The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid-Chapter 205: Incriminating photographs

Theodore pulled back quickly, smiling mischievously. "I haven’t shown you around yet, and you’re already trying to seduce me," he purred teasingly. "Do you want to start here in the kitchen, or shall we explore the bedroom first?" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"You can only think about sex." Bella playfully pushed him away as she turned to walk away.

But Theodore wasn’t easily deterred. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back gently. "It’s not my fault," he murmured against her shoulder, his lips brushing lightly against her skin. "You’re so alluring, I can’t help myself."

Bella looked over her shoulder, a teasing smile on her lips. "Aren’t you going to show me the bedroom?"

Theodore’s eyes sparkled with a blend of playfulness and desire. "Alright, the bedroom it is. I think we’ll find it’s the perfect place for what I have in mind."

He took her hand, his touch warm and reassuring, and led her down a corridor to the bedroom. As they entered, Bella’s breath caught in her throat.

The room was a masterpiece of tranquility and luxury. Large windows framed a view of the garden, filling the room with soft, natural light. A plush king-sized bed sat at the center, inviting and elegant, and an adjoining en-suite bathroom peeked through an open doorway. A walk-in closet stood to one side, its spacious interior hinting at the meticulous attention to detail.

Bella spun around, her eyes wide with awe and emotion. "It’s so... spacious and beautiful," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. "I don’t even know what to say."

"Don’t say anything," he whispered, closing the distance between them. "You’ve been through so much lately... and I wanted to give you a place where you could truly relax, feel safe, and just be you." He caressed her face. "I want you to smile always."

He leaned down, his lips meeting hers in a sensual, lingering kiss. Soon, the heat between them rose and they lost themselves in each other’s embrace.

"I want you, Bella. Right here, right now." Theodore’s voice was a low, husky whisper against Bella’s lips, sending a thrill through her entire body.

Bella’s breath quickened, her heart racing as she nodded, already lost to the desire that coursed through her. She could feel the pull of his need, and it awakened her own, leaving her trembling with anticipation.

With deliberate ease, Theodore lifted her onto the bed, his movements both firm and tender. His lips descended on her neck, tracing a path of scorching kisses down to her collarbone. Bella’s body arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping her as his hands explored her with a growing urgency.

Their clothes fell away quickly, discarded in the frenzy of their desire. The cool air of the room contrasted with the heat of their bodies as they pressed closer, skin to skin. Theodore paused, his gaze locking with hers. His eyes were dark with a blend of love and raw need.

"You’re everything to me," he murmured, his lips brushing against hers once more.

Their kiss deepened, fueling a hunger neither of them could resist.

Theodore’s touch became more urgent, his kisses more demanding, as the heat between them grew. His hands, once gentle, now gripped her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. There was a fierceness in the way he touched her, as though he couldn’t get enough, couldn’t hold back any longer.

Theodore’s lips were no longer soft; they claimed hers with a raw hunger that made her head spin. He devoured every part of her body as though he needed to taste every inch of her.

When Theodore finally entered her, a gasp of raw pleasure escaped both of them, the sensation almost too overwhelming to process. His movements were violent, each thrust more powerful than the last, leaving Bella breathless and reeling from the sheer force of it.

She moaned his name, but it came out as a broken, desperate sound. The sensations were so intense that her mind felt almost overloaded, struggling to keep up with the tidal wave of feeling.

Their bodies collided in a rhythm that was wild, chaotic, and utterly consuming. Theodore’s grip on her hips tightened as he drove into her, the rawness of his movements making her body quake with pleasure.

Bella’s senses heightened to a maddening degree, jolts of pleasure coursing through her, pushing her closer to the edge. Her nails dug into his back, trying to ground herself against the violent wave of desire that was crashing over her. But it was impossible—he was everywhere, all at once, his movements demanding her surrender, pushing her toward a release she had no control over.

Her moans grew louder, more frantic, as the intensity built within her, spiraling out of control. Her body trembled uncontrollably, every nerve ending on fire. She was lost, completely consumed by the maddening pleasure he was giving her.

When the climax hit, it was like a violent storm unleashing its fury. Waves of pleasure crashed over her in a tumultuous flood, her body convulsing with the force of the release. Her cries of ecstasy mingled with Theodore’s guttural groans as he experienced his own powerful climax.

As the intensity began to fade, Theodore collapsed beside her, his breaths coming in ragged, uneven gasps. His touch softened as he gently caressed her now, his lips pressing tender kisses along her shoulder, trying to ground himself after the whirlwind they had just shared.

Bella’s mind was still reeling from the intensity of what had just happened. She lay there, trying to catch her breath, to process the overwhelming, mind-blowing experience.

"That was insane," he whispered, his lips curling into an astounded smile. "We did it in this brand-new house."

"You are crazy," she whined, slamming her fist against his chest playfully. "My body is aching all over."

"Sorry, my love – I was a bit rough," he regretted it.

He ran his fingers gently over her back, his gaze settling on the ugly mark left by the knife attack she had endured. The memory of Bella shielding him from O’Neil’s attack flashed in his mind, and he felt a surge of emotion.

He touched the mark tentatively, his fingers trembling slightly. "Does it hurt?" he asked, his tone low and regretful.

"Not anymore," Bella replied, turning to him. "Don’t look at that. It’s ugly."

He held her chin and made her meet his gaze. "That mark can be ugly. But it will always remind me of how selfless you are—how you risked your life to save me. It’s something I’ll never forget."

He drew closer, closing the distance between them. His lips brushed against hers in a gentle, loving kiss.

At the mansion...

Claudia’s eyes sparkled with a hint of malice as she watched Malcolm’s reaction to the photos of Bella and Zack. His face contorted with shock and disbelief as he flipped through the images, each one more incriminating than the last.

Claudia savored the sight of his disturbed expression, a sneaky smile appearing on her face. This was what she had anticipated to see, and she knew her plan was going perfectly.

The next minute, she made a long face and pretended to be depressed.

"I never trusted her," she began. "So, I had someone keep an eye on her. And look at what I found." She gestured toward the photos in Malcolm’s trembling hands.

"I can’t believe she has been cheating on Theodore," Claudia continued. "Now I’m left wondering if the baby she miscarried was Theodore’s or this man’s."

Malcolm’s eyes flared with a fiery rage as he threw the photographs down. "Who is this man?" he growled. His entire body shook with anger, his fists clenched on his knees.

"This is Zack Hudson," Claudia replied. "He is Bella’s boss. It’s clear they’ve been involved in a long-standing affair. Just look at how comfortable they are with each other."

She picked up the photographs with deliberate slowness, presenting them to him again. She pointed to their smiling faces, emphasizing their intimate poses. "Their smiles reveal everything about their affair. Bella clearly has deep feelings for this man."

Malcolm’s anger intensified with every word Claudia spoke. He couldn’t take it that Bella had been using his grandson, bewitching him.

He had always wished for Theodore to find a genuine love, someone who would cherish and care for him. At first, it had seemed as though Theodore had found that very love in Bella. But now, he felt betrayed, realizing that Bella had been deceiving Theodore all along.

His chest tightened painfully as if a heavy weight had settled over him. The sharp pang in his heart made it difficult for him to breathe, and he clutched his chest, wincing in discomfort.

Despite his visible distress, Claudia showed no sign of concern or empathy. Instead, she continued to stoke the flames of Malcolm’s rage.

"I’m afraid she’ll manipulate Theodore further and take everything from him. I even heard that he bought her a house in a posh area. If it continues like this, he may give the fortunes of the Reids to this woman."