Share
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: CLAUSE 15’
Related chapters
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: THE DEVIL’S STORY
Catherine’s POV “Alexander?” I ask Ophelia on the breakfast table, that’s missing Alexander. “He left rather too early for work….he seemed off balance…in-composed….so unlike himself” Ophelia narrates thoughtfully, her face telling a deeper story than her words. So he leaves me hot and aroused last night and he’s off balance? I chuckle crudely. “Is everything okay child?” Ophelia tenderly reached into my thoughts. I take her eyes, they hold so much care that compel me to expunge my rattling emotions. “We had a… sort of quarrel” My head replaying the entire events of last night. His rapid shifts from vulnerable, evil and roused, all in a span of a minute. I feel my cheeks flush. “Well whatever it was, I have never seen Alexander that affected….nothing ever affects him…it’s the first time I would see him that way” “Oh Ophelia…” I expunge the heavy breath I have been holding down, taking her full gaze. “He’s such a devil” “Oh come on child, he’s your husband, a little bi
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: CAUGHT RED-HANDED
Catherine’s POVI pace about my room, anxiety, fear, torment attacking my insides, wrecking my insides; I wanted to know, I needed to know, I needed to see it for myself to believe it. Richard Clifford had planted a seed inside me and it wasn’t withering.After my little discussion with Ophelia at breakfast, my anger had been re-wired, hosting sympathy for Alexander’s gory childhood and a shred of understanding, maybe he wasn’t a devil after all, I concluded in the corners of my mind. But as the night weaved it’s darkness and the cold marinated the air, a ghast longing for Alexander tore at me; and yet he had wickedly denied me his presence all day, leaving my mind to ruminate on all manner of thoughts including Richard Clifford’s words.He fucks his stepmother as a hobby— he said.He’s a brute, through and through— he said.The Manor has become their sex cave- he said.Skulk around them at dusk— he said.I fling my door open, eyes blazing like torches, hauling down the hall to Alexa
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: THE DEVIL ALSO CRIES
Catherine’s POV Eventually, my legs had caved from the kicking at the door and my voice drained out from too much screaming. Alexander had locked me in the room and disappeared, leaving me to expunge my rage at the door, probably still banging Olivia without a care in the world. I rub off the webs of sleep, clinging on to my eyes, I must have dosed off from my exhausted yelping. Suddenly, I hear noise, it’s panicky, frantic, then I hear groaning, loud groaning that sound a lot like Alexander. I can hear Simon too and Olivia, loitering in the background. I jump to my feet, pressing my ear unto the door. “Open the door” I bang at the door intensely. “Catherine?” I hear Simon from the door. “Yes, Alexander locked me in” I cry. I hear the sound of the lock and the door swing open. Simon gawking at my pale frame and sunken eyes, asks tenderly. “Catherine, are you okay?” “Yes, what’s going on…?” My eyes trail the distance of the groaning sound coming from down the hall. “It’s Ale
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: SWEET REVENGE
Alexander’s POVFirst I hear the sounds of my breathing in my ears, strong and clear and next it’s the sound of another, soft and faint.I stir awake and I feel a weight, draping over my body; my mind works my mental confusion before my eyes open weakly and I catch a glimpse of full black hair splashed on my chest.I try to move but my body does not cooperate, it feels like needles poking my ribs.I try to speak, a muffled sound escapes first and then a muted tone. “G-et up”She moans and snuggles closer to me; I nearly yank her off but my lazy limbs can’t move.I consume a deep breath and exhale, my eyes flickering about my environment. I figure I am in my room but who the fuck is draped on my body. All I see is hair and an appealing body.“Ge- t up” I force the words with more strength and she moans and then whimpers, stirring slowly and she wakes.It’s her; the freaking Angel, saggy blue-eyes, disheveled hair and pale.When she makes my face, her eyes widen excitedly. “You’re awake
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: MARKING MY TERRITORY
