The Contracted Beloved Bride of the Billionaire CEO

Alicia had entered into a contractual marriage with billionaire CEO, Alex. After growing accustomed to each other's presence, they couldn't resist falling into bed together. Alicia wasn't sure what this feeling was. She just wanted him. Alex felt the same. The rainstorm lashed at the skyscrapers of Manhattan like the claws of a beast. The floor-to-ceiling windows of Alex's penthouse twisted into a blur of colorful light and shadow in the downpour. Rainwater trickled down the glass, blurring the bustling night view outside, yet clearly reflecting the entangled figures within. Alicia was pressed against the cold glass by Alex. Behind her was the dazzling neon of the city from 300 meters up, while the man before her exhaled a scorching breath that seemed to set her alight—a mix of strong whiskey and his unique male pheromones. "Seems you still don't understand who's in charge." Alex's tie hung askew around his neck. Beneath the unbuttoned shirt, his toned chest rose and fell with each breath, faint scars from workouts visible. He roughly tilted Alicia's chin with his fingers, the pressure in his touch leaving no room for defiance. "Need me to make you remember in a more direct way?" Alicia's eyes flashed with defiance. She suddenly bit into his the webbing between the thumb and index finger , pressing hard until she tasted a hint of blood. "Mr. Black, are you negotiating a deal or giving orders?" Before the words faded, her world spun. Her back slammed into the velvet sofa, jolting the whiskey bottle on the side table. The amber liquid inside sloshed violently, mirroring the rapid thump of their hearts. Alex's kiss fell like a tempest, laced with the potency of whiskey and dominance. He pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, while the other unsparingly tore open the buttons of her shirt. Pearlescent buttons popped off and landed on the carpet with a crisp clatter, like the starting signal for this game of desire. His tongue pried open her lips, recklessly plundering every inch of sweetness within. Alicia bit back at his tongue defiantly, drawing a low growl from him. "Rein in your claws when you're with me. " Alex's voice was low and dangerous. His His nose tip brushed against Alicia's blushing cheek., the stubble grazing her delicate skin. "Or you'll pay the price." Alicia suddenly lifted her knee to his waist and flipped him onto his back, straddling him. "Your threats don't work on me. Remember, I crawled out of a den of sharks in the stock market." Her golden curls cascaded down, shielding their intertwined forms, the strands brushing Alex's cheeks in a ticklish caress. Admiration and desire mingled in Alex's eyes. He suddenly grabbed her hair, yanking her head back with enough force to make Alicia gasp. "Little shark, let me show you a real beast." He sat up abruptly, flinging Alicia onto the carpet. The whiskey bottle toppled, its amber contents spilling across the rug like their uncontrollable desire , the pungent aroma of alcohol filling the air. Alicia rolled on the carpet and sprang up, her eyes blazing with defiance. She ripped off her remaining shirt, revealing a black lace bra that outlined her perfect curves. She lifted her chin provocatively, her chest heaving. "Come on, let's see who surrenders first." Alex's Adam's apple bobbed. He pounced on her like a starved lion. They tangled on the carpet, clothes flying off like butterflies. Alex's palms trailed across Alicia's skin, leaving scorching marks, each touch igniting a flame. Alicia's nails raked down his back, leaving red welts that oozed blood, standing out vividly against his bronze skin. "You're like a skyrocketing stock, driving people mad yet impossible to quit," Alex growled in her ear, biting her earlobe and grinding his teeth, making Alicia shudder. Alicia panted and bit his shoulder. "Then you're the greediest investor, never satisfied." Her legs coiled around his waist, tightening, their bodies pressed so close it was as if they wanted to merge into one. She could feel Alex's heart pounding against her chest, like a drumbeat. Alex suddenly lifted her and strode toward the bedroom. Decorative paintings along the way were knocked askew, vases crashed to the floor, their fragments shimmering sharply in the light. He tossed Alicia onto the bed, the mattress bouncing with a cloud of dust. Moonlight streamed through the window, casting an ambiguous glow over the wild scene, gilding Alicia's skin in silver. "Now, I'm going to acquire you completely." Alex's gaze was hot enough to melt