Chapter 37: His possessiveness

When two arms were wrapped around her waist and a face was shoved into her neck, she let out a small gasp. She took a deep breath before attempting to relax her muscles.

Edward has been treating her as his lover for a week now. "Don't mind my love, keep doing what you're doing," he said softly, pecking her neck, and making her shiver.

Her grip on the knife tightened as his soft kisses continued to meet her milky skin, tingling her. Even though he tried to keep his distance from her, he couldn't stop himself whenever he saw her.

Kissing. Hugging and cuddling with her has become part of his daily routine. She turned around a little before dropping the knife on the wooden board. She took a step back before making eye contact with him.

"Edward, I can't finish what I'm doing if you're like that. Akia must be hungry. Let me make something first," she said, not touching him because her hands were wet and dirty from the juice of vegetables.

"I told you, Maria can do that, sweetie; how about we go to our room?" he naughtily said to her.

"I know," she said, "but I want to make breakfast for our daughter; let me do my job as her mother."

He sighed and placed his hands on the counter beside her before leaning in with a whining pout on her face.

"But I missed you, sweetie," he said, as she blinked a few times in disbelief at her husband's behavior.

"You know, I think I should bring you to work with me because I get so frustrated missing you like hell, and I can't focus on my work when I'm this far away from you," he said, caressing her chubby cheek with his thumb.

When he pulled her by the waist against his chest, her wet hands landed on his biceps. Before she knew it, his rough lips were on her plump ones, kissing her passionately but gently.

After that, he began kissing her gently without unleashing his beast.

He enjoys the way her lips taste against his. Soft and opulent.

Her grip on his biceps tightens, and she kisses him back. The speed of the kiss gradually increased. When he bit her lips, she let out a soft moan, forcing her to open her lips and let him dominate her mouth with his tongue.

When her moan reached his lips, he almost growled. Tightening his grip on her, he placed his veiny hand behind her neck, deepening and intensifying the kiss.

His one hand slid from her waist to beneath her shirt, causing her to shiver in his arms. His cold, rough fingers caressed her soft skin, causing her to gasp.

He left her breathless, guiding his red lips towards her jaw with his swollen lips. His one hand continued to caress her bare waist, while the other was wrapped around her ponytail.

She yelped as he yanked her hair down, causing her to throw her head back, exposing her neck. He noticed his imprint on her collarbone.

The kiss mark he gave her on the night he was envious of Anthony. Because he was jealous, he planted some kiss marks on her.

But the mark had faded and her neck was bare, so he placed his lips on her throat bone and kissed her lightly all over.

His gentle kisses soon turned into aggressive sucking, eliciting loud moans from her. He growled as he noticed her body weakening as a result of his sucking. To gain proper access to her, he picked her up by the waist and placed her on the counter.

He pushed her back on the counter with his hand on her chest before hovering above her and having proper access to her neck.

His sucking speed increased, and he soon began biting her skin to leave his mark. Her lips curved into a soft moan.

Finally, he was able to separate his lips from her skin. He took a deep breath and stared at the beautiful art he had created on her skin. There was a large purplish hickey on her neck that wasn't going away anytime soon.

He caressed her cheek while gazing into her eyes and kissing her passionately.

He buried his face in her crook once more, but this time he did nothing but exhale her rosy scent.

"There's no need to cook anything; let's eat outside."

"But—"

"No buts, sweetie. Let's call this a family date." He drew her off the counter, picking her up in a bridal style, and made his way to his room. Yes, he ordered her to live in the same room with him after that day. He even carried her clothes and other belongings into his room.

She wasn't uncomfortable sleeping in the same room and on the same bed as him at first, but she's gotten used to it now and knowing that Akia was so happy when they told her that they are getting married as soon as possible. Cassandra smiled as she remembered how Akia says that she wants a baby brother.

"What's with that smile, sweetie?" Edward inquires.

"Nothing, love. I'm just happy. I love you," she said as she kissed him lightly. "I love you more, sweetie," Edward whispered as he walked her to the room. He picked out a dress for her and asked her to put it on. She did as he instructed and put on a little makeup. She even covered up the hickey on her neck and left her hair down on her back and shoulders.

"Mommy, I'm ready!" Akia exclaimed as she dashed downstairs to meet them.

As soon as Edward stepped outside, she came into contact with Edward, who was also getting ready in his usual black attire. He smiled admiringly at her, but his smile soon faded, making Cassandra nervous.

