ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO A MAD BILLIONAIRE-Chapter 32: THE HORNY MAD BASTARD 2

WARNING: R18 SCENES

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Penny’s breath hitched as his fingers fumbled with her dress again, the fabric slipping under his rough touch. A sickening wave of déjà vu crashed over her, just like the night before.

She could still feel his hands down there. He had touched her forbidden place just last night. The place she had hidden from everyone, since she was a child. Not even her stepfather had succeeded, no matter how many times he’d tried.

And yet, this man... this stranger, had violated it so easily.

Osvaldo’s lips trailed hot, wet kisses along her neck, his grip tightening on the swell of her bottom as he squeezed it lightly. Penny flinched, her muscles locking in protest. This was too much. He was crossing a line, one she couldn’t ignore anymore. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Her fingers twitched with the urge to strike him, maybe a hard enough blow would jolt his mind back to sanity. But she couldn’t. Violence wasn’t part of the contract. And his lawyers, those sharp-eyed stupid vultures, would be back tomorrow to finalize everything.

If they saw an extra wound on their mad master, she’d be finished. That would mean a breach of contract. It meant she wouldn’t be paid and would be sent out of here.

Every pain she has endured for the last twenty four hours would be a waste of time.

Penny bit down on her lower lip hard enough to taste copper. She needed that money. An amount like this wasn’t something she could earn in a year, not with her measly wages. This was a fortune, handed to her on a silver platter. She couldn’t ruin it now.

"This is wrong, Mr. Osvaldo," Penny muttered, her voice trembling as she shoved weakly against his chest.

Had the act of madness truly rotted his brain?

Was he so far gone that he didn’t recognize assault when he was committing it?

"What is, Penguin?" He pulled back just enough to meet her eyes, his grin widening into something predatory.

"Touching me, Mr. Osvaldo." Her cheeks burned at her words. She had no idea one day she would be able to say a word like this.

All her life she had dreamt of something like this, but it wasn’t with this man. No. She had wanted this with Chris, waiting for the right time. But now, she was doing it with someone else.

"T... The contract says no touching." Her soft voice rang. The angry facade long gone and is now replaced by a soft Penny.

Before this man, she looked so weak and defenceless.

"Oh you don’t like being touched on your butt?" Osvaldo asked and her cheeks turned redder.

"How about your breast?"

"N... No! You’re crazy." Penny didn’t mean to stutter but she did.

She tried to push him off again but her hands were already weak.

"I’m a horny mad bastard penguin," he murmured, his voice dropping into a deep, husky timbre that sent an involuntary shiver down her spine. "If you’re going to be my wife, you should be able to tend to my needs too."

His words struck Penny like lightening.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

How the hell is she supposed to help his sexual desires?

Penny’s pulse roared in her ears as Osvaldo’s grip on her tightened immediately, his fingers digging possessively into the soft flesh of her hips.

She could feel the heat of his body pressing against hers, the hard lines of his muscles undeniable even through the layers of fabric between them. His breath was hot against her skin, sending a traitorous thrill down her spine despite her fear.

She wanted to plead for him to stop, but no word left her lips. It’s almost like Osvaldo had finally taken control of her brain, her mind, her thoughts. But still, Penny forced the words out of her mouth.

"Mr. Osvaldo..." she gasped, but his mouth crashed down on hers before she could finish, swallowing her protest in a searing kiss.

His tongue swept past her lips, claiming her with a hunger that left her dizzy. She squirmed, her hands trapped between their bodies, but the more she struggled, the deeper he kissed her, as if her resistance only fueled his desire.

One large hand slid up her thigh, bunching the fabric of her dress until his fingers found bare skin. Penny whimpered, her breath coming in short, frantic bursts as his touch inched higher, teasing the edge of her panties.

"You’ve been driving me mad since the moment you walked in," he growled against her lips, his voice rough with need.

"I’m a monster Penguin. Are you sure you can handle me?" Osvaldo asked

His fingers slipped beneath the lace, and Penny’s knees nearly buckled as he stroked her, slow, deliberate circles that made her body betray her.

A choked moan escaped her throat, and she hated herself for it.

He was a monster indeed. A mad man with no cure even if he has tried finding the cure himself. As if his madness isn’t enough, his sexual desires were out of this world. Something he couldn’t tame no matter how hard he tried.

And this woman... This little round sumptous meal seem to keep rekindling the fire burning deep in his vein.

This was the worst way to meet anyone. He should never scare his wife this way so that she would stay, but his desire had taken control.

Just like his madness, the urge to have this woman drives him mad. He wanted to fill her wet cunt with himself, breaking through her wall as he makes her his for eternity.

Osvaldo pushed his hips forward in a hard thrust to hear her moan gently. He finally pulled his lips from hers to stare at those wet blue eyes.

"What do you say Penguin? Can you do it?" His other hand gripped the back of her neck, forcing her to meet his dark, burning gaze.

She couldn’t.

She should tell him to stop now. But her traitorous hips arched into his touch, her body responding despite her fear, despite everything.

Penny knew what she’d be getting into if she accepted. The money offer was too tempting, she couldn’t lose that.

"Ahh." She moaned when Osvaldo slid a finger in her tight cunt. Penny held his hands to stop him, but she couldn’t.

Never in her life did she think something like this would happen to her.

"Tell me Penguin." He coaxed her some more, his movement rough and faster this time.

"Ah Mr. Osvaldo." Penny moaned louder resting her back on the wall to help support her weak legs.

"I... I accept." She said admist the turmoil in her brain right now. Her mind was not in it’s right state now and she knew because the next word that left her lips left her stunned too.

"More. Please more!"

Osvaldo’s smirk was victorious. "You asked for it."

Then his mouth was on hers again, his fingers working her with ruthless precision until the world dissolved into heat and need, and Penny forgot why she was supposed to fight him at all.

Once her body had turned calm, "Get on your knees Penguin." Osvaldo commanded.