All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Anything to make me feel good." She responded."As a repayment of what you did to me, right?""Maybe better. I didn't do that well." Callan smiled slyly. His lips met with hers in a gentle kiss that kindled the fire in her soul. Everything went still, her mind went numb, all she could see and wanted to see and know then was half naked Callan and her in their world, kissing and doing other nasty things that would make her moan until her legs were quivering and she was taking a trip to a place beyond paradise.Huskily, Callan said. "Strip, Orla. I want to watch you take this robe off your body." He let go of her, moving a little to the side to have a proper view of her as she stripped the robe off her body."Take your time, I want to relish this moment." Orla nodded. Her shaky hands gripped the belt and briskly took it off her body. Although Callan told her to take her time, she couldn't help but to speed up. She wanted him before he changed his mind. Callan was unpredictable and sh

"No, it isn't. And your family is barbarous for venting their anger on you these past years. You didn't kill your sister and mother. You just happened to be the only one with her when she died, you were young and couldn't do anything to save her. It was not your fault, it wasn't.""They don't understand that." She placed her head on his chest, sobbing hard. "It hurts that she left very early. Callan, we had plans, we had so much to do together. She even told me about a boy she liked, crazy, right? A seven-year-old liking a boy? She was so full of life—but it ended in a flash…Even before I could control it, she died.""She's resting well. It's been a whole lot of years, you should move on and live your life to the fullest. You can do the things you planned to do with her now, that way she'd be forever grateful to you." Callan pressed her hand gently, smiling at her.Orla bought his idea, but she didn't think Isla would ever be happy with her. "She'd never be happy with me. She appears

"Now I see—" she curtailed her steps, her eyes disdainfully flickering between Callan and Orla. "the reason you've decided to waste your life away—" With arms akimbo, she stood in front of them. "Mom," things were sour between them the last time he visited for the annual family meeting. After that, he had knowingly avoided her for weeks and seeing her in his house without prior notice was startling. Elizabeth rarely visited him in the house, he'd rather go to hers. Flouting Orla's presence after the glance, Elizabeth turned to her son. "It's because of this piece of—" "Stop right there, Mom!" Callan held out a hand to hush his mother. His eyes were glinting with irritation, and his body shuddered. He could take this in the past, but not anymore. Anyone who disrespected his wife was now his prey and he'd mercilessly trample on them. Elizabeth scoffed, clasping her hands in concussion. Her son never shut her up in the middle of a sentence. What was with this new Callan? "Don't ta

"What do you want?" Two fingers turned into three, thoroughly stretching her slimy opening. "Fuck, this skirt." He yanked down the skirt in a swift movement and her full cunt was on display.The pink flesh calling out to his hardened member, he wanted her already."This thing, Callan." The stretching sound of his fingers around her wet folds drove her to the edge. She bit her lips, her eyes pleading for Callan's mercy. "Please, don't stop. This is too much."He smiled, fully aware that he was dominating and driving her crazy, but he didn't stop."You're close, aren't you?" He stared at the fluid that smeared his fingers.She nodded, coming undone. Her fluid stained his fingers. He licked it up and lowered his head to kiss her lips."That was so fast, Orla.""What you were doing was too much. I couldn't help it." She was unsatisfied, the fire still burned within her body. She hadn't gotten what she wanted from Callan. "But I want more," she admitted shyly."I know you do and I know wha

Sophia was the first person Orla spotted as soon as she arrived with David and Rosa. Terror seized her chest as she scoured the place for just one person. Callan. Sophia hadn't caught sight of them yet, her phone was pressed to her ear, her left side resting on her BMW X7. A pair of dark sunglasses shielded her face, but Orla didn't even have to face her sisters' faces before she knew who was who. "We are here," David declared, relieved. He put the car to a halt, turning around to look at Orla. "Where is this and why is Sophia here?" She directed her questions to no one in particular. Rosa got down from the car, followed by Orla before David joined them. The place was strange to her. A skyscraper at a tropical resort, one she had never been to. She looked around, surveying the tranquillity of the environment. It wasn't a perilous place as she had envisioned. So she relaxed her nerves, hoping to see her husband in a safe place. "Where is Callan?" She asked, now turning to Da