Just Before My Wedding: Trapped By My Ruthless Boss novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70

KISAREL

1. JM.

“Are you serious right now?” Moon let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “You want me to apologize to her? To Kisarel? For-

“For the way you just spoke to her and the way you just shoved that bag at her. Yes.” He tilted his head by one degree. “Orl can punish you accordingly. Your choice.”

Something went through my chest at that word.

Punishment…

Those were the same words he used on me the other day….

Was he going to tie Moonie to his headboard? Blindfold her? Edge her until she was a sobbing, begging mess? Was he going

to…

Jesus, Kisarel. Stop it already! I scolded myself, pressed the thought flat, and immediately stepped on it.

I kept my face completely neutral and my eyes forward and told myself I had absolutely no right to feel what was currently burning through my chest.

Moonie was his fiancée. Whatever happened between them was none of my business. It had nothing to do with me. I had absolutely no right to feel the thing I had just felt for half a second before I shut it down.

None.

“I’m sorry.” Moonie threw a clipped, thin apology, aimed somewhere in my general direction, without making eye contact.

“Look at her when you say it,” Oceans said, and her jaw tightened visibly.

Her grey–green eyes were communicating approximately everything she couldn’t say out loud.

“I’m sorry,” she said again. Though it was still thin, she was looking at me when she said it.

Oceans said nothing. He seemed pleased.

Moon reached forward and properly held the bag out toward me, and I took it.

She was already turning to leave when Oceans spoke again,

“Moon.”

She stopped, closed her eyes briefly, and opened them.

“Apologize for taking them in the first place.”

What the hell is going on?

F

What did Oceans do to Moon to make her do this? She wasn’t being a mean brat? Instead, she was doing everything he wanted her to do.

More questions popped up in my head. But I swallowed them all up.

Whatever it was, something fluttered in my stomach at the way Oceans stood up for me. It was beautiful to watch.

The sound Moonie made sat somewhere between disbelief and frustration. She looked like someone who had come here to

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do one humiliating thing and was now being asked to do a second, and could not find a single exit from the situation.

“I’m sorry,” she said, through her teeth. “for taking your clothes.”

“Thank you,” I said, because I had been raised with manners.

The way she turned, walked to the door, and pushed through it was the most restrained exit I had ever watched a person make. let alone Moonie, when she was humiliated.

Every line of her body communicated the things she was not permitted to say, and she carried them all the way out the door until she clicked it shut.

I let out a long breath, stood there for a moment with the bag in my hands, before turning to face Oceans.

“Oceans…”

“You can give them out, Kiss.” He said, reaching for my wrist and pulling me to himself, “We can always buy more.

He settled me onto his thighs. I shot back up like the contact had voltage.

His arm locked around my waist and brought me back down and kept me there.

“She could come back,” I said, very aware of the exact position I was currently in and what it would look like to anyone who pushed through that door. “We can’t be sitting like this if she—”

“Then it’ll be eye for eye.” The corner of his mouth pulled up. “Don’t you think?”

He found it funny.

“What did you tell her?” I asked, instead, curiosity eating me alive. “I know Moonie. She wouldn’t do that if you held a gun to her head, let alone a polite request. She would never-”

He held my gaze intently, like he could see straight through every wall I pretended to have.

“I have my way. I can make anyone do anything I want them to do…” His hand moved to cup my breasts, and I could feel the heat of his touch even through the fabric.

I swallowed hard, fighting to keep my sanity intact as his other hand found the back of my neck. His fingers curled into my hair.

He tilted my head, baring the curve of my throat, and pressed his lips there, in a soft, featherlight kiss, before I felt the barest scrape of teeth.

“Did you…” I tried to hold onto the thread of what I was asking as his mouth kept moving up my neck. “Did you threaten

her?”

Oceans scoffed against my skin. The warmth of his breath on my jaw made my fingers curl against his shirt.

“Why?” He kissed the side of my mouth. “Trying to find out if I fucked her into compliance?”

My heart stopped, then slammed back to life. “Of course, not. You two are getting married. You most definitely…”

“What if I told you,” his lips pressed to the other corner of my mouth, then the center of my upper lip, then pulled back before I could chase them….that you’re the only one I fuck? Would you believe me?” he murmured.

The words went straight to my core, heat pooling low and fast. I squirmed on his lap.

Belge I could answer, he closed the remaining distance and kissed me.

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His hand tightened on my breast, kneading slowly. “You didn’t answer me, Kisarel.”

“I-“My voice broke when his thumb found my nipple through the dress, pressing down just right.

“You what?” He sucked on my lower lip. “Can’t think?” Another kiss. “Can’t lie to me?” His tongue traced pushing straight into my mouth, cutting my words off before I even formed them.

I made a sound into his mouth.

He swallowed it and kissed me harder.

my

lower lip before

“Were you jealous?” His voice had dropped to that low register, rough at the edges. His thumb brushed over my nipple as he watched my expression. “When I said ‘punish“?” His eyes stayed on my face. “Did you think about me fucking her the fuck you?”

My center quaked.

“No…” I breathed.

way I

“Your pussy is going to tell me the truth even if your mouth won’t.” His hand left my breast and traveled down, finding the hem of my dress and sliding beneath it. “I can feel you getting wet through your dress, baby. Do you know that?”

His fingers traced up my inner thigh, and I stopped breathing. “Were you jealous, Kiss?”

His fingers found the band of my thong, pushed it aside, and dipped in.

He broke the kiss, breathing hard, and looked down at where his hand had disappeared beneath my dress.

When he looked back up, his eyes were almost black.

“Fuck.” The word left him as his fingers moved over my wetness. “All these for me?”

I was embarrassingly, catastrophically wet. And the dark satisfaction on his face told me he would use this information against me.

His tongue drove past my lips again, more desperately, fucking into my mouth with deep, possessive strokes. He tasted every corner–the roof of my mouth, the inside of my cheeks, the curve of my tongue.

His hand fisted my hair, tilting my head exactly where he wanted it, and he kissed me harder and deeper, like he was trying to consume me from the inside out.

“You were jealous…” He pushed his finger inside me, swallowing the gasp that almost escaped me.

“I wasn’t… The word dissolved into a sound I produced entirely without permission.

“No?” He curled his fingers inside me, finding that spot that made my vision blur.

“Oh, God.”

He added a second finger, stretching me, and my hips bucked forward, chasing the pressure or anything he was willing to give me at this point because the alternative was losing my mind completely on my boss’s lap in his office.

“Say it.” He pumped harder, pushing me to the brink. “Tell me you were jealous and I’ll give you what you want

His fingers suddenly stilled, and I nearly sobbed.

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“Yes.” The confession tore out of me. “God, yes. I was jealous. Please.”

He smiled. It was the most terrifying and beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

But, suddenly, the smile faded, replaced by something more serious, “Look at me. Kiss…” His voice… It was deep and rough.

I opened my eyes fully and found his, and what I found there made my breath stutter.

His fingers were still deep inside me.

“What if I told you…” He said slowly, his eyes searching mine, “…that I have fallen for you?”

His eyes moved to the pulse jumping at my throat and back up to mine.

“Will you believe me?”

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