Marrying The Devil Mafia Boss のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Abby’s POV “No, I’m sorry…” "Don't ask for forgiveness…ask for mercy!" "You asked for this, Abby," he growled as he pushed me to bed. "What are you doing?" I asked with a soft sigh, and my lips were quivering in fear. He quickly took off my dress, and I embraced myself in dread and said, "No, don't!" As soon as he saw me crying out of fear, he stopped. I think he had been this rough with other women before, which is why he didn't mind punishing them with rough sex. He stood in front of me and sighed, "I'm going to tell you one thing! This is just a warning! If you disobey me again, I may not be able to stop myself!" Then he took off his long sleeves and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower because I could tell from the look in his eyes that he wanted to devour me whole, and he was burning with desire and arousal but stopped himself from wanting me. Why? If he wants to, he can. I closed my eyes and wrapped myself in the quilt. When he was done, I felt him come up be

Abby’s POV "How can you treat us like this?! You hurt us by getting married to Fabian Collins without telling us." Faye followed me at the back of the church while I tried to calm down from the chaos and shame she caused when she yelled at my wedding and called me a slut. "Yeah, by calling me a slut in front of everybody?!" She made a mocking face, reached for my hair, and broke my clip. "You! I expect you to be good to my family. You owe them your own existence; without them, you cease to exist as Abby Miller." "Please, what are you talking about? Are you talking nonsense again, Faye?! If my wedding bothered you so much, then you are free to go." I pulled away from her grip, and when she was about to slap my face, a man's firm hand stopped her from hurting me. "Oops, you cannot hurt my wife like that." Faye’s expression became pale as she glanced at Fabian and she immediately let go from his grip. Then she pointed a finger at me, “We are not done yet, Abby! You will face mom

Abby’s POV We got to the island in the middle of the night. I could only hear insects buzzing and birds chirping, as well as the mellow sound of the waves, but it was too dark to see anything without the moon. Fabian was right in front of me, but I didn't notice because I was looking up at the moon. I hit my head on his hardback. "Ouch!" "Are you hurt?" "I'm... I'm fine. Don't stare at me that way," I avoided looking at his face and I went to walk far away from him. "Where are you going, Abby? Do you know where to go?" He asked as he was bothered to follow me anywhere. "Well, I didn't know we had to be on this island by ourselves!" "Don't you know about Honeymoon?" he asks with a soft laugh. "We have to be alone, of course, but what if we're naked and everyone can see?" My anger made my eyes sparkle with rage, and I asked him, "Honeymoon? Why do we have to have a honeymoon if we don't like each other romantically?! You feel nothing but lust!" He pulled me closer to him, gra

Abby’s POVFabian's lips were soft and warm, and he parted my lips to let his tongue in. I gave a soft moan and closed my eyes. He held both of my hands and kissed me until I felt comfortable and kissed him back. The way he kissed me made me feel so good that I wanted more of his kisses."What do you want? I'll give you more later," He said as he pulled down my underwear and put his hand on my most sensitive spot. He puts his finger on my wet crease and says, "You are so wet, please... don't be shy and let me in." He begged in a seductive way.I breathe heavily and he kissed my forehead as he pulled out his massive dick, and I fold my legs, "We should not have to do this—"He put his finger to my lips and said, "Shh, it'll be fine, trust me..." Then he rubbed his dick in my wet folds, and I closed my eyes, arched my back, and sighed.We heard a few doorbells from outside as he was about to take me. Fabian got so mad that he just stood there and looked at me and my naked body. I took a

Abby’s POV"I am not yours; you don't own me; in fact, nobody does." I shouted fiercely at him, but he stared off into the distance. He sighed deeply and shut the door to my room. Yes, I do still despise him, and it was acceptable for me to feel ambivalent about interacting with him. After closing my eyes for a while and biting my lower lip, I went to unlock the door and tried to find him. As I walked through the garden, I noticed that he was smoking and seemed really tense."Are you aware of how hazardous cigarettes are to your health?""What are you doing here?" he asked as he threw the cigarette on the floor.I don't know what I'm doing here, so I moved away and said, "I...I don't know.""Are you worried about me?""Why would I worry about someone like you?" I put my hand on my chest and laughed bitterly. He moved two steps closer to me, pinned me against the wall, and looked right at me. "Really?" He asked in a soft but strong way that made me want to gasp in panic."Do you fee