Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies is the best current series by the author Quirinus Amalia. The Chapter 89 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 89 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.
Swiping my cards, I let myself in and pushed her body to the door the moment the door closed.
"So, how much do those bastards pay you?" I asked her.
I know she understands what I am talking about. How easily she crossed me and Ava. How fantastically she made us fools by showing her fake self!
How mercilessly she dodges our trust at her feet.
How she broke my heart
Thinking about everything, tears pooled in my eyes, but I did not let them down and held my eyes with hers in a glassy view.
"Enough to buy my loyalty." She replied again with no grief.
"And how about this body? Did they pay anything for this?" I asked, reaching close to her face.
Our noses were touching each other, and my hand found her ass cheek, and I pressed them hard.
She flinched in pain but said nothing.
"I asked you something, my kitten eye." I called her by the name I used to when we were alone.
The eyes I always admire have lied to me with no hint of doubt.
"Not everyone can afford this body." She whispered enough for me to hear.
"Really?" I asked while my hands went up to her back. The Pad of my finger touched her cold skin.
"Tell me your price; let me see if I can afford it or not." I said this while my lip reached her collarbone.
"A night with you would work, I guess. Not everyone gets the honor to spend a night with you." She said this when, finally, her finger pad touched my jaw.
I saw the lust in her eyes long ago, and I won't let this chance slip away. I am going to use every bit.
"Of course, as I don't whore around as others do." I again seether.
"So how many have touched you like this, hmm?" I asked when I cupped her breast.
By now, I have completely lost my mind. I wanted answers about why she backstamped me. I wanted to take revenge. I wanted to punish her.
"I have forgotten the count." She replied in a shaky voice, looking into my eyes, and deep down, something broke at that moment instantly.
"But trust me, no one was better than you." She again spoke while gliding her finger from my face to my neck.
I smirk with my broken heart and glassy eyes.
"Then a pretty lady like you should not wait. Hmm?" I asked, looking into her eyes.
She said nothing, but lust was clear in her eyes.
"Then a pretty lady like you shouldn't wait Hmm?" I said, looking into her eyes.
She said nothing, but lust was clear in her eyes.
"But before we go ahead, I want some answers, kitten," I said while nibbling her earlobe.
"Hmm" I heard her shaky hmm.
I know how my touch is affecting her.
I won't deny her touch is not affecting me, but right now I am controlling myself because of one wrong move, and I am doomed.
Right now, she is the only one who can answer me.
She is the only one I can ask why Blake is doing everything.
Why did Blake suddenly adopt Bella?
"Why did you backstab my kitten?" I asked in a husky tone; my hands were roaming on her fine, soft body.
"I will give you all my answers, but not today.
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