All Chapters of Betrayed By My Abusive Ex-Husband: Pampered By The Devil : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. ~~~ The moment Reina and Alexandre walked out of the mansion, Xavier, who had been looking after her retreating figure, his expression darkened into a venomous glare as he turned to one of the bodyguards standing nearby and said, “Tell the men to get ready; I'm going out.” “Yes, boss,” the bodyguard said as he walked out of the mansion to go and fulfill his boss' request. ~•▪¤▪•~ After trailing Reina for the past four hours, Xavier, dressed in a black sweatpant and sweatshirt with the hood over his head, turned to leave the amusement park when he saw the face he didn't wish to see. He started walking over to where Reina was, but then her smiling face turned to him; he was about to smile when he noticed how her expression turned to one of surprise, then urgent, as she muttered, “Lucas.” That's when he realized she wasn't looking at him, but behind. Xavier stood there as he wa

Xavier quickly jumped out of his car, his heart racing with a mix of urgency and anxiety as he hurried to his bedroom, each step quickening his pulse. Upon entering his bedroom, his gaze was instantly drawn to the woman sprawled on his bed—the sheets pooling around her like gentle waves. She lay there, naked, her hair cascading across the pillow. Dried bloodstain marred her shoulder where he had marked, while her wrists bore the vivid trace of a bluish-purple bruise, a testament to her desperate attempts to escape the cruel grip of the handcuffs that bit into her skin when she attempted to break free. The crumpled sheets around her indicated the fierce struggle she endured from trying to release herself. He approached the bed with a heavy heart, climbing it to check her pulse, seeing how her body was still and unresponsive. A wave of relief washed over him when he felt her weak but steady breathing. He unclasped the cold metal of the handcuffs from her wrists. Gently, he lifted he

Reina’s heavy eyelids fluttered at the soothing sound of a woman’s voice drifting through her haze. The gentle touch of a hand brushing her hair and tenderly caressing her face felt like home after a long and rough day. For a fleeting moment, a thought flashed in her mind: ‘Was she dead?’ because the touch was the same gentle touch of her mother that used to soothe her during restless nights and her soft voice. “I'm sorry, mi querida,” Carlotta murmured, her voice laced with heartfelt sorrow. “You have been through so much, carrying the weight of your parents’ death all by yourself. Tía is deeply sorry—truly sorry for abandoning you, my brother.” Carlotta said, as she leaned in closer, her intentions filled with affection, she was about to place a kiss on Reina’s forehead, but the sudden creak of the door swinging open halted her movement. Xavier stepped into the room, the air thick with tension as Carlotta took in his appearance; her expression shifted as she demanded calmly, “Wha

After breaking the hug, Xavier gently spun Reina around. He pressed a lingering wet kiss on her shoulder, sending a shiver coursing through Reina's body, leaving her momentarily breathless. Xavier gently slid the delicate straps of her dress off her shoulders and pushed it down her hips, allowing the fabric to fall down her figure, pooling around her feet. Reina wrapped her hands around her body, suddenly feeling cold from the air conditioning, goosebumps erupting on her body. Xavier, noticing that, swiftly scooped Reina up in his strong arms, and they both locked gazes as Reina circled her arms around his neck. On reaching the bathroom, Xavier stepped into the inviting warmth of the bathtub. He sat down with Reina in his arms, the water rippling gently around them. “Is the water temperature okay for you?” Xavier murmured softly into Reina's ear, his breath warm against her skin as they settled into the tranquil water. The gentle ripples lapped at them as she nestled comfortably ag

A black Maybach came to a halt at the entrance of the Romano villa; inside, Natalie reached for her bag and asked, “Are you coming in? I can introduce you to my mother.” But Lucas shook his head and replied, “I don't want to run into your cousin. Maybe we can arrange a dinner, and then you introduce me to your mother.” Natalie smiled and took Lucas' hand and said, “My cousin doesn't live here; he lives in the outskirts of town. So you can come in if you want to.” Lucas' interest piqued at the mention of Xavier's location. “Why?” “Can I tell you a secret?” Natalie asked, leaning in when Lucas nodded and whispered into his ear, “My cousin is a mafia. With the police constantly meddling in our family's underground businesses, um, our family has a safe house hidden in the mountains where the current head of the mafia and his family live till he retires.” Lucas' eyes widened at the revelation. “Oh nice, I didn't know. So does that mean your cousin is living alone in that place? I bet