WIDOW IN MY BED

Matt’s injuries and his current grief are meant for me…

“It hurts like my sternum is crushed.” When Matt said, it was Amanda still crouching like a baby, drowning in her mind.

Amanda once lived with an angry man who liked to hit her, but it’s not anger that’s making her mute right now. It’s the fact that someone now loves her so incredibly and treats her so well that he’s a wolf that hides his fangs.

“I-I’m sorry, too. I’m sorry for making you worry, Matt.” The man squeaked a little bit and pulled Amanda’s hand out to stick it on his cheek. Matt rubs Amanda’s hands on his jaw, sipping the scent of the lover’s skin that he misses.

“Every day since we split up a while ago, you’ve been on my mind. It was like years of missing you, damn it,” Matt breathed a rough breath with a husky tone. “Maybe next time I’ll have to take you on a long trip. We can take a vacation, and I’ll spoil you, Babe.”

“Okay, let’s go together, Sugar.” Amanda’s soft voice tore everything down. His anger disappeared, and he became weak before his woman.

“I’d go crazy if I split up with you too long, Babe,” Amanda remembered her always lonely self despite having a family and everything. Still, her endless worries that she would remain lonely always came back. The nights are cold when curled up in a wide bed alone, traumatized by her past and hopeless feelings of imperfection. But now Amanda doesn’t have to worry because someone is holding her with the same pain and sadness.

Considering still wearing a leather jacket and a gun hidden in it, Matt finally releases it, placing it beside Amanda’s bed casually.

“Tell me, which part was hurt?” Matt’s ship’s hand touched Amanda slowly.

Amanda blinks, “What?”

Matt explained, “One wound I found on you, ten of my bullets would explode his organs because I was always returning eyes with my head, teeth with my neck.”

“I want him to beg at my feet for a death.” Amanda trembles when Matt takes off her patient’s clothes one by one, and his fingers work deftly to take off Amanda’s clothes, touching her strained pale skin.

Matt finally said, “Ten bullets,” after finding an abrasive on the corner of Amanda’s temple.

His dark eyes continue to sweep into the chest covered by the bra until the hip bone when Amanda feels her breath tense and continues to become heavy due to Matt’s sensual fingers touching her.

Matt bowed his head and took off another cloth, while Amanda, who couldn’t argue, could only bite her lips. Then reflexively grabbed Matt’s shoulder as a foundation when the man’s lips deliberately gave a series of soft kisses as Amanda’s position turned to lie down.

“Matt, is it still long?” Amanda muttered, trying hard to cover her heavy voice. “Matt… Please, what exactly are you doing?”

“I told you, I’ll check everything, even the smallest.” Matt, who remains stubborn, eventually disarms Amanda’s outfit and carelessly throws her on the cold floor. Meanwhile, Amanda turned her nervous eyes while trying to cover the other sensitive parts.

“I’ve seen everything dear, why bother you covering up,” his naughty smiling eyes quickly found scratches and other bruises before finally exposing more, “Twenty, thirty…”

As Matt calculates, Amanda’s initial pale skin slowly turns red, and her husky voice is small as Matt touches the rest.

The count goes on, “Sixty bullets, seventy…”

Matt’s hand was still running around, smiling maliciously, when he found Amanda’s sprained ankle turning blue. “I don’t think even a thousand bullets will satisfy me, and I’m so bloodthirsty right now. The fool not only dared to see you but also dared to hurt my future wife. And to prevent events like this from happening again, I have to clean up immediately.”

Amanda’s lips quivered after Matt’s explanation. “You are going to kill him?”

It doesn’t matter if the world collapses or I have to go to hell, and it doesn’t matter.

I will protect you. As long as it is with you, even hell will be a beautiful paradise.

“It’s happening, baby,” Matt replied. “Are you afraid because in the future, I’ll kill more lives to protect you?”

“I’m not afraid of you. How can I be afraid of the man I love.” Amanda said it softly and softly.

“Am I dreaming now, that just now, repeat it?” Matt’s ears could still hear well, but he asked to be repeated.

Right now, Amanda doesn’t look away. The woman looks at her lover confidently even though the handsome face with that fierce aura makes her tremble and flutter because something is overflowing in her heart.

“Again, Amanda.”

“I love you, Boss.”

“Damn it,” he said softly, then Matt took Amanda’s waist to see her face up close. Say it with a lot of feeling. “Me too. I love you more than anyone.”

The man pulled Amanda’s nape before smashing their lips with a burning kiss. The combination of their lips feels hot and passionate, squeezing each other’s body and hair in a very sexy way. Matt feels he will lose control if he doesn’t hold back and pull Amanda hard. he’s afraid he will destroy her.

A suffocated breath comes out of Amanda’s tiny lips as Matt squeezes her chest, kisses the top, and immerses her face between the two mounds. Amanda’s vision escapes, and she only feels nervous when Matt’s thumb touches her pink cherry with a circular motion.

