Semua Bab Arrange Marriage [ Craving ]: Bab 11 - Bab 20

•DOMINIC•I took a sip of my black coffee, keenly watching Sofia run on the beach from my office window wall.In the few days we'd spent on the island, I'd figured going on the beach to read and soak in the sun was her morning ritual and every morning, she seemed happier and much more carefree.This morning, she wore a baggy white shirt dress with her hair tumbling down her shoulders. The wind tousled her hair and ruffled her shirt the more she moved seemingly on a video call with someone as she held her phone up to her face.I could watch her all day and never get bored. Lately, I'd figured I didn't just want to watch her. I wanted to join her, spent time with her and enjoy her warm presence.The only problem? She instantly made my cock jump by simply breathing the same air as me and I suddenly didn't trust my self-control around her.I was trying to stay a distance away from her, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my need for her would turn into extreme desperation.Loud

•SOFIA•The strong feelings I was beginning to intimately nurture for my husband in my heart were something I could neither understand nor fully admit because they frightened me to some extent.I knew he was a busy man with loads of problems to deal with, both personal and business-related, but somehow, I was beginning to notice every single detail in the past few days of our honeymoon and feel for him.Today had been the worst, seeing the stress swimming in his gorgeous eyes and the tension in his muscles when I held him in my arms.I had a deep yearning to know what was bothering him so much and help him soothe away his stress in any way possible. I wanted my grasp on his muscular frame to melt away his stress and give him a sense of serenity I felt he deeply desired.I wanted to be his safe haven, a place where his darkness could be turned into light and misery into joy. I just had too many wishes and cravings since I'd met him, lately mostly the desire to try out an actual relatio

•DOMINIC•I blinked my bleary eyes open, sleepiness slowly disappearing from my eyes. I could feel the light of dawn seep into our bedroom with a warm gentle glow, the first rays of sun lighting up the room.Naturally, I'd want to get out of bed, stretch my muscles and watch the day fold in by the window, but my muscles cramped in place when I figured I didn't have just myself to consider.A smile flickered across my face like a hologram, warmth blossoming in my chest as I dipped my nose into the fiery strawberry-blonde spools of Sofia's hair pooled on her pillow.I remembered us falling asleep in this manner with me spooning her like a precious nested egg, but our legs hadn't been so intertwined, radiating maximum warmth to us both. It must have happened sometime during the night just like it'd been frequently happening in the past week of our honeymoon.I could feel one of my hands clamped down on her bare stomach inside her tank top like it belonged there, my little finger inches

•SOFIA•I fidgeted with the straw in my glass, swirling it around the orange juice before taking a small refreshing sip.Tension thick enough to make me regret stubbornly leaving the car and entering the house suffocated me.My eyes couldn't help but glaze over the kitchen where I sat on a stool, following Olivia and the twins I figured were Cara and Craig, following her everywhere like her tail.They were bound to follow their mother around and ask her countless questions given the pathetic condition she was in, her face swollen and red, a few smudges of blood staining her white blouse.Her injuries had Teodoro written all over them despite me having little knowledge about the man. His violent nature scared me although I'd surprised myself with the guts I'd shown to leave the car and probably face him.It'd been chaotic upstairs for minutes, glass shattering and slaps resounding before it'd all gone eerily silent. I'd been counting the minutes until they spilled into an hour and a ha

•SOFIA•The shock swimming in my mother's pupil-dilated eyes confirmed I wasn't too deluded to think what was I witnessing was top-tier bizarre.Their fucking must have been so intense and overstimulating that she couldn't muster the will to stop despite our intense eye contact before she became undone, falling back onto the desk with her back sharply arched.Teodoro must have felt my presence, the realisation aided by the maximum tension clouding my mother's wandering eyes as he turned back to me with a slightly cocked brow.The second our eyes met, his lips curled into a smug smile as he thrust into my mother one more time before pulling out and spilling a thick white liquid onto the broken pottery on the floor.I visibly gagged, sharply turning around with my hand covering my mouth as I trotted out of the stuffy room.It took seconds for heavy footsteps to follow behind me and I could almost feel him grab me, pin me against the wall and destroy me altogether with his viciousness.I