Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 244: Looking back, if Ethan hadn't intervened, things could've turned dangerous. With Nyla's pregnancy, any risk was unacceptable-she understood that now. Austen gently disentangled himself, ladling the soup into a bowl, his voice softening a bit. "Drink." "Feed me," Bonnie pleaded, pouting. Darkness flickered in Austen's eyes as he tasted the soup before capturing her lips in a demanding kiss. After a brief moment of resistance, he released her. "No more bars for you.

Since words alone won't suffice, I'll ensure this lesson stays with you." In one fluid motion, he swept her up and carried her to the bedroom, the door slamming shut behind them. As realization dawned, Bonnie began to retreat. "Austen, I..." He pulled her toward him, positioning her legs apart. Bonnie's cheeks blazed as she averted her eyes. "Please... be gentle." His movements were precisely calculated to punish, each touch leaving Bonnie flushed and trembling. "Darling..." she whimpered, caught between discomfort and pleasure.

"Promise you won't go to such places again," he murmured against her neck, leaving his mark with deliberate gentleness. She arched beneath him. "Never again," she gasped. Though he ceased his torment, the reprieve was temporary. Bonnie had once questioned Austen's intimate knowledge of human anatomy-tonight provided her answer. The ecstasy he brought her would be forever etched in her memory. Meanwhile, Nyla sat in anxious silence in her own room. At least she could be grateful for her sobriety-the situation would have been far worse otherwise. "I didn't drink anything," she explained softly.

"Bonnie wanted to enjoy herself, so I accompanied her. We had no idea we'd encounter such people-they were complete strangers to us." "What would have happened if I hadn't called you today?" Ethan lingered by the doorway, his expression hardened as he tried to mask his rising emotions while observing his wife. Nyla's attire was modest, yet her natural elegance shone through, making her beauty undeniable. He could picture her as a distant ice queen, exuding a cold allure that beckoned one to break through her reserve. Yet Nyla's detachment was merely superficial.

Beneath it, her charm was undeniable, often leaving Ethan utterly enchanted by her presence. G aln ove ls . com has stories you'll love Now, guilt tinged Nyla's expression as she sat on the bed, her eyes wide with a naive sparkle as she offered her explanation. "If you hadn't called, I would have contacted the police," Nyla murmured softly, her voice carrying a mixture of defiance and vulnerability. "You don't seem to care much anyway. What good does it do me to call you?" After a moment of silence, Ethan exited the room without a word.

Watching him leave, a wave of anxiety washed over Nyla, but she refrained from following him. Instead, she bit her lip, gathered her composure, and headed to the bathroom. She thought back to what Bonnie had said and recognized that perhaps she had pushed too far. Nyla was acutely aware of how Ethan had been treating her recently, noting the significant changes in his behavior. He had once clarified that he married her not because of the pregnancy. Gripping the towel, she studied her reflection and suddenly realized she had grown too sensitive and suspicious. This wasn't her usual self.

What was the problem this time? . . .