All Chapters of The Chosen Bride: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

If it hadn't been for my wife, I would have stayed to torture that wretched Apolo with all the desire in the world. He deserved an epic beating that needed his due attention. Nevertheless, at that point, Amaya was more important to me, and as far as I knew, the next day, I could give him life by breaking the idiot's bones with all the pleasure in the world. After all, the soldiers took him to one of the cells we used for interrogations. There, they would let him deal with the pain from the damage that Amaya must have caused him, and then I would return to recreate the same sensation with the help of my torture instruments.Again, and again.It was the funniest part of it all.But that wasn't my primary focus, despite the anger it caused me to think that he believed he had the right to insult her for her ethnicity and harass her mercilessly just because she was a woman. He had to receive an excellent message, maybe cutting off his fingers or even his whole hand could serve as a loud an

Alessio looked at me like I had a head out, so I smiled amused.I was being more daring than I could admit, too much considering everything from the way I just let things go, and that the drunkenness had taken a back seat, so I couldn't use it as a complete excuse to allude to it if I felt sorry afterwards.However, he just wanted to live.Why couldn't he do it like a normal person?"Because you are not a person in a normal situation and the man you want to experiment with is none other than your husband, a man you will have to keep seeing even though something goes wrong," said the voice of my conscience.One that I turned off completely."Are you telling me that you...?"The fact that he was trying to be modest with the word, caused me even amusement when at least I had met a couple of previous lovers. I just nodded and smiled at him mischievously, really looking forward to playing."Did you know that no one had kissed me before?" I asked him and he frowned. She wasn't the girl they

"Does the lady want anything?" She asked calmly.Then I thought about the fact that she had called me a bland Japanese, and although I was not at all about to ask her what she was doing there, I decided to take everything for the political and then ask my husband. After all, there was some logical explanation for her being there.Even though I didn't like it at all."I would like dinner to be served in my office," I said and nodded. I just want something soft, nothing heavy and with a red fruit juice."Well, ma'am, I'll take it to you in a few minutes," he replied and I nodded.I turned and went back to the office feeling that something wasn't quite right, but I dropped it right away. I continued with my guides and as she said, minutes later she appeared with a tray with a turkey sandwich, a nut juice, a yogurt container and some chocolate cookies."Thank you very much."At your command," he said, his smile still on his face, and when he came out I looked at the food suspiciously.He

"Will it be the one about illegal fights?" She questioned suspiciously and immediately froze at the implications. I saw that when you let off steam, you look for someone to get everything out of your system, so... I hope you have satisfied the woman you took to bed very well, but at least have the decency that she does not serve in the house, let alone that she attends to me because the next time I see Melissa again, I will not respond.I saw her without understanding a damn of what she was telling me, not only was it wrong, but I had not seen Melissa since I sent her to work at the center. I frowned thinking if it was a trap of hers, but no, she was really offended by her, as if it was something she did not tolerate, that she could not stand."I haven't seen Melissa since I sent her to work at the center," I said."Please! If the woman was home yesterday, she served me dinner, she took it to the office because not finding you or Gemma, I decided not to use such a big place for myself

What happened with Melissa was a wake-up call, a big one that showed me the hundreds of obstacles we would face as a couple with Alessio. It wouldn't just be women trying to get between us, but anyone who could benefit from our distance, and that made me nervous.Because we were supposed to present a united front to the public, and at the first sign of trouble, I doubted him instead of talking to him. Something I couldn't do in any way, which meant it was more than a big problem; it was a disaster.The worst part wasn't that; the worst part was that for an entire week, Alessio had decided to be diplomatic with me. In other words, he limited himself to being polite, telling me where he was going with a slightly biting tone, maintaining a distance that was somewhat uncomfortable, and focused on his own affairs. This told me that not only had my lack of communication with him affected him, but it had also made him angry.At that point, I didn't even know what to do anymore. So, the after