Chapter 124/The Price of a Double Game

Chapter 124: 124/The Price of a Double Game

Chapter 124

Stephanie’s point of view

Pure terror, panic, and sheer horror instantly coursed through my veins like a sudden strike of lightning. My naked frame convulsed with a suppressed tremor beneath the blankets. Damn it!

Did that wretched maid actively relay something suspicious to his ears? Or did he discover the intricate details of my relationship with Cedric through his own terrifying methods? Desperately trying to anchor my pale features to project absolute sincerity, I stated in a trembling, choked whisper: "No... absolutely not. I do not permit him."

He slid his rough palm down from my cheek, trailing slowly toward my throat in a manner that completely seized my breath. He then wrapped his massive, warm hand tightly around my neck, applying a firm, crushing pressure that constricted my passage, forcing a weak, pained groan from my throat. He delivered a terrifying, venomous hiss directly into my ears: "If I ever discover or find out that he laid a single finger on you in any manner, Steph..."

The pressure of his powerful grip multiplied over my throat, leaning his torso down to whisper the remainder of his warning directly against my vibrating ear: "I swear to you, last night’s punishment will look like an absolute paradise compared to what I will systematically execute upon your flesh."

My limbs completely tensed, a primitive dread consuming my gut regarding what Alex was fully capable of doing to crush my existence if he were to uncover the absolute truth; his sadism was entirely devoid of mercy. After several agonizing seconds of suffocating terror, he relaxed his steel grip around my neck. He automatically lowered his hand toward my exposed breasts, his fingers initiating a slow, mockingly provocative circle around my highly sensitive, erect nipple.

A violent, sweeping shiver struck straight down my spine, thoroughly shattering my composure. Suddenly, and without a single shred of warning, he clamped his fingers around my nipple, delivering a sharp, unyielding pinch. My spine arched violently against the pain against my willpower, a hot, explicit groan ripping from my throat.

A slow, mocking, and malicious smirk etched across his lips as he stated in a rough, gravelly growl: "My submissive little whore is still explicitly starving for my touch despite the intense localized pain of last night."

I bolted upright with a sudden, frantic haste to escape his suffocating trap and burning gaze, swinging my feet over the mattress to stand up. But at that critical, highly unstable fraction of a second, a sharp, burning, and devastating wave of agony tore through my lower stomach and my thighs, completely shattering my balance.

Damn his absolute brutality and his sadism; he had fully executed his promise from last night, completely stripping my body of the ability to walk normally. Before I could take a step, I felt his powerful hand reach out with a sudden swiftness, violently yanking my frame straight back toward the bed. He forced my body down with an unyielding harshness directly over his hot lap, trapping me completely between his broad thighs.

Placing his massive, heavy palm over the skin of my stomach, he caressed it with a slow, calculating pressure, anchoring his dark blue eyes into my features as he demanded calmly: "Are my little babies doing well inside?"

My pupils dilated in absolute, unmitigated shock, the blood completely freezing inside my veins from the sheer terror of his statement; the babies inside my womb belonged entirely to Cedric, not him! And he comprehended that fact perfectly well.

My silence and chaotic panic stretched over a series of seconds as my mind raced to process the shock. His broad jaw clenched with a rigid intensity, his tone shifting into a sharp, authoritative demand as his dark pupils bored straight through my soul: "What is wrong with you? Are you not going to answer my demand?"

Jolting in sheer dread, I stated in a rapid rush: "Yes... yes, of course they are perfectly fine and in excellent health."

He trailed his hand down with an agonizingly slow, terrifying deliberation over my bare thigh, before sliding it directly and boldly over my pussy. Suddenly, and without a single shred of warning, he rubbed it with a powerful, extreme violence between his fingers.

A sharp, loud, and intensely pained groan ripped from my throat; my clit was severely swollen, highly sensitive, and engorged from the lash of the flogger and the harsh instruments from last night.

Staring down at my pale, agonized features, a hungry grin of pure desire etched across his lips as he surveyed my frame, demanding: "Do you desire a violent morning round and a fresh punishment?"

I shook my head in rapid, absolute refusal, stating with shallow, suffocating breaths: "No... I do not believe my body is capable."

He rubbed my swollen clit once more with an extreme, deliberate harshness to systematically provoke my submission. A sudden, violent electric shock of blistering heat cascaded through my limbs, causing my entire frame to convulse frantically against his hot torso. He demanded with a sharp, freezing detachment: "And why exactly are you offering this refusal, Steph?"

I closed my eyes in total, absolute helplessness, my trembling fingers clawing at the fabric of his shirt for support as I released a breathless sob dripping with raw localized pain: "Because I am experiencing an intense agony... my pussy hurts explicitly bad because of last night."

He fixed his dark blue eyes onto my puzzles, a rigid, calculating inspection tracking over my pained features and tearing eyes to verify the truth. He stated in a low, gravelly rumble that slightly lost its harsh edge: "Are you genuinely in that level of pain?"

Swallowing with immense difficulty against a burning throat, I stated in a faint whisper: "Yes... Alex."

He slowly and deliberately withdrew his hand from my pussy, which was overflowing with wetness and desire despite the intense localized pain. The burning pressure finally vanished from my swollen clit, though the residual throbbing heat continued to pulse through my internal organs. He stated in a dry, calm tone: "By virtue of your absolute obedience last night and executing my order in the end... I will permit you to rest now."

Taking a tight, shallow breath, I stated with a fractured, trembling lull: "I will proceed directly to the bathroom to bathe... perhaps it will soothe the ache."

He tilted his head with flat composure, looking at my frame as he stated: "Very well... go."

I rose off his lap with immense difficulty and total physical weakness, my naked body actively vibrating from the sheer exhaustion. Placing my feet onto the freezing floor, I began to advance with incredibly short, heavy, and staggering steps toward the bathroom like an old woman; the localized pain across my lower stomach and the absolute depth of my pelvis was so severe and crushing that I nearly stumbled, only saving myself by anchoring my palm firmly against the wall. Alexander had fully executed his threat from last night, completely paralyzing my ability to walk normally.

I entered the bathroom with trembling paces, shutting the wooden door firmly behind me. I approached the shower with freezing limbs, turning on the warm water in a desperate bid to soothe the blistering fire locked within my swollen pussy.

The absolute moment I finalized my exhausting bath, I wrapped my body in a towel, stepping directly in front of the large, steam-covered mirror. Wiping the glass with my palm to gather my shattered sanity, I stared deeply at my pale features, my thoroughly exhausted eyes, and the thick remnants of the marks and bruises his teeth and absolute sadism had stamped across my neck and chest. I whispered in a faint tone:

"Stephanie... fucking two men simultaneously and playing a high-stakes game on two opposing ropes is absolutely not a simple matter you can survive in peace. And you will absolutely pay a devastating price for it, whether you like it or not."