All Chapters of Masquerade: His Forbidden Obsession: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Ginevra His smirk doesn’t do my erratically beating heart any good.“Because Elena was so clingy since I gave her that ring and I needed a break.”“Be honest!” I urge him, squirming under his intense gaze.“Because I wanted to see your face when you saw the dress that Elisabetta designed for you.”“Liar.” I whisper, and he shakes his head with a chuckle.“How is that a lie?”“You could have seen my expression from across the room as well.”“But I couldn’t have touched you while at it.”I lower my head, hugging my cushion tighter. “You are such an idiot.”“I might be an idiot,” he says, pulling the cushion out of my arms. “But at least I got you to smile again.”Realizing at what he is hinting at, I blush and try to suppress my smile. I feel him putting his finger under my chin and lifting my gaze back to meet his.“I just couldn’t stop thinking about you. And the night we spent together made it worse, honestly.” He keeps his voice low, making my nerves buzz.I try to grimace, wantin

Ginevra After our quarrel, the tension between us grows even worse.I’m so immensely hurt by how he treated me in front of his fiancée and so ashamed of my naïve heart that since a moment ago was thinking that this was all staged.That the way he kissed me was to signal that he wanted me instead.And that he was still fighting for a way to make me his again. Officially, this time.But I was just being stupid once again. He tried to talk to me the same night.I was putting on my lotion before going to bed when I saw him stepping into the bathroom through the mirror. He leaned against the door frame and my childish imagination had me thinking he was hurt because of our fight, just like I was.Such an idiot. “You looked stunning in the dress.” He said finally, as if there was nothing else he could have said in such a situation.Closing the lid of my cream, I looked at him coldly. “I know. Ellie is very talented.”“Yeah, she is.” He cleared his throat before adding, “do you think we cou

Ginevra The moment I open my eyes, I feel the best and the worst in ages. I feel exhausted from my emotional outburst, but as I lay my eyes on Ruggerio sleeping next to me soundly, my heart skips a beat. Remembering how he picked me up to take me into his bedroom as it was the closest door to reach from the stairs, I blush and bury myself in the blanket. We ended up making out on his bed and I touch my lips automatically, the feeling of it still lingering on them. In the heat of the moment, I had let him undress me to my lingerie. But as I kept having flashbacks, I stopped him from going any further, even if I didn’t interrupt our make-out session. And I still don’t know how I feel about it. I was just so happy hearing about his engagement and the pregnancy being staged, that it was difficult to think rationally. “Babe, everything alright?” My eyes dart back up to look at him, finding him looking at me sleepy. “Are you in pain?” I shake my head, making him sigh in relief. “I’m

Ruggerio   I couldn’t count the incoming texts and calls even if I wanted to. While my phone blows up, I get annoyed by the fact that the only one I want to get doesn’t arrive. She just leaves me on read. I gave Arabella free for the day. She wouldn’t have been able to work anyway as the damn phone just won’t stop ringing. Soon enough, all the offices on the floor are empty as the constant calls are freaking everybody out. Federico had started to spread some rumors and soon enough, the media and the companies that we were working with, flipped out. I smile as I think of the same mess happening in the Montecco-Tower. Checking my phone one more time without finding the answer that I’m looking for, I skim the new texts I got. The last one is from my grandfather. And he is not amused. Collecting everything, before they block my access, I get to the elevator that bring

Ginevra “Theirs?” I ask lowly, afraid of getting my answer. He keeps playing with the card between his fingers, turning it around them leisurely. I wet my lips, watching him hypnotized as I grow more and more giddy in my seat. “I took their firstborn daughter and their precious heir and had them, as well as my family, lose an awful amount of business. The defamation the family names will be hit with will be enough to make them feel sick for ages. They will be busy with dealing with bad rumors long enough to experience serious losses.” His sly smirk grows and my breath hitches in my throat. The words of Elisabetta resounding in my head make me gulp as his expression morphs. He is a devil for real. “Such a psycho.” I giggle and shift, trying to alleviate the pressure between my legs. Taking the card back into my hand, I drive my finger over the Stemma engraved onto the back of the card. It looks like the two family’s crests of the Monteccos and Capolettis have been unified to cr