Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 1087

Chapter 1087

Anne could sense her heart racing, threatening to leap out of her chest.

Intimacy had only ever been a way for Anthony to satisfy his need to possess her, but for Anne, it started to mean something else. She panicked at the change of heart and would only feel safe if she could remain in a distance from Anthony, but Anthony would never allow that.

As he moved closer to her, Anne felt as though she was about to be devoured whole.

Startled, Anne struggled to hold onto her last strand of sense and struggled out of Anthony’s embrace. “Stop it!”

She pressed her body up against the corner and held herself in fear as though that was the only way she could defend her pride.

The sound of running water and Anthony’s rasped breathing echoed in the spacious bathroom.

“I’m done, so I’ll go outside first…” Anne stumbled out of the bathtub and grabbed her pajamas on the hanging rack, before exiting the room.

Anthony took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair, revealing his brooding features.

Ever since Anne had her memories back, she had been avoiding him.

‘Why? Is it because of Bianca?’ He thought, before landing his fist on the glass wall next to him furiously.

Anne heard the loud thud and tensed. She reached out to grab the pillow next to her and wrapped her arms around it to feel slightly more secured

A few minutes later, she heard the door to the bathroom opening and realized that Anthony was out of the shower.

She wondered for a moment if he was in a bad mood from what she did in the bathroom, as she knew just how dangerous Anthony could be when he was furious.

The bed sank as Anthony got into bed and Anne tensed, tightening her arms around the pillow she was holding.

“Let’s sleep,” Anthony said hoarsely.

She froze, unable to react.

“Are you sleeping with a pillow in your arms? Hm?”

Anne had never had the habit of sleeping with a pillow in arms and as she contemplated her answer, he pulled the pillow away from her, before pressing up against her.

Feeling extremely anxious, she propped her hands against his chest. “Anthony, yo-”

“Call me Master.”

She bit on her lips, reluctant to comply as she always sounded like she was pleading when she did.

“You don’t want to?”

“What are you trying to do?” She asked nervously.

“No matter what it is that I want, do you think you can run from it?” Anthony studied her face from a close proximity stubbornly.

Anne soon realized that the more she tried to distance herself from Anthony, the more unlikely she was to succeed.

“Be a good girl. Call me Master and I’ll let you sleep,” he coaxed as he took in every detail of her delicate features.

Anne felt as though she had been gripped around the throat. She knew that it was Anthony’s kink, but also knew that he would not let her escape if she refused to obey. After weighing the pros and cons in her mind, she eventually lowered her voice and muttered, “…Master…” She panicked as soon as the word was out of her lips.