Catherine’s POV“Catherine” Olivia’s rich smile greet me as soon as I shut Alexander’s door and my smile leaves my face immediately.“Olivia” I frown, a mental image of Alexander banging her surfaces in my head and I feel all the thrill in my nerves zap away.“I must check in on Alexander” She said, gesturing at the door, where my back almost grazed.“You mustn’t” I return a hostile smile. “Alexander is indisposed at the moment”“Oh really?” Her smile starts to fade into a frown.“Yes really….when he’s fully recovered, you’ll get to see your STEP SON, like every other member of the Manor”She glared at me. “Simon was right about you, you do have a little fire….” She leaned forward, her mouth in her ear. “But be careful, I quench fires” She whispers and pulls back, restoring her scripted smile.“Bye Olivia” I shove my fearlessness in her face.“You can hide him all you want but once he recovers, we both know whose arms he’s running to”I dip my voice to an urgent whisper, gravely disgu
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER THIRTY: THE OTHER ME
Alexander’s POVI have never had a woman sleep next to me before or tried the repulsive exercise of cuddling neither have I ever longed for a woman’s embrace. I loved my void, I worshipped my void and yet here I was, abdicated in her arms, relinquishing the brute in me.It wasn’t the chills that lurked in the dark walls of my room, or the pain shooting from my ribs; or the torturous nightmares which haunt me that yielded me into her embrace, it was something else, something I couldn’t quite place that was grossly terrified of spending this night without her.The sunlight cruised through the rustling curtains, my pupils wrestle first before accommodating its shooting rays. I feel light, missing the body weight draped on my left arm. My glance flickers and the bed is lacking Catherine Kent.I can’t tell how long I have slept but doctor Brown’s pills plunged me into a peaceful slumber and Catherine Kent’s warmth served a soothing reliever. Who knew cuddling was so therapeutic. Fuck Ale
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: HELLO, GODDESS!
Catherine’s POVSay it Catherine, go on, say it! My goddess squeaks, Don’t Catherine! My Kent cover straps me in.No more hiding Catherine, say it, say it, say it!“I want you to bend me over on this table…..” My eyes mark a spot on the table and spring back to his. “… and fuck me” That’s’s my girl! My goddess squeals.His eyes stills. “Did Ophelia lace your dinner?”“No, I am perfectly fine Alexander” I whisper, my heart summersaulting in my chest.His penetrating grey eyes examine me with detailed scrutiny. My breathing, hard and fast, flutter through my lips as he scoots over to where I’m standing, towering over me, his hued gaze, dipping into mine. “Be careful what you ask for Angel” He turns to leave, I clutch his hand, his eyes making a swift switch from my grasp to my eyes.“Bend me over…..right here” I pin a finger on the empty expansive table.“You don’t know what you’re asking for.” He glares.“I do….”“You’re a fucking Angel” His forehead nearly touching mine, “I can b
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER THIRTY TWO: THE BIRTH OF SURPRISE
Alexander’s POVI have my eyes pinned on her, pacing, waiting for her eyes to open; I plan on scolding her, drilling her with tons of questions— my head racing with thoughts, frightening thoughts, imploding thoughts.For one, who the hell was that woman last night?And my prayers are answered, she stirs awake, her eyes fluttering and slowly they open— blue, hazy and shy.Shy? Shy? No Angel, you can’t just turn shy this morning. You have freaking questions to answer.“Who are you?” I scowl, driving a frightening gaze into her.She moves, straightening out in bed so her back dug into the pile of pillows.“Speak Catherine, who the hell are you?” I glowerYou break my clutch, run me wild, push me past my limit, an Angel indeed.She swallows, her face shifts with embarrassment but I don’t buy it, how could I? When she grinds like the devil.“Dominic Kent led me to believe that you were a good, innocent, modest woman and what you did last night leads me to believe otherwise….. so who the he
Latest chapter
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWENTY-SIX: ALEXANDER’S CRAVE
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWENTY FIVE: AN UNFORGETTABLE DAY
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWENTY-FOUR: NEW BEGINNING
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWENTY-THREE: THE LAST CHASE
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWENTY- TWO: Stolen Bride
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWENTY-ONE: THE RECONCILIATION
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWENTY: MARRIED AGAIN
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER HUNDRED-NINETEEN: I CHOOSE YOU
The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave) CHAPTER HUNDRED-EIGHTEEN: NEW CONTRACT
