The Ugly Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Third Person's POV:As time passed, Isabel's fear grew like a looming shadow. She worried incessantly about the potential harm Mason might inflict upon Jeremy. The weight of this worry was almost suffocating, and she couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to him because of her.Eventually, with no other recourse, Isabel opened up to Jeremy about her escalating fears concerning Mason's motives. Jeremy was taken aback initially, finding it hard to believe that Mason could harbor harmful intentions. However, as he absorbed Isabel's concerns, he started to grasp her perspective. He wasn't as gripped by fear as she was, as he firmly believed that he could protect both Isabel and himself from any harm Mason might attempt.Trying to offer comfort, Jeremy assured her, "Isabel, I'll make sure nothing happens to you or me. We'll be cautious and vigilant. I'll even discuss the threatening letter and the incident with the authorities. We can obtain a restraining order against Mason if ne

Third Person's POV:The next morning, Isabel was roused from her sleep by a light knock on the door. Glancing at the clock, she realized she had a mere thirty minutes to get ready and head to her law school. Urgently, she sprang out of bed and hastened to the washroom to freshen up.After getting ready in record time, Isabel swung open her bedroom door to find Mason standing there, leaning against the wall. He was already dressed in his office attire, and she couldn't fathom why he lingered instead of heading to his own office.Without exchanging words and without waiting for him to speak, she pressed on, aware that time was slipping away."I've prepared breakfast for you. Let's eat first, and then I can drive you to your law school," Mason spoke, trailing behind her in an attempt to halt her departure.The mention of him preparing breakfast dampened her mood, and annoyance simmered. "I'm running late; I'll eat something later. And there's no need for you to drive me. I can go on my o

Third Person's POV:Isabel awoke with a start, her eyes fluttering open to a dimly lit room. Gradually, the shadows surrendered to reveal the familiar surroundings of her bedroom. Yet, there was an unsettling weight in the air that lingered like a ghostly echo.As the darkness reluctantly unveiled its secrets, a rush of memories flooded Isabel's mind, a chilling encore of terror. There it was—the moment she was coerced by Mason to pull the trigger. The room echoed with the gunshot, and then, a void. A blank canvas of consciousness.She jolted upright, a bead of sweat tracing a path down her forehead. The realization struck her like a lightning bolt—had she killed Mason? Panic gripped her, and she replayed the moment in her mind, a twisted film reel of fear and desperation."No... No... It can't be. I didn't kill him. Mason must be alive," Isabel muttered to herself, the words hanging in the air like a fragile prayer. She glanced around, suddenly aware that the bed beneath her was a st

Third Person's POV:Mason was caught off guard by the painful accusation about his feelings for her. He gazed into her tear-filled eyes, struggling to find the words to respond. While he couldn't fathom why Isabel would think such a thing again, one thing was certain that he had never been more certain of his feelings for the woman standing before him.Just as before, he yearned to express the depth of his emotions and the sincerity of his love. Yet, this time, words felt inadequate to bridge the gap of trust. Though he hadn't fully earned her trust yet, Mason was confident that one day Isabel would wholeheartedly accept his love. He could only hope that day would come soon, eradicating any lingering doubt between them.Isabel's lips parted in surprise as Mason remained silent, his emotions unreadable. She was inundated with doubts, fearing that Mason might once again shatter her with deceitful words.Previously, it had been easier to endure his indifference, knowing he didn't love he

Mature Content[18+]Third Person's POV:Mason playfully teased her nipples with a delicate dance of tongue and teeth, eliciting a mix of pleasure and pain that made her gasp with delight. The room was filled with the scandalous symphony of licking, sucking, and heavy moans, breaking the silence. His gaze lingered on her, relishing her arousal with a satisfied grin. Lost in sensation, she dug her nails into his shoulders, her eyes shut tight.Her lower body pulsed with desire, and Isabel instinctively tried to close her legs to conceal it. But before she could, Mason's leg wedged between hers, keeping them apart, and she could feel the heat radiating from her most sensitive area.Mason's lips and tongue trailed down from her tingling breasts, worshiping every inch of her skin, leaving her sure that he found no imperfection in her. But just as she relaxed into his touch, his hand ventured lower, beneath her underwear, sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through her.Isabel's body ignite