All Chapters of The Billionaire's Bargain Bride: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

In the ward Melissa was admitted, Damian sat beside her on the bed, his hand brushing Melissa's hair gently as he stared passionately at her, “Hope you feel better today?" He asked calmly. Melissa nodded silently with her lips compressed together, her gaze locked passionately with Damian, “Thank God you came on time that day or she would have killed me,” she muttered." Don't worry about that okay,” Damian bent slightly and he kissed her hair briefly, "You don't have to worry about her. Just get better and we can be home again,” he said gently. Melissa smiled sheepishly. She snuggled closer as she wrapped her hands around Damian’s body into a warm hug. Damian hugged her back, engulfing his left hand at her back, and his right hand dug into Melissa’s hair. He made her place her head on his chest as they remained in that position, Melissa smiling uncontrollably with her face hidden in Damian’s chest.After a while Damian pulled away and Melissa's brow creased with a frown as she star

“NOOOOOOO!!!” Sophia screamed, her mouth widened and her voice echoed in the room. Mark froze with his fist in the air. His fist was not up to an inch away from Damian’s nose bridge as he was about to hit him again. Damian shut his eyes very tight. He was just waiting for Mark’s fist to jab at his face. But when he waited and the blow never came, he opened his eyes widened. He blew a large amount of air through his mouth, his eyes pale. “I don't want any of that just because of me," Sophia muttered, chest heaved and her breath kept coming in heavy gasps, “I don't want this," she muttered again.Damian’s face abruptly tightened with pain evident in his green eyes. He stared at Mark, clutching his tummy in his hands “Common, hit me!" He struggled to say as his tummy twisted with pain from the heavy blows. Mark shook his head slowly with disgust on his face. He tilted his head just to stare at Sophia and he noticed how frightened she was as her eyes widened and her lips parted, her b

Sophia trailed out of the room in the hospital, her breath heavy and noisy under her nostrils. She placed her hand on the wall which aided her movement through the lobby since she was exhausted after Damian took her by force. “I don't know why I have anything to do with you in the first place, you vicious woman." Damian’s heart-wrenching words repeated in her head and she froze in her tracks, she bent down exhaustively with her hands supporting herself on her knees. If Damian claimed she was that vicious and she irked him why would he have to force her to get bond with him? A thousand questions kept running through her mind. She slowly supported her hand on the wall hesitantly as she took a few steps backward, leaning her back to the wall for support. She stared into the atmosphere as her mind went blank. She felt lifeless. After a moment of standing numb, Sophia was brought back to the present as she heard footsteps approaching. Her worried gaze slowly tilted in the direction she

Sitting in the back of the Rolls Royce Phantom, Mr. Damian was restless. He felt his brow grow sweaty. Even though there was a conducive atmosphere as the air conditioner was already on, he kept on giving sharp inhales. He could feel the trickling sweat under his armpits. “Damn it!" The words escaped from his lips. And immediately his hand clenched, till his whole body trembled. He leaned in closer to the driver, who was no other person but Authur, “Move this car. Get me to that bastard’s place now," he shrieked, “I have to teach him some manners." Authur felt a lump down his throat, “Alright Boss," “Get me to his place!" Damian condescended not knowing how he was feeling. The pain was too much and I lack words to express it. He unclenched his fist, clenching his jaw as he groaned, the wrenching pain in his heart escalated. His hand traveled to his hair, ruffling it up hastily and his well-brushed inky hair suddenly became a mess. His heavy and noisy gasps filled the atmosphere a

Damian’s heart sank in his chest as he listened to the soft music playing in the background, “Can you unblindfold me, please," he uttered gently, imagining what the place was like.“Take it off,” Melissa chortled, her voice coming from a distance away from Damian. Damian pushed the black piece of cloth down his face. His eyes traveled around silently as he observed the whole arena. wowed by what he saw, a smile crept on his lips and he nodded observing the decor of the spot one more time."You like it?” Melissa asked, sipping from her flute glass.Damian’s Friendly gaze slowly spotted Melissa romantically posed beside the well-decorated table with spicy and luscious meals across it.Damian observed her for a while. He gazed at her cleavage, his gaze roaming at her half-shown-out breast. She wore a strapless dress which clad her milky tits, covering not up to an inch away from her nipples. Melissa, who knew Damian was checking her out, took a few steps forward, swaying her hips. Dami