “You look pretty today.” He said with a grin. “I guess my cock is doing a good job on you.” H
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX.
CRUZ’S POV. I landed few knocks on her door as I tried to put my patience under check while waiting for her to shove it open. But there was hardly a response so I knocked again. Same thing. It was like she knew that I was here to scold her. Like the air had really warned her of my presence. “Open this door, Eleanor.” I yelled against the door, twisting the knob as my patience slowly faded, leaking like a gas cylinder left on but unlighted. I heard no response again. “El!” I groaned. “Please go.” Came her words. She sounded pissed about something. Her voice low and laced with pain. It sounded as though she was crying and just the thought of that was enough to light some more fire on my brimming rage.My heart wrenched at thought that it might have something to do with me. Because I knew that I was capable of hurting someone especially a sweet soul like herself.Did I? Was it because of what happened back at the table? I was confused. I had a lot of questions to ask myself. But
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN.
CRUZ’S POV. Even as I stared at the necklace I asked the black-haired lady to box up, Eleanor’s words last night played again and again in my head. She had confessed her love to me, she was bold enough to tell me how she felt. But did I feel the same? Absolutely not. At that point, I wanted to tell her that I didn’t feel the same but I stopped it just before it could slip down my tongue. She was feeling bad already. I didn’t want to worsen it so I played along. I, however, never told her I loved her. I just tried to calm her down by telling her not to think too much about it and ended up cuddling her till she slept off in my arms. I left before she would wake. This necklace was going to be my ‘I’m sorry’ gift. I was sorry about a lot of things. I was sorry about the way I led her on, causing her to fall in love with me. I was worry for not returning the sane energy. I was sorry for not feeling the sane way. I was sorry because I knew that I would never be able to give her that
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT.
ELEANOR’S POV. Finally, it was his inauguration day. The whole place was dressed up and decorated to look beautiful. He had wanted to use Black and White color before I talked him out of it, asking him to replace them with cooler but not bright colors. It took him a while to accept but he eventually did. I was happy helping with the decoration and all. It was fun to do something other than being the pretend bride. Now as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, I made myself believe that we were nothing but serious now. Yes, we weren’t legally married. But I found myself filling in important positions in his life. My heart beating pace increased at the thought of him. He had filled in every part of me with his charm. I found myself thinking about him almost every time. Even in the bathrooms, dinning table. Every single time. Let’s not even talk about the wet dreams I get. It wasn’t an easy task trying to get how good his cock was, from my head. Maybe because we spent almost e
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE.
ELEANOR’S POV.Lily!I replayed the name in my head.It was like she just announced herself to be the creator of all things to me. I wanted to laugh in her face and remind that Lily was only a figment of Cruz’s imagination.But was it?I suddenly remembered that I never asked him about her. Never asked him why he wanted me to claim that name, because I thought that he either despise my name or wanted to spice things up a bit.I couldn’t believe that I got in bed with a Wolf who had a tag, a leach. I was just nothing but a fill-in.No, it had to be a joke.“Cruz!” I called out softly, my voice low. My heart hurting so bad. It was as though that piece of information had ripped off the wall of my heart.I could see that he avoided my eyes, he looked away from me. Even when his eyes would meet mine, I was shocked by how dark it had gotten in the space of hours. He looked bothered, worried.But I knew it couldn’t be about me. It probably had to be because he feared that Lily would get pis
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FORTY.
CRUZ’S POV.I was more than shocked when Lily had turned up at my doorstep. I never thought she would show up this early. I thought her studies would last longer than it did. I guess she came as quickly as she did because I rarely replied her emails of late.Maybe she had gotten worried of me leaving.Meeting Lily was one thing I never expected that particular day that I went on a work trip. She had captured my heart with her words and acts. Making me feel loved and cherished. She made me feel a way I never felt. I was glad that I met her, and we got dating before I came back.I did beg her to come with me but she couldn’t. Her Father had insisted on her completing her Queenship studies. He had said she was the only one he could trust with his kingdom, even though Lily said she would prefer if Roberto, her stepbrother did. “Hi!” She said with so much happiness, jumping into my arms.Even as she got so close, I felt nothing. No pang of excitement, all I could think about was Eleanor.
