The CEO's Midnight Remedy novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316

“This is outrageous! I struggled against his grip, my fists pounding ineffectually against his back. A sharp pain shot through my shoulder where the ladlet wound from Miami was still healing, making me gasp. The sudden movement had aggravated the tender tissue, reminding me that I wasn’t fully recovered

yet.

Put me down! You can’t just–I winced as another wave of pain radiated from my

shoulder.

I can, he interrupted, his voice calm as if he carried struggling women through his garage every day. “And I am.”

Devon carried me to the private elevator as if I weighed nothing. My protests echoed in the concrete garage, but no one came to my rescue. The security cameras would show this, I realized with a flash of mortification. How many of his staff would see this footage?

Inside his penthouse, Devon finally set me down on his bed, looming over me with an intensity that made my breath catch. In the soft lighting of his bedroom, his features seemed carved from stone, beautiful and unyielding.

“Now,” he said, his voice deceptively soft, “explain your attitude today.”

I straightened my blouse, trying to regain some dignity despite the fact that I was sitting on his bed, my hair disheveled from my futile struggle. I rotated my injured shoulder carefully, trying not to show how much it hurt. “I saw the news about your engagement to Mandy Stevens. Congratulations.”

Devon stepped closer, his knee brushing against mine as he invaded my space. “And that’s why you’re avoiding me?”

“I think our arrangement should end,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “After all, I’m just your ‘contract lover,‘ aren’t I?” The term felt bitter on my tongue. “Your fiancée wouldn’t appreciate this arrangement.”

I stood to leave, smoothing down my skirt, desperate to escape before I revealed how much the news had actually hurt me. “I should go.”

Devon’s eyes flashed with anger, a storm brewing in their depths. “Only I decide when this relationship ends, Aria.”

He moved swiftly to a drawer, retrieving a pair of handcuffs that glinted in the low light. Before I could react, he had secured my wrist to the bedpost.

“You always want to run away,” he said, voice husky with an emotion I couldn’t identify.

“You can’t do this!” I tugged at the restraint, the cold metal biting into my skin. “You’re engaged! I’m tired of the constant stream of women in your life-

Devon’s mouth crashed down on mine, swallowing my protest. His kiss was aggressive and demanding, possessive in a way that sent heat spiraling through my body. I tried to resist, to hold onto my anger and hurt, but my body betrayed me, responding to his touch with a familiarity that frightened me.

His hands were everywhere, stripping away not just my clothes but my defenses. Each caress was a claim, each kiss a declaration of ownership. When his fingers grazed my injured shoulder, I flinched involuntarily, but he immediately adjusted, his touch becoming surprisingly gentle over the healing wound, before returning to its demanding intensity elsewhere.

Tell me you want me to stop,” Devon whispered against my throat, his fingers working magic against my skin. “Tell me you don’t want this.”

I couldn’t form the words. Truth was, I didn’t want him to stop, despite everything. Despite the news of his engagement, despite my own better judgment. In this moment, I was his, and we both knew it.

What followed was a passionate encounter unlike any we’d shared before. Devon’s possessiveness manifested in every touch, every whispered command. He claimed me with an urgency that spoke of something beyond desire, something I was afraid to namie, carefully working around my injured shoulder even in his most intense moments.

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Afterward, exhausted both emotionally and physically, I drifted off to sleep, Devon’s arm still wrapped possessively around my waist. My last conscious thought was wondering how I would protect my heart from a man who was promised to another, yet seemed determined to keep me bound to him.

For this man who had just announced his engagement to the world had just made me feel more wanted than anyone ever had before. And that terrified me

more than the handcuffs ever could.

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