Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Chapter 50.

Unfortunately for her, I can’t allow it.

Part of my plan involves isolating her, Keeping her dependent. Cutting off unnecessary connections, including my own circle unless required. David knight does not get access to my wife.

She lifts a glass of water, takes a sip, then runs her tongue over her lips absentmindedly. My gaze follows the movement before I can stop it, tracks the line of her throat, the gentle rise and fall of her chest.

Heat settles low in my stomach, slow and unwelcome. I physically have to adjust myself so the tent my pants isn’t too noticeable, i don’t want anyone wondering why i have a huge bugle in the middle of my reception party.

She liked the kiss. I know she did. I’ve kissed enough women in my teenage years to recognize when one responds, and my little spitfire responded. Her body had melted into mine before her pride caught up. Innocence might play a part, sure, but that wasn’t all of it.

Which is exactly why sex as a weapon will work here, I need her pregnant for me as fast as possible, the earlier the better for the both of us.

I straighten my jacket and start toward them.

David looks up first, his smile widening. "Zane. Congratulations again my man." I brush past him and whisper in his ears. "Stay away from my wife David or I’ll have your head on a platter right where you stand."

Then I step close enough to slide an arm around Elaine’s waist, fingers settling possessively against her hip and slightly over her ass. She stiffens for half a second, then leans into me despite herself.

"Enjoying the party? Little spitfire." I ask her calmly.

Her eyes flick to my hand. Then up to my face. "I was."

Surprise is still evident on David’s face when I lift my gaze from my wife’s face to his. He’s eyes widening in shock, he raises an eyebrow. "I was just keeping your wife company."

"I’m sure," I say coolly. "She won’t be needing it now."

Elaine’s fingers curl into my jacket. Not pulling away. Not quite pushing me back either.

Good.

Very good.

This marriage might be hell.

But it’s going to be interesting.... Very interesting.

When David still hangs around, I grip his wrist and squeeze hard enough to cut off blood supply to that area. Pulling him closer I whisper. " I mean it knight, stay the fuck away from my wife."

"Zane come on... you’re such a possessive bastard."

He isn’t wrong. After my sister Isabella died, I became extremely possessive, not only about people but things, too. My therapist puts it down to a strong need for control, because of what happened to my sister and me. Whatever the reason, I don’t like my possessions being messed around with, and like it or not, My little spitfire is mine. Until she isn’t.

I withdraw from him and he leaves our side immediately. Good for him.

The moment David is out of ear shot, Elaine turns to me"What the hell did you do that for."

"Do what?."

" you know what, don’t act all innocent now."

"I don’t know what you mean little spitfire."

She’s about to say something else to me when she is interrupted by my mother

"Alexander."

That voice could cut through a war room. Dangerous in the way only my mother’s voice ever is.

I turn and there she is, immaculate as always, champagne flute in hand, eyes already taking in the situation in a single sweep. Elaine tucked against my side. David retreating with forced grace and my arm still firm around my wife’s waist. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Mother’s gaze lingers on Elaine a fraction longer than necessary. Then she smiles.

"You must have a honeymoon," she says immediately she reaches us . "It’s expected."

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