Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150: Chapter 150.

Instead he looks down at me with that same infuriating smirk.

"Temper, temper."

"Let!. Go!."

He tilts his head slightly.

"Oh come on now, dis you really think marrying you was because I loved you?"

For a split second, something flickers across my chest... something uncomfortable but I shove it down immediately.

"Of course not," I snap.

Zane’s eyebrow lifts slightly.

"No?"

"No."

I pull against his grip again.

"I know exactly why you married me."

"And why is that?"

I glare up at him.

"Because mt grandfather arranged it between you aand my sister ivy but I decided to be a Good Samaritan and stand in for her."

The words feel bitter coming out of my mouth.

"It was a deal," I continue. "A business arrangement between you and him."

Zane studies my face closely, tpo closely .

"Is that what you think?"

"It’s what I know."

His eyes move over my face slowly, searching.

"You’re very sure about that."

"Yes."

"Well that’s another thing I let you believe. I let you believe you had a choice, that you’re some martyr for saving your sister ivy." He pauses to bop my nose with that same infriuanting smile on his face.

"When in truth you had no choice in the matt r really. You see... my little spitfire every plan I made right from my arrangement with your grandfather to you marrying me was carefully crafted by me. I studied you fr years, saw the patterns and I kneq you would try to step in for your beloved sister. The only thing I didn’t bargain for was your sickness, but that’s oka as it aided you agreeing to marry me. I knew if I went to your grandpa and offered him a deal so good he won’t have any choice to to agree to my terms and your dear bro in turn won’t have any choice but to listen to his dearest grand father. He pauses again adjusting his grip on me.

"I had you exactly where I wanted you little spitfire. Had you in my bed, in my house with that tight wet cunt wrapped around my dick."

I yank my wrists again, trying not to let the hurt frm his words show on my face. I don’t knw why it hurts but for some weird reason it does.

"Now let go of me."

For a second longer, he just stands there holding my hands with his fingers wrapped around my wrists, his body close enough that I can feel the heat coming off him.

Then he releases me abruptly.

I immediately step back, putting space between us. My wrists feel warm where he held them, so I rub them instinctively as I scramble my brain trying for a change of topic, my heart beating over time.

Zane watches the movement.

"You’re angry," he says.

"You think?"

His mouth curves slightly.

"You hit me."

"You deserved it."

"Did I now?"

"Yes!"

I pace a few steps away from him, my head spinning with frustration.

"I came here to have an actual conversation with you."

"And we’re having one."

"No," I snap, turning back to face him. "You’re throwing insults around like a damn child."

"Oh please." My hands fly up in exasperation. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

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