her. He leaned down and kissed her again, this time more fiercely, full of plunder and possession. His hand traveled down her waist, roughly tearing at her jeans with such urgency that the fabric threatened to rip. Alicia sank into his kiss, her hands clutching his back, nails digging deep into his flesh, leaving more scratches. They rode the tide of desire, as if trying to consume each other. The storm outside raged on, thunder booming as a soundtrack to their passion, yet the fire within burned more fiercely than the tempest. Alex suddenly rolled over, pinning Alicia beneath him, prying her knees apart. He looked down at her, his eyes predatory. "Say you're mine." Alicia lifted her head and bit his chin. "In your dreams." Her resistance only spurred Alex to more intense actions. His kisses traveled from her lips down to her collarbone, her chest, each spot a declaration of sovereignty. His teeth gently nipped at her skin, leaving red marks like brands seared into her flesh. As the aftershocks of passion subsided, Alicia lay boneless on the bed, sweat drenching her golden hair, strands sticking to her cheeks and neck. Alex lay beside her, his chest heaving, his body covered in Alicia's scratches and bites—medals of their fierce battle. Neither spoke, only heavy breaths echoed in the room, the air thick with the scent of sweat and lust. After a long while, Alicia turned to look at him, flames still smoldering in her eyes. "Is that all you've got, Mr. Black? I'm a little disappointed." A low, hoarse laugh rumbled in Alex's throat, the sound wrapped in scalding breath that seared Alicia's flushed earlobe. His long, knuckled fingers lifted her scattered hair, tracing a path from her neck to her collarbone, where they swirled—drawing a full-body shiver from her. "Little liar." His voice dropped to a dangerous growl, like a beast emerging from hibernation to claim its prey. Before Alicia could muster a retort, Alex's kiss crashed down—tempestuous, unrelenting. Gone was the tender languor of before; this kiss was predatory, fierce. His lips and teeth stormed her mouth, tongue forcing past her teeth to tangle with hers, as if branding every inch of her as his own. Alicia was smothered, air ripped from her lungs, leaving only broken whimpers in its wake. His large hands roamed restlessly, igniting fires across her skin. When his palm cupped the softness of her breast, Alicia convulsed, a shattered moan slipping from her throat. Encouraged, Alex grew wilder. He tore at her blouse, buttons popping loudly in the silent room. Moonlight filtered through the window, casting a silvery haze over Alicia's snow-white skin—her perfect curves making Alex's pupils dilate. His kisses trailed down her neck, leaving crimson marks on her delicate flesh. When his warm, wet mouth closed over her n****e, Alicia arched sharply. Her hands flew to his shoulders, nails digging deep into his flesh. It was as if all her panic and desire needed an outlet in that single, desperate grasp. Alex grunted but didn't relent, instead nipping the sensitive peak with his teeth while his tongue swirled and laved. Alicia felt adrift on a turbulent sea, each wave of pleasure eroding her sanity. Her mind fogged, ears filled only with Alex's ragged breaths and her own pounding heart. His body pressed tight against hers, searing heat radiating through their skin—proof of his uncontained lust. Alex's hand slid down her waist, slipping beneath her skirt. As his fingertip brushed her most intimate spot, Alicia tensed, a sharp cry escaping her. "Alex..." Her tear-stained plea snapped the last thread of Alex's control. He ripped off his shirt, his muscled chest heaving with each ragged breath, eyes ablaze with raw need. Clothes flew as they tore at each other, and when skin met skin, an electric jolt surged through them. Alex braced himself above her, staring into her flushed face—his eyes dark with possessiveness and love. The next moment, he thrust into her, and Alicia's scream mingled pain and ecstasy, her hands clawing his back, leaving bloody trails. The room filled with the heavy scent of desire as Alex began to move—hard, fast. Each deep thrust felt like both a tearing and a filling, overwhelming Alicia. Her legs locked around his waist, matching his rhythm, moans and gasps spilling from her lips. Alex dipped to capture her mouth, swallowing every sound, as they drowned in a frenzy of need—consuming, merging, as if determined to melt into each other's very bones. Alicia looked at the man before her, and her mind involuntarily wandered back to the day they first met...