“Ma-Matt… ngh!” Amanda groans with pleasure as Matt gently kisses her, putting kisses along her neck, chest, abdomen, and collarbone. Immerse his face between Amanda’s thighs.

“And first of all, let me erase that bastard mark. You need only me, who is enough, right?” Matt said slowly, so profoundly. Exciting.

“Aah, Matt, too big!” It makes Amanda’s skin warm while writhing sexy when her thigh instinctively clamps Matt’s head as he feels the man diving into her. This mischievous act successfully excites a patient. It’s passionate.

Her breathing becomes messy due to Matt’s actions, and he increasingly shakes as Matt continues with his tongue, caressing Amanda’s pussy. This isn’t the first time Amanda feels this way because Matt likes to do obscene things, but still, Amanda gets embarrassed when that guy’s beard starts to tickle her thigh. It’s erotic.

He curses when naked himself impatiently, wanting to let go of his lust. His hand gripped Amanda’s waist, looking for the best position to penetrate the wet wall.

“Fuck, you have to accept me right now. My whole body cells miss you so much, Amanda.” Matt growled vigorously.

“Slowly Matt…” The dark and sharp eyes looked at Amanda, sweeping her body into addiction.

Matt’s mumbling in a hurry. “Stay by my side, Amanda. I’ll take care of you at all costs. I’ll never let go of you,” Matt asked in a raucous tone. “I promise I’ll be very gentle, shall I?”

“Please don’t let go of me, Matt. Don’t ever let go of me.” Amanda smiled in response, opening her thighs as a gesture of permission.

Outside, the man looked rough, firm, and ruthless, unlike his true warm heart. Amanda can feel her desire for Matt and to devour her man. Her heart was so whole of every act of weakening Matthew Wallace when Amanda was struck by an erection that hardened her stomach.

Matt pays full attention when Amanda’s hips are lifted upward, feeling the man’s warmth as their underparts move quickly and rub against each other. Amanda sighed, hugging Matt’s naked body, moaning because of the sensation of clamping her man’s erection firmly.

There’s no time to be embarrassed because Amanda’s starving right now, wanting more of Matt’s body to push her, pushing her inside. He wanted something full and rude, but Matt had promised to be gentle.

Matt… please, please, move faster, destroy me. Matt looked at Amanda, who was begging through her eyes.

The man did it, issuing a long, very noisy groan. Their bed creaked because Matt was always trying to squeeze in, but still not enough. Matt stabbed her deeper. Go deeper.

The beast is picking up speed, pressing very deep, more complex. Amanda begs to be destroyed, and Matt will grant her the pleasure. Destroy Amanda to cry her eyes out.

“Matt… Matt… Sugar…” She whispered his name repeatedly.

Amanda could feel the growing despair in her lover’s body, her body wriggling at every push, at every orgasm, her toes curled up, vibrating when everything came out deliciously.

She looked into Matt’s completely insane, so sexy, so sweaty, and Matt’s hands held his body back from falling for Amanda.

…

“So, the boss already knows we’re jamming their signal?”

A man who was in his luxurious penthouse trying to rise to the level, playing online games with a severe expression. At the same time, the responsibility that awaits his shoulders concerns the future of a country.

“Yes, Your Honor. Now their people are trying to track us down.” Answer the aide respectfully.

“How nice it is to fall in love. I still can’t believe that my sadistic friend could love a woman: “The man said while playing a stick game in his hand. “But after seeing what happened yesterday, even to the point of using trained soldiers, I became increasingly convinced to use that woman.”

Asad Haddad Badawi-a prince from the Middle East-knows that it is hazardous to interfere in the life of the mob boss, especially since he is not very familiar to him other than the fact that his brother is currently in the hands of Matthew Wallace after being caught in Havana a few months ago. Ammar Hafez Badawi-his stupid brother wants to take back Matt’s business in Afghanistan, which Matt had taken over. Unfortunately, the prince ended up in a wolf cage, ironically.

But after following Matt for a few months, Asad became aware of the mafia leader’s weakness. Another fact is that his older brother is still alive. If Asad is not mistaken, he suspects Ammar is currently detained in Russia.

The reason Matt only killed his men and didn’t kill Ammar is that he was a prince.

“May I speak, Your Majesty?”ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Speak.”

Aide Asad spoke up. “I respect Your Majesty’s decision, but you are the most disadvantageous party if all our plans fail. I don’t know why I feel Matthew Wallace is such a tough opponent, and the guy’s a sadist and so crazy.”

The man thought so hard to see Asad’s wrinkles on his forehead grow. “Yes, I know, but don’t we have the key? Whether we should continue this game and let Brother Ammar rot in Russia depends on the woman,” said Asad, domineering, still looking closely at some photos reported by his subordinates. “Beautiful… So pretty. I forgot, what’s this woman’s name?”

“Amanda La Howard, Your Honor.”

“Aaaaa… Amanda, I will never forget the name of this dangerous beauty.

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