Her Cruel One-Sided Love – Arranged Marriage Read Online Marian Tee

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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39233 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
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Ysabel wished the ground could swallow her up. If she said 'yes', would Massimo not think her a prude? But if she said 'no', would he not think of her as easy?

She took a deep breath even though she still had no idea what to say, but just as her lips parted, she heard Massimo drawl—-

"The answer to that shall be between my fidanzata and me, but you have my word that I will abide by whichever choice Ysabel makes. And now, if you could excuse us..."

Giancarlo returned to his family's side just in time to see Massimo walk away with his fidanzata, and worth noting was how his brother's hand was already pressed possessively against Ysabel's back.

"It seems I have missed a lot," he murmured to his own fidanzata.

"If you want the TL;DR version—-Massimo has numerous cold showers to look forward to, in case Ysabel chooses to keep her V-card before their big day."

A slight smile curved over Giancarlo's lips at her explanation, and the sight immediately had Sarica's hatefully gullible heart skipping a beat. Grr. She turned away without a word, intending to hitch a ride back home with Ezio...but this was easier said than done, with strong fingers already cupping her elbow to spin her back into facing her annoyingly gorgeous fidanzato.

Just a few months more, Sarica desperately reminded herself. Just a few months more, and then she'd be free.

I AM TO BE HER FIRST. The words were all Massimo could think about as he led Ysabel to his car, which was parked just outside the hospital's basement lobby.

I am to be her first!

It was the craziest thought to have, especially since just seconds ago he had been convinced that she was pregnant with another man's child—-and he had been willing to claim her baby as his, if that was what it took for their wedding to push through.

How the hell had he come to this point?

It was as if Ysabel had woven a spell around him, and he would rather face an eternity of torment with her by his side rather than have her leave.

Ysabel glanced warily at Massimo when he opened the car door for her. "Where are we going?"

"I'm driving you home." Massimo's tone was curt. "Unless there is somewhere else you want to go?"

Ysabel shook her head, and once inside, she watched him walk around the car, all the while thinking...was this truly happening?

Massimo slid behind the wheel and noticed Ysabel struggling with her seatbelt. "Let me..." He reached across her to help her out, but then he heard Ysabel catch her breath as the side of his arm brushed against her breasts...

Fuck.

The sound of her seatbelt snapping back to the side of the car had Ysabel gasping in surprise, but as soon as her lips parted open, Massimo was already covering her mouth with his, and butterfly wings fluttered like crazy inside her stomach.

Aaah.

The sudden onslaught of Massimo's deep, forceful kiss swept all thoughts out of Ysabel's mind, and all she could do was hold on to his massive shoulders for life as his tongue delved past her lips. The way his fingers gripped her hair as he pulled her head back made her toes curl inside her shoes; his touch was almost savage in its possessiveness, and she loved it.

This...

This was what her subconscious mind had secretly and shamefully yearned for.

This was what she had fought against thinking of every waking moment of her life in the past five years.

This was once forbidden, but when she remembered what La Strega and Cattleya had revealed earlier, and what their words had made her realize—-

This man...could have fallen in love with me five years ago.

The thought was instantly liberating, with Ysabel breaking free from every self-imposed restrction she had chained herself to, and before she realized what she was doing, her arms were already winding around his neck, and her body molding against Massimo's lethally muscular form in surrender as her tongue tentatively mated with his.

A rough growl of need escaped Massimo's lips at Ysabel's unexpected response, and he was no longer able to keep his hands to himself. As he kissed her harder and more hungrily, he also became busy acquainting himself with the tantalizing curves of her body, with his hands briefly spanning her waist before moving up once again until his fingers finally claimed one swollen breast.

Ysabel could only whimper against Massimo's lips when he started kneading her breast, and she whimpered again when both of his hands were now in full possession of her aching flesh. Her nipples began to pucker at the way his hands felt so impossibly big and strong, and when Massimo's fingers suddenly tweaked her nipples before pinching them hard—-

Aaaaaah!

Disbelief and satisfaction unlike any other roared through Massimo's veins when Ysabel suddenly gasped against her lips, and soft, telltale shudders of release ripped through her body. He was no innocent boy not to know when a woman was faking her orgasm, and the fact that this was real - that he had truly made his fidanzata climax with merely his hands on her breasts - turned his world completely outside down.


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