A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 87

The moment I fall on the bed, I opened my phone with trembling hands, then clicked on his text while holding my breath, and read it.

Alexanden; Contact me when your sober, we need in talk, Mr. Nikolai.

Mr?…. He has meer addicised my name with

Sidence… and empty thoughts filled my head as I reread his message over and over. I was dead this time. No debe about it,

“What am I really grong in da?”, I whispered into the emptiness, hoping the ceiling hid answers. After a few minutes, if hegan to sink in and I atstatted think the worst, wondering if he’s going to fire me or worse, tear the contract to shreds.

Tvr really fucked up now shit, how do I explain this to him? At the

of the day, he’s still my husband, boss, and I reached my actor contract.

The room seemed to close in on me as I clicked on the voicemail, he also test mir..

Ha voler came through, low, restrolled, but there was a faint tremor of frustration I couldn’t ignore. “I need to beat frots you, nowe. Don’t make me wait,

The message ended, and I felt a pit open up in my stomach. He wasn’t angry yet, but I could hear it building. A storm waiting to unleash.

1 scrolled to the next voicemail, bracing myself for more.

“I don’t know what game you’re playing, but you better call me back, Now” The last word was a warning.

1 froze as I heard that warning. He had sent me that voicemail before sending the message where he called me Mr.

There was no going back now. He wasn’t going to let me slip away quietly. The worst part? I deserved whatever he was going to throw my way. But now… now I had to face im.

I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the confrontation I knew was coming. He was right, I owed him an explanation. And yet, every part of me wanted to run. To avoid whatever he was planning, whatever he was about to do to me.

I stood up from the bed and began to pace my bedroom floor and stared anxiously at the clock on the wall, for what felt like the hundredth time.

on his way here as I speak.

Alessandro was probably on his way

My mouth was dry. I rubbed my palms against my jeans, trying to stop them from sweating, but it was no use. Every step I took across the roam frit too loud, too shaky. My chest was tight, breath shallow, I couldn’t get enough air.

I tried to calm myself down, I

i, but I failed.

It’s been two weeks since I saw him, and the first time I’ll see him after so long, I’m going to get fired, I just know it.

At the end of the day, he is still my husband, meaning that he will punish me sexually than last time.

I shut my eyes for a moment, trying to will my heart to slow down. It didn’t help. My body knew what was coming before my mind could catch up.

And the way he punished me when I broke his ruley last time.

The memory alone made my breath hitch, a hot ŋlish crawling up my neck. Last time… last time I disobeyed, he didn’t just lecture me. He made sure I felt it. Every inch of his anger. Every possessive, pushing thrust that reminded me exactly who I belonged to. With that big dick of his.

I swore I wouldn’t do anything to make him lase

control like t

that again.

And now God I had got and given him every reason ro.

He had probably found out everything that happened through out the night and also found that Jack slept in his house, I really didn’t know how

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Chapter 87

Alessandro’s workers allowed him to sleep here it whatever it was, I was already in trouble.

A knock sounded on my dose and I free immediately. It was probably the maid bringing me food but still it didn’t calm my nerves down,

Before I could even make it to the dout, my phone hurred violently in my hand, neatly slipping from my sweaty fingers. I looked denen.

Alessandro

hly breath caught. He was calling

I hesitated for a second too long, host staring at his name on the screen. My thumb hivered over the green in

Pick up. Pick up, dans it. I told myself.

I swallowed hard, then answered,

“H–Hello?” My voice came out in a whisper, thin and shaking.

For a beat, there was only silence from his side.

I opened my mouth to say something else but the words didn’t come out, and even if they did, what the bell would I say?

After what felt like forever, I put on a brave fare-

“H” I started again, nervously rubbing my neck

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