Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

‘You are terrible Sandro, the worst man I have ever met.’ The one last year crawled down on her cheek, making Elle regret the decision of loving him. The woman wiped off her tears with her liner freshly done eye make up smeared on her face. Elle did not want to stay with him now and relying on Lucas was itself a stupidity she thought… she had committed. However she did not intend to jump off the window in the first place, rather she wanted to scare him knowing that the mere act would show her the weak spot of Sandro. And all of her went just as the woman expected, at first she assumed that Sandro was just using her for his revenge. But now after concluding that the guy really cared for her she was elated and her hatred towards him lowered a bit. Sandro on the other hand was no less than a beast, that the man dared to assault her by breaking the boundaries she had set for him. Elle reached for the duvet and pulled the cloth over her naked breasts, the woman closed her eyes and inhaled deeply when despite numerous efforts her mind wandered in the past. She could not help but compare Sandro with her current fiance Richardson and found the latter one close to her heart. But nonetheless she could not disperse the hot feeling which Elle got with every single touch done by Sandro. Her body had known him, his smell and his touch, that’s why Elle’ treacherous body reacted to him upon finding its intimate partner. ‘I can’t do it anymore, he isn’t going to change and this… this violation…’ Elle did not expect such indecent behaviour from him but the man crushed all her hopes. She tried to believe his words, suspecting that he might actually have improved himself and turned out to be a good version of himself. But the current incident made her question Sandro’ actions and words, which had a big contrast in it. The woman stared blankly at the roof with numerous thoughts bombarding her mind, mainly the worry caused her discomfort that how would she survive here? How could she call for help since the Petrakis family owned the island and she practically had no way out. ‘I won’t accept this as my fate, I would never settle for less when I have the best.’ Elle was not willing to give in, she was determined to do whatever it took to find an escape. The lady shot up from the bed while wrapping the duvet around her body, Elle walked towards the washroom. The woman turned on the shower and stepped under it without removing the duvet. On one side she wanted to remove the trace of every single touch of Sandro, while on the other hand she recalled the gentle touches of Richardson which made her feel desired and loved. Elle raked through her wet hair and planned her next moves, since the woman was not a regular submissive and helpless lady! On the other side of the picture Sandro was in his room, apparently on the ground floor. He clicked on the watch after calming his nerves and the anxiety he got from the incident. He wanted to ensure her safety and to check on the woman he placed spy cameras in every square corner of the castle. Sandro did not want to lose her once again thus the man bugged the whole damned building, and in that moment he surfed through every corner of the room where Elle was staying. “Where are you? Come on, where are you girl?” Sandro felt his breath get hitched upon not finding Elle in the room, he clicked every single camera of the certain room. However the Petrakis family had been dealing in some other business, but since Sandro had his interest in the technological field… the man hired a team of tech experts to give him gadgets of his own choice. His temples experienced cold sweat out of fright that Sandro assumed he lost her, it was the moment when the camera showed her in the bathroom. For a brief moment Sandro did not notice that she was bathing but soon he realised how inappropriate was his urge to see her bathing. Despite keeping in mind how much she just hated and scolded him upon the assault, Sandro could not hold back from ogling her. “No, no! Elle you have no idea, I can’t just let you go to someone else’s arms.” Sandro raked through his hair and lowered his head while sitting on the bed. He threw the phone on the bed and rolled his sleeves up to the elbows and threw his body on the bed backwards. “If you really want me to leave you alone, then you have to kill me with your own hands. I will gladly accept death more than seeing you becoming someone else’s wife!” Sandro inhaled deeply and took his phone, he could see the white wet duvet around her body. Despite the cloth covering her body the running water made her nipples become visible. The man gulped seeing her almost nude in front of his eyes, although it was through the camera. Unconsciously Sandro reached for his jeans when he realised the hardened bulge and cursed the whole situation. On the other hand when his eyes shifted back on his watch Elle was removing the wet duvet and soon her body appeared in front of Sandro’ vision. “Holy Moly! What are you trying to do, woman!?” Sandro was unable to hold back his urge and opened the zipper of his jeans, the man took out his hardened glorious junior and began to jerk it off vigorously while staring at Elle. The man could not hold back his inner beast and growled with his desire-full voice. Only if Sandro had known how he was making the situation worse unknowingly, and close he was getting to lose Elle if she came to know about the spy cameras. -.-.-.-.-.- Don’t stay silent guys, you know comments are what keep me ongoing. Thank you for supporting up till now~Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.