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AUTHOR’S POVEleanor held her baby cot as she watched the little Ivy sleep so soundly. A bright smile curled up her lips. Her once-heavy heart becomes lighter with time. Her eyes darted from Ivy towards where Nimah and Dante were playing.It had been weeks since they got to the palace. Two days since their wedding. Since they walked down the aisle and exchanged beautiful vows, since she and Cruz had decided to adopt Dante During the visit to the Farms, Eleanor had stumbled on him looking sad and dirty. After minutes of persuading him, he finally confessed that JoJo, his little sister, had died.The news had made Eleanor’s heart clench tight because she knew how lonely it would feel for him. She immediately took it upon herself to tell Cruz, and he was more than excited to have another child.She rolled the beautiful ring on her finger, and a smile parted her lips. She loved him so much. She was glad that they ended up together after everything.“How is my little princess doing?” She he
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
ELEANOR’S POVA chilly air brushed past me, causing the hair on my body to stand at alert. My breath hitched in my throat, and my heart started to pound so loud as I watched Damon get closer.Who would have thought that he was the bad guy? “Don’t do anything stupid, Damon, please.” I pleaded, my voice quivering while my eyes stayed glued on the glittering knife he held.“Too late, El. Why use just her when I use you both? When can I finally get to rule the world?” He responded, a smirk curling up his lips.“Let her be, Damon. If you are truly a man, then face me!” Cruz dared, his pitch high as he struggled to set himself free.Damon let out a dry laugh.“A god, Cruz. That is what I will become.” He said pridefully.My eyes stung with tears, and I gently tilted my head sideways to look at the Wolf I had learned to love. My eyes trailed over his facial features, his sharp jaw, and the beauty that lay in his eyes.I knew it was the end. It's too bad that our story would have to end this
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
AUTHOR’S POV“Who are you?” Eleanor yelled as fear crawled through her, her fingers clutching tightly onto Cruz’s cloth while his arms were wrapped around her.She could feel her heart thumping fast.The strange man let out a long, satisfying laugh.“If it isn't the so-called Dema. How does it feel to be here, Eleanor? Especially after knowing that you can never make it out alive.” He mocked with a slight smile on his face.Cruz couldn't believe his eyes. He refused to comprehend why Eleanor’s neighbors would want to do anything to her.“What the fuck do you want, Fred?” He questioned in an obviously pissed tone.Fred twitched his lips gently.“Soon you shall know. For now, keep walking until I tell you to stop.” He ordered, causing Cruz to clench his teeth.“And if I don't?” He confronted him because, obviously, he couldn't afford to put Eleanor in more danger. At this point, he was more than willing to fight tooth and nail to get out of here.Fred dragged in the air, then chuckled m
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN
AUTHOR’S POVHe went still. His breath hitched in his throat as he stared at her. It felt as though he had just heard the most absurd words ever existing.“How?” He questioned, a little bit scared to mention the word again because he was aware of what the dangers of being one were.Eleanor inflicted gentle pain on her fingers as she thought of the best way to explain because she, too, had no idea.“Talk to me, El!” He ordered, his voice shaking a little.The tears stinging her eyes started to let themselves roll down her cheeks. He curbed her chin up to stare at her confused expression, his other fingers running through his hair.“Fuck!” He cussed because he knew she could get killed if they knew. He was willing to lose the same person he just got back.Her sobs heightened.“I’m sorry, Cruz. I should have told you earlier. I just thought you might…despise me.” She confessed, her heart squeezing hard at each word.The pain spread through her like fire at the thought of losing him beca
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX.
