Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

Elle opened the door and with a sultry look on her face she leaned against the door, her gaze was darted towards Sandro. However she tried endlessly to ensure that Sandro could not feel her suppressed expressions. ‘I hope he can’t see that I’m afraid and deliberately doing it.’ Elle stared deeply into his eyes while Sandro was dumbfounded upon seeing her sudden change. If anyone else would have been in his place might have already picked up the signals which indicated that Elle was playing with his feelings and toying with the situation to mold it into her benefit. ‘I believe he did not notice that I’m buying the time, and playing this thing to trick him into his own illusion.’ Elle wanted to take advantage of Sandro’ thoughts and the illusion he had already created, the man believed that she loved him and that was what Elle tried to assure him that very thought. “You…!” Sandro could not speak clearly since he was taken aback by the sight in front of him, the man’s jaw dropped expression a few months back used to make her skip a heartbeat. But now the very same gesture made her disgusted this time which was on less than a nightmarish occasion for Elle. “You look gorgeous, tempting I would say!” He praised her appearance while Elle smiled while constantly praying in her heart for Sandro not to catch her lies. “Haha, thank you!” Elle tried to sound calm as much as she could considering that she was all alone and required to protect herself. She had already seen that the island was somewhere unknown and she had no help or whatsoever within her reach. Hence the lady played the whole thing as Sandro would have expected from her, Elle was well aware of what and how Sandro would have wanted her to behave. Thus she prepared herself according to the particular plan, and ensured that he would not catch her at all. “Here,” He stepped forward and flung his arm out to indicate Elle to grab, he wanted to walk toward the dining hall with her in a couple-ish manner. Elle reluctantly slipped her arm into his and the man leaned in to her height since Sandro was a few inches taller to her. He kissed the nape of her neck and gently licked the very same spot, the mere touch sent a shiver down her spine. “You…. do you still get those chills with my touch?” He intentionally touched her intimately to see her reaction. “Sandro…. I told you!” She trailed off her scolding when the man grabbed her wrist and pulled Elle into his embrace. The woman had no clue that he would do something like that so suddenly, the man pushed both of themselves to the door as Elle winced slightly. Sandro made sure her back did not get hurt during the forceful push, now the woman was sandwiched between him and the door. “Don’t do this Sandro!” She tried to whisper to him while the beast in front of her was not in the mood or state to hear her out. Sandro dived in her neck and took her skin between his lips, while his one hand had been holding Elle’ waist while the other kept caging the woman’s hands. “You are breaking your promise, Sandro. Is this how…” Elle began to pant heavily when his hand travelled from waist towards her butt, she could sense his arm breathing over her skin and the small hair of his beard touched her neck and shoulder. She could still experience the outburst of emotions and dopamine in her blood with the sensation called butterfly feeling. But that was what she never wanted from Sandro now, Elle whispered to him but soon realized that she had to shout to stop him from assaulting her in the name of love. “Is this how you will break your promise!? Is this the value of my word in your eyes, huh?” She shouted with a straight face and sounded angry with spades of hatred. He stopped at once and looked in her eyes with a confused expression, Elle was unable to comprehend whether it was guilt or perhaps he was just shocked to see that she stopped him. He dashed towards the dining hall leaving her behind.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.