A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Will Alessandro divorce me and marry Leah?“,

Nikolai

I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up to Alessandro, seeing that Carmen had left and it was just the two of us now.

“Yes?” I cleared my throat. “Sorry, what did you say?”

Alessandro, who looked so handsome, with his messy styled short dark hair and his expensive suit with his shirt opened… he looked like he belonged here, like an expensive piece of art, didn’t say anything for a moment but then there was me…

Fuck, I felt so uncomfortable.

I shifted in my seat, trying to pretend I didn’t feel like every breath was too loud, every movement wrong, every second that passed a mistake ticking louder in my ears.

“I asked what you wanted to drink.” He said, his eyes piercing into

mine. “What’s wrong?”

Swallowing the air, I forced a smile, though it felt stiff and artificial on my face. “Nothing, really. I just… zoned out.”

I shouldn’t have come here… maybe this is a mistake, it’s too soon, after being kidnapped and after knowing about Leah’s issues with Alessandro, I still decided to accept to come with him on the date. What the hell was I thinking?!

“Don’t lie to me, Nikolai.” Alessandro’s deep and cold voice made the hairs on my arms to stand immediately. I didn’t want to piss him off right now but It was already too late.

“I can see it on your face.” His cold stare didn’t waver.

I looked past him as my hands started to sweat under the table, nervous about other people hearing us.

“Tell me what’s on your mind.” He demanded, his voice hard now.

Taking a deep breath, I looked straight at Alessandro. “What are we exactly after everything that happened in my absence?” I asked him. I meant our fight and the marriage issues with Leah.

My chest started pounding, when Alessandro looked emotionless immediately then he sat back in his chair. He didn’t say anything for a moment but he stared at me, not a single giveaway to tell me what he was thinking right now.

“I mean Alessandro we had a fight before I was kidnapped, then out of the blue I saw Leah Salvatore saying on the TV that you are getting married soon“, I brought back the same subject and I spoke while keeping eye contact.

“I just want to kn….“,

“You want to know if this date is real or not.” He cut me off, and I nodded my head slowly.

He sighed and then shockingly chuckled while closing his eyes.

“Nikolai….”

He opened his eyes, amusement swirling in them. “I declared my love for you in the bathroom, told you that I will choose you over Leah and you’re asking me what we are now?”

My heart skipped a beat when I heard his words.

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Chapter 142

married you Nikolai, whether forcefully ot not you re mine and I am not divorcing you. He said nonchalantly

You won’t divorce me Alessandro?“, I asked In a low voice and just like that, the world stopped and all I taw was Alessandro, thus benadee man who I once couldn’t stand, now I physically can’t stand, the way he makes my legs weak from a single confirmation.

I’m so fucked.

Clearing my throat, I felt my face grow warmer, not used to being in this situation with a guy, and definitely not in public with a gry. publically telling me he loved me and won’t divorce me.

“W–When did you-” 1 stuttered out, then cleared my throat again.

“When did you realise that you have fallen in love with me?” I asked finally.. Alessandro didn’t answer right away. Before he could, the door creaked open and a waiter stepped inside, silent and professional, carrying a silver tray with two crystal wine glasses and an unopened bottle of deep red wine. The room seemed to hold its breath, a hush falling over everything as the waiter moved with careful precision.

Still, Alessandro’s gaze never shifted not for a second. Those cold, arresting eyes stayed locked on mine, unblinking, unwavering. I felt the weight of them like a hand tightening slowly around my throat. My pulse was loud in my ears, my back too straight, my palms still damp.

He didn’t need to speak to dominate the room.

The waiter left and I finally felt like I could finally breathe again.

Alessandro leaned back slightly, but his presence didn’t retreat with the movement. If anything, it pressed in closer.

“I’ve never brought another woman to the house,” he said suddenly, his voice low making me look at him confused.

“What?” I blinked.

“After you left and got kidnapped” he clarified, eyes steady on mine. “I didn’t bring any woman to warm my bed“,

“I spent night drowning myself with alcohol only thinking about you, He added, taking a sip of his wine. “I meant it when I said I won’t divorce you and I mean it now.”

“We’re both adults and I know what I want and so do you.” He said, putting his drink down, his ocean blue eyes shining brighter under the light. I stared totally speechless.

He was right. Somewhere deep down, despite everything, despite all the fear, the confusion, the trauma I did know.

But I didn’t know what scared me more: the darkness in him… or the part of me that still wanted to step into it.

“I know I am defiant and stubborn but sometimes I inwardly ask myself how I will manage to spend my whole life with a person deadly and dangerous like you”

I laughed nervously, taking my glass in my hand, and dismissing the serious look in his eye.

He still didn’t laugh.

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