"E-Edward, what happened?" Cassandra inquired, perplexed, but Edward said nothing except for taking quick steps towards her and roughly grabbing her arm, pulling her back into the closet room.

She gulped as he searched her makeup bag, taking out the makeup remover and walking towards her.

She looked at him perplexed. "Did he dislike my makeup?" she wondered.

She stiffened as he removed her hair from her neck before wiping her neck roughly and barely. When he wiped the foundation from the hickey he gave her a while ago, she hissed.

He didn't mind because her collarbone was hidden. But he despised the way she tried to conceal the mark he had given her. Following the removal of the foundation, The purplish mark was now visible and had quietly turned reddish as a result of his wiping.

When he saw his work, he smiled. He drew his head up and locked his dark eyes on her terrified ones. He caressed her cheek with his rough hand, using his thumb.

"I didn't make this mark for you to hide it; I want everyone to know that you only belong to me. Do not ever try to hide my marks, or I will not be as lenient next time. "

"O-Ok," she said quietly, nodding her head and making him happy, but she was taken aback by his sudden possessiveness.

He gently pulled her beautiful curly hair up and wrapped it in a messy bun. He only left a few strands of her hair down because he knew she'd try to hide the mark with her hair, so he did what he wanted. She was left with no choice.

Grabbing her by the waist, he drew her in, causing her back to collide with his. Before sniffing her scent, Edward rested his chin on her shoulder.

"You're looking great; beautiful dress, perfect hair, and my final touch. All of this makes you appear so attractive and perfect and it's all mine," he smirked.

Pecking her neck, he grabbed her hand and interlaced it with his before walking out. Cassandra gulped, taking deep breaths to keep herself from panicking after all his creepy acts, but she didn't mind because she thought he was still jealous of the party. She couldn't deny that he was becoming more possessive and obsessive with each passing day.

His excessive possessiveness and touch can be annoying at times. It's suffocating her.

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They eventually arrived at the restaurant near the mansion. They dined happily there, and then Edward told Juan to take Akia home without them.

"What about us? We should go home right now," Cassandra said. "Let them go home first, and I want us to enjoy this moment," Edward said, as Cassandra remained silent and followed him. When she saw him dragging her into a club, she felt compelled to flee. "What is he doing bringing me here?" she wondered.

"Can't he just go somewhere decent? Why a club?" she frowned as he drew her into the crowd. He was dragging her and she couldn't get away from him.

He eventually entered a room. It was illuminated with red and blue lights. "Damn it, I couldn't stop myself from poking those bastards' eyes out who was staring at you," he grumbled as he yanked his jacket off and tossed it on the sofa.

Cassandra simply stood there staring at him. Edward finally calmed down and turned to face the befuddled puppy. He laughed at her innocent yet cute face.

"You know why I brought you here, sweetie," she shook her head, widening his grin. He snatched her wrist, drawing her closer to him.

He compelled her to sit on the couch before kneeling in front of her. "Look," he said, pointing to the screen in the room.

As soon as her eyes met the screen, they widened and she covered them, eliciting a small laugh from Edward. He gently grasped her hands and drew them away from her eyes. She was stunned and stared only at him.

There was live porn viewable.

"Relax, my love; you need to learn more things so that we can always have fun together," he smirked.

"But, Edward, this." He raised his brows.

"This what?" she gulped before turning to face him.

"This is just gross; why do we need to watch live porn when we can make our own?" Cassandra seductively whispered at her. This turned him on even more.

"My dear Cassandra, you're so adorable. You didn't fail to amaze me as always," he said, smiling before pecking her lips.

Edward bit his lower lip, feeling aroused by the sight. When he saw the video, he began to sweat.

Cassandra gasped as he grabbed her waist and yanked her off the sofa, settling himself on it before pulling her onto his lap. Her legs slid beside him as she straddled him.

His lustful eyes met hers, making her shiver with delight. He drew her in closer before bringing her to her lips.

"How about giving me at least a lap dance, sweetie?" he asked, and Cassandra flushed.

"F*ck, Edward, stop this," Cassandra said, rolling her eyes at him, but Edward just laughed.

"Don't make fun of me, Edward."

"All right, I'm just kidding at you, my love; how about we go home now so we can start our five rounds?" Edward says quietly, kissing her softly as he gives her a tingling sensation.