All Chapters of The Forced Bride Of The Devil Alvaro : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Standing in her balcony, Cyra was gazing above at the dark night sky. The moon was glowing, the stars were gleaming, but at the same time, some dark clouds were also there. Gentle blows of air were hitting her body, moving her hair strands slowly.It was already the middle of the night, and her sleep was far away from her because tomorrow was her wedding. Just a few more hours, and she would be standing in front of him and would be taking their wedding vows.Feeling her phone vibrating in her hand, Cyra looked towards it and saw his call. Utterly defeated and with a completely blank head, Cyra picked up his call and pressed the phone against her ear.“Amor…..” Cyra heard his throaty voice, but she made no efforts to answer him because they both knew he was even capable of hearing her silence and understanding the beating of her heart. “This night turns out to be unendurable, because it seems to become too long,” she silently listened to his every word while peering at the sky.“And

‘My Ethan’. The moment his ears heard her calling another man as hers, the havoc of insanity, which he thought he was capable of hiding inside him for the rest of his life, broke apart irredeemably.Cyra, who was glowering at his back with her watery eyes, finally saw him slowly turning around. A tendril of chill ran down her spine when she looked into his eyes and found nothing but that lethal madness, which made him look like a feral, wild animal, who was going to tear her into two.“Your Ethan….?” Cyra noticed the pitch of his tone had turned extremely deep and husky. A sadistic smirk formed on his face, rather than that grin of his calmness, and this petrified Cyra because she could feel the lava of his reality burning out from him.His feet made their way towards her, making Cyra grip her wedding gown tightly. Her survival instincts were screaming at her to run away from him because he was capable of doing the worst to her, but she chose to stay and witnessed how far his worst wa

“Aah….” Her loud moans of pain and pleasure were echoing against the walls of that room. Their heavy breathings were reverberating in a rhythm, turning the sound of their skin slapping against each other more sinful.Cyra dug her nails roughly against his back as she felt him going more deep inside her. Her eyes glossed up. She didn't want to feel this. She didn't want to let this bliss overpower her, but even after every attempt, she couldn't stop her gushing core from clenching around him.A growl of pleasure escaped from his mouth, feeling her squeezing her warm and narrowed walls around him.“So my beautiful wife is loving it as much as I do,” he husked in her ear, smirking, and then nibbled on her earlobe harshly. Cyra hissed in pain, but even that pain forced her to arch her back. She tightly squeezed her eyes shut. She hated this, but she could do nothing to stop her body from falling for it, and this made Cyra hate herself more than she hated this man above her.Tears vigorou

Sleep had finally washed over her, both due to mental and physical exhaustion. Her head was placed over his arm, whereas his palm was gently stroking her head to make sure to give her as much comfort as possible.His cerulean eyes were peering down at her. He hadn't slept a wink that entire night because he was aware of her being awake, and even of those moments when she grabbed that knife to take his life but couldn't. Besides, having a sleepless night was not something foreign for him. He had been enduring such nights, since the day he had started understanding the need of sleep in a life.His eyes remained glued at her face. He was aware of that inner turmoil she was facing. He was aware of that battle which her heart and head was fighting and how much it was hurting her. He was aware of every single thing, and that was what had made him hide her in his darkness.Exhaling a soft sigh, he lightly kissed her forehead, making Cyra rub her face against his arm, and then she pushed her

Keana. Cyra was startled, seeing Keana at the door.“Hey! How are you?” Cyra heard Keana asking her with a small smile on face, but Cyra could clearly see a certain kind of worry in her eyes which Keana was trying to hide from her with her smile.Cyra passed her a beam and then nodded at her.“Please come,” Cyra said to Keana and then stepped away from the door to let Keana enter the house.“So how's everything going at home?” Cyra asked her, while closing the door. Keana smiled at her question.“Everything is fine. I just came here to check on you,” Keana's answer turned Cyra a bit suspicious because it made her feel like Keana knew something which she was not aware of, and this was what had turned Keana extremely concerned regarding her wellbeing.What Keana was trying to hide from her? Did she know the reason why her mother wanted her to refuse this wedding? It was the perfect time to tackle the truth from Keana.“Sit. I will get something for you to eat and drink,” Cyra said to he