All Chapters of Captive Of The Count: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Hope you all are doing well?💋💋💋Amara's pov I didn't know which could be termed more infuriating.Waking up from an erotic dream of a man who I had grown to despise over the night or waking up with a room filled with so many roses and separate petals that I spat some out of my mouth, ten red sweaters with different exquisite necklines on a hanger placed before the bed and me finding myself half naked with unknown sticky liquid over my belly and some on my lips.Puppy Orian was delighted to play with the scattered roses but I wasn't. I wasn't pleased by the sight nor was I pleased by the sweaters. For the first time I hated roses and my favorite color red knowing they came from the one man I should plunge my dagger deep into his chest.The dream I had emerged in my head as I brushed off roses lifting myself from the bed. I went beet red, cheeks heating in embarrassment and belly furling with heat remembering how I was tied to the bed with my legs clamping arou

Cause you all asked to hear from the OGs☺️☺️☺️☺️Nyx's pov My nose wrinkled at the stench of blood wafting through it causing my insides to twist and the little breakfast I had threatened to come up. I should have listened to Lycus, shouldn't have come down here especially when I hadn't fully recovered. I should be in bed letting him take care of this but the guilt I had which was associated with Amara's disappearance wouldn't let me lay on my sick bed while everyone around me worked on getting her back.I can do this, I took in a deep breath trying to compose myself despite her disappearance causing my illness, I couldn't back down and rest. I didn't have a series of miscarriages only to be brought down by this and not play an active part in finding our daughter.Having Regrets already? Lycus's voice sounded through the mind link breaking through my thoughts with butterflies fluttering in my belly like I was hearing it for the first time. It was calming, reassurin

Amara's pov The smile I had on my face the next morning was wiped off when I felt a familiar hand on my belly, fingers splaying possessively around my skin and the bed being cramped by the presence of the huge man deep in slumber behind me.I groaned.Orian lacked the understanding of the words, "I need space" and it was evident.The previous evening after our little make-out session and quarrels in the foyer before he got on his knees to confess his crush, he had come up to my room claiming that he wanted to talk things out and pleading with me to hear him out.I had thought about hearing him out but his phone and I opened the door, stepping out with my arms crossed over my chest and my face morphing into an annoyed expression. His phone rang at that moment, the caller ID displaying that it was Imelda and so I had to kick him out and told him I needed space.I guess I wasn't clear enough for he was here now, snuggling in bed with me molding me against his wa

Amara's pov I didn't know which I was more terrified from. The gazes from Imelda and Hector burning holes through my soul or my soulmate renouncing me once again even after making a promise to be better for me.My eyes were fixated between Orian and I with my heart drumming frantically in its encase.I watched as his hands on my waist slowly left and my heart dropped instantly. He was surely going to deny us again, I didn't look at his face for the fear of seeing an emotion of betrayal that I didn't want to find in his eyes. I looked at Hector and Imelda instead, angry expressions etched on their faces with Imelda's being that of jealousy and Hector's simply spelling murder.Leave, Cora croaked fearing rejection just like I did, leave, just leave before he utters his words and breaks our hearts.I could feel the tension simmering in the air between us all and then I gazed back down to see Orian's hands by his side with his fists twisting nervously probably think

Amara’s povMy core tightened at his words and tears spilled from the corner of my eyes as the pleasure became heightened. My nipples hardened beneath my dress, painfully straining against the fabric aching to be touched, for his mouth to suckle on them and make my toes curl, I wanted his mouth rolling against my buds wetting them, "He Could hear us." I was referring to the coachman as I writhed beneath Orian's hold while he toyed with my clit with careless harsh strokes."Too bad I am not done with you yet." His gaze hardened as he continued his wicked assault with his fingers, "You crossed the line today Amara, Eric again uhm?""I am sorry." My chest heaved, sweat running down my chest as he flicked my gown up and smacked his palm on my pussy making me squeal and jump, "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to.""Those pretty red lips didn't sound so sorry a while ago brat!" He smacked my pussy again and I groaned, "Maybe I should put them to better use, hmm?" His eyes blazed with a new ang