AUTHOR’S POVHe could tell her shock by how her face fell. Her hands trembling and it caused him to smirk.“You don’t have to be sorry. I knew he made the first move.” He said, wanting to clear the air and her conscience.Eleanor attempted to say something and that would require spitting him out.“Shh! Say nothing. Just stay still like the obedient little doll you are.” He ordered and El nodded firmly. “That’s my good girl.” He added and started to move in and out. His butt clenching tightly as he did.“Fuck, El. Fuck!” He cussed, his hand holding her head in place while he continued to fuck her mouth faster and deeper.Eleanor’s eyes stung with tears, the pain in my throat getting worse and just like a maniac’s doll, she liked it, every single part of it caused her woman to drool some more.His waist rotating as he went while her fingernails dug into her thighs in order to spread more pain through her. The higher the pain, the better the sex.That she believed.“Fuck you, El.” He cu
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE
ELEANOR’S POV“Sit slowly.” I heard him say and I nodded, bending low as his hands guided me. In the last few hours, the only thing I had done was nod. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything because for a weird reason, I felt shy. Not uncomfortable.My body, up to my breasts, hit the warm water and I felt my nerves relax.“Let me know when you feel uncomfortable, okay?” He said and I nodded briefly. I couldn’t tell what he was doing but soon the smell of Lavender filled my nostrils before his palms came in contact with my body again as he scrubbed it gently. It felt so good to have someone wash me up. Ever since I lost my sight, I had refused to let anyone bathe for me. I always instead of doing that myself and most times it was an uncomfortable thing.His palms found my neck and massaged them briefly, causing a low moan to escape through my pass. My body was at alert. On edge after all these while.My mind drifted briefly to Damon and the look he had on when I stepped out of his
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR
CRUZ’S POV It happened. Finally I found her. Maybe not in the exact same condition but I was still more than pleased to have her back. Scars are what make us beautiful, after all. Plus I was willing and ready to do anything for her to get her sight back.I kept tilting my head and checking her out every minute, just to remind myself that it wasn’t a dream. I could feel my heart swelling with joy and pride.I had a daughter. I mean, we had a beautiful baby girl.Finally I was a Father.Now that I thought about it, I doubted if I was ever going to enough for a Father figure. Ivy was sleeping peacefully in the back while I rode the car with gentleness, not wanting to wake her up. While Eleanor stared ahead into nothingness and it caused my heart to ache.The charmingly bright smile she used to have, was no longer there.“You good, baby?” I broke the silence and watched her nod gently.I wanted to push it further but I don’t. We just met again after some many months so it was normal for
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE
ELEANOR’S POV“Are you sure you are making the right choice?” Damon asked for the thirtieth time in the last hour and now I was no longer sure if I was.“Do you think I’m not?” I threw at him, wanting to know what his own opinion would be.“He abandoned you, El. He can do that anytime and you know that.” He pointed out while I stared at the darkness.Let me be your eyes, El.Cruz’s words replayed in my mind.“What if he is sorry? Sober? Anything?” I said, trying to defend him or was it myself?I needed badly to prove to myself that I wasn’t just some broken female who lacked fatherly love and badly craved it enough to settle for anything.“What if he is not?” Damon attacked and I could sense the worry in his voice, laced with disappointment. “You can’t just run back into his arms, El. Not after all these while.” He added causing me to nod as I bit on my lower lip again.“I can. I want to do this, Dam, please.” I responded and heard him sigh frustratedly before his steps get closer.“I
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO
AUTHOR’S POV“I’m leaving with Cruz.” Eleanor announced the second, Cruz helped her down the stairs, causing Damon to look her way abruptly.“Huh!” He exclaimed, his jaw falling lower than usual out of shock. “I’m leaving with him.” She said again even though deep down a part of her warned her of how this could be a wrong idea.Damon refused to believe all he heard. In fact it had taken him more seconds than usual to process them and soon he was standing in front of her.“I would love to talk to her alone so please step aside.” Damon informed as he sent Cruz a death stare.“Fine then, I will be over there.” Cruz informed and ran his palm over Eleanor’s hair before leaning in. “Call me when you need me.” He whispered and watched her nod gently.Cruz took one last glance at the male who had tried taking his bride and threw him a smirk before walking away. His chest almost exploding with joy.She was back. She was going home with him and now his home would be home again.“You can’t just
