Chapter 119: Chapter 119

Chapter 119 [MIA]

A day passes. Then two and three. Before I know it, the whole week was gone.

The first few days, I threw tantrums and starved myself. After the fourth day, I had been eating one meal a day and pushing away everything else, including different cupcakes I was being sent for dessert.

“Sir isn’t going to approve of this “If he cares so much, ask him to conc I’m dieting for our wedding.”

looks at me with a permanent frown etched on her lips. “You’ve been starving for a week.”

me myself instead of locking me up like I’m Rapunzel.” I screech. “Besides, if he asks, just tell him Something flickers in Lana’s eyes, and if I didn’t know better, I’d say it was sympathy. But it couldn’t be, because she didn’t have one kind bone in her body.

“Why do you dislike me so much, Lana?” I asked her, unable to stop my curiosity today. I had been in this house for over a month and a half, locked in my room with her for a week and she hadn’t still warmed up to me.

“I don’t dislike you,” she replies without thinking too much. “It’s just that, when you are around or even involved, Sir is distracted.”

If I wasn’t this mad at Alex, I would have actually blushed at what Lana said. My liking for him was stupid. “And why is that so bad?” I asked. “Couldn’t that man use a little... distraction? He’s so stressed and focused all the time.”

“When Sir is distracted, lives become at risk.” She simply replies, picking up the tray of dinner and dessert I had pushed away.

“Including his own.”

And then she walks away, leaving me to myself.

I sigh, rolling over in the bed. One week of being inside and I missed how stupidly there was a part of me that missed him. I hadn’t heard his voice. I missed it. I missed his touch, I missed his presence, just him over all.

But another part of me was just so mad.

He didn’t even ask me to marry him, he just demanded it. Like it was his God given right that he was establishing.

Arrogant fucker.

My arrogant fucker.

I shut my eyes, knowing I had about thirty minutes of alone time before Lana freshens up and comes back. She does that every day like clock work. She was a robot.

Darkness consumes me when I hear footsteps behind me and then the door shuts and locks.

Maybe she wasn’t a robot after all. Look who decided to change her routine.

“Mia.” Alex’s voice makes its way to me. “Or I think you prefer Rapunzel, isn’t that right?”

My eyes flung open and I got up on the bed so fast, just think I gave myself a whiplash. “Alex,” I only breathed. I hated how there was no anger in my voice, just... just how I missed him.

I took him in. His hair were messed up and he had a stubble. He usually shaves clean.

1/3 |||

where the wa intensity angles had the Thoort wastin a breach of my privacy His eyebrows shap “Didn’t we agre (‘re mine!

“So That That doesn’t you can have cameras in my room.”

* don’t have cameras in your room, cupcake.” He smiles softly, and heart futter overheard you talking to Lana”

hy did he have to smile? That too the kind that makes my “Oh.” I feebly reply before straightening my back, reminding myself I’m mad at him. “Why’re you here?”

“Do you want me to go?”

1 blink, and then I shake my head negatively. A small shake, but it’s still enough to get him to smirk.

“Did you miss me, Mia?”

“Only a little,” My voice was basically non existent.

One corner of his lips was still raised as he throws himself on the bed beside me.

“What’re you doing?” I asked.

“Claiming what’s mine,” He replies, and his lips trail down my jaw.

The burning sensation returns, and immediate arousal floods me at the anticipation of more. Oh, I had missed this.

I breathe him in, his scent, his touch.

My hands find their way to rub his chest over his T–shirt, and I desperately claw it off him.

This just causes his smirk to grow. “You missed me only a little, huh?”

I glare at him as I remove my own T–shirt, letting my tits out.

“You’ve not been wearing a bra.” He says, more like a statement to himself as he finds his way on top of me, taking one of my breasts into his hand and the other into his mouth while his eyes were tinted upwards and maintaining eye contact.

I think he loved watching the effect he has on me, the way my eyes twinkled when he touched me.

“Don’t stop yourself from taking my name, baby. If I don’t hear your voice screaming it, I’m going to drive you to your climax and not let you orgasm.”

I gasp at his words. I hadn’t even realised I was biting my lips till he said it.

“Mh–hm.” I nod frantically, “More, Alex.7 2/3 |||

J Chapter 119 “More what, darling?” His erection pressed against my pussy and I could feel it despite both of us having our bottoms on.

I grind against him in a desperate move.

Why was he not being quick?

“More of you.”

“Say please, Mia.”

“Please, Alex. More of you, please.”

“All you had to do was ask.” He flips me over and I squealed, because in one swift motion, my bottoms and my underwear was down, and my ass was thrown in the air.

His hand squeezes one of its cheek, and his lips place trailing kisses on the other one.

I whimper. “Alex!”

“Yes, baby?” He mutters. “I love your ass”

“Mh–hm.” I moan when his fingers softly trail my pussy, but instead of inserting them in like I had expected him to, he puts his head on the mattress between my legs, my ass still up in the air.

“Alex?” I call for him, my arousal coating my inner thigh. His thumb trails it, and my knees shake as I squirm under the way he was staring at my pussy.

And then, he instructs, “Sit on me, baby.”