ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO A MAD BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 31: THE HORNY MAD BASTARD

WARNING: R18 SCENES

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Osvaldo smiled.

It was faint but real. The first true smile that had touched his lips in over ten years.

And it was all because of her.

This woman. This strange, bold, trembling creature his family had delivered to him like a wrapped-up offering, was unlike anyone he’d ever met.

Even if she had just confessed to him about being a golddigger who’s only after his money... he couldn’t look away.

He acted like he hadn’t just heard her confession.

She stood before him like a storm disguised in soft skin. Beautiful, foolish, and full of fire.

What kind of woman acted like this?

Was all women like this?

Of course, he knew the answer to that. All the women in his home were rather boring.

But this one?

This woman was different.

Even now, standing before a madman like him, she still found the nerve to glare at him and say things that made him laugh inside. There was something delicious about her anger. Something that made his blood heat.

He watched her carefully.

Why did she keep belittling herself?

Did she not know how beautiful she was?

She was the kind of woman that stirred desire without even trying. Every curve of her body, every breath she took, awakened something dangerous inside him.

She looked like a feast sent from heaven, and he was starving.

"Are you listening, Mr. Adkins?" Penny asked sharply, pulling him from his thoughts.

Her voice was nervous, but her tone was forced like she was trying hard to stay tough. Osvaldo tilted his head slightly, the smile still on his lips. A few strands of hair fell across his pale face, but she could still see the dimples that carved into his cheeks when he smiled.

They made him look almost... gentle.

"If you’re agreeing to my demand," Penny said, lifting her chin with all the pride she could gather, "I want you to know that I’m not attracted to you. Not even a little. And I never will be."

She knew how ridiculous it sounded, but she had to say it.

If he thought she was ugly, then fine. But she wanted him to know she wasn’t attracted to a madman either.

He had a default, so he had no right to judge her.

"And if you don’t agree," she added, her voice firmer, "I’ll leave right now."

The room fell quiet.

Osvaldo rose from the bed.

The sheets slid off him slowly, revealing the solid lines of muscle beneath his pale skin. His body, despite the bruises and wounds, moved with the grace of a predator. Every twitch of his toned muscles was pure power.

And then her eyes dropped...

Penny’s breath caught in her throat as she saw it.

Even through the fabric of his pants, Penny could see how hard he was.

Wait, was he aroused?

Heat rushed to her face. Though she’s never had sex before, she knew what it was. Who in these modern days and times doesn’t know about sex?

But why?

Why was this man feeling this way?

Did it have something to do with the medication she gave him?

No. That made no sense.

Her mind froze as he walked toward her. His silver eyes locked on hers. Her feet screamed at her to run, but she stood still, refusing to show weakness.

He stopped just inches away.

His hand reached out, warm, strong, claiming, as he caught her chin. Osvaldo forced her eyes on him.

"Where do you think you’re going, Penguin?" His voice was low and amused, his thumb brushing her skin softly, as though testing the texture of something precious.

Penny’s body stiffened.

His head tilted again as he studied her face. She could feel the heat of his breath on her cheeks. His gaze was heavy, too heavy. Like he was trying to read her thoughts through her soul.

He looked like a wild animal. One that has been caged too long and was now exploring the world.

"Who said you could leave?" he murmured, almost playfully.

One arm slipped around her waist without warning, drawing her in until her chest pressed lightly against his. She gasped, hands flat against his chest, trying to create space between them, but not too roughly. She hadn’t forgotten the open wounds on his back.

"I... T-The contract says so, Mr. Osvaldo," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I have a right to leave. We agreed..."

"What contract?" he cut her off, voice like silk and poison.

His smile deepened.

"All those contracts you signed mean nothing to me."

Her breath hitched.

She took a step back, but he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.

"I gave you a chance to leave," he whispered, his tone dark and almost teasing. "Yet here you are... parading yourself in front of me. What exactly are you aiming for, woman?"

The gap between them disappeared completely. Her soft chest pressed against his bare skin, warm and trembling.

His breath slid across her skin as he dipped lower, inhaling her scent like a man starving for a taste.

He had given her a way out. He expected her to leave after their chaotic first encounter. Expected her to drop those divorce papers and vanish.

But she didn’t.

Was she playing games with him?

Was she sent by his family as another form of mockery?

"I... it’s not what you think," Penny murmured, her voice thin and shaking as she pressed both hands against his chest. But he didn’t move. Her hands touched nothing but hot, hard skin, tense, twitching under her palms like a beast holding back.

Osvaldo didn’t stop her.

He just stared at her, those silver eyes glowing under the dim crystal light like a storm about to break.

This wasn’t what she expected. Not from Osvaldo. All there was in her mind was rejection, so why was he saying something else?

Why did he look at her like she was his meal?

"Hmm." His voice was low, filled with amusement and something darker. He tilted his head, studying her like she was a puzzle he was determined to solve.

"You haven’t even given me the benefit of the doubt yet, Penguin."

The nickname made her flinch.

"Perhaps..." he murmured, fingers trailing slowly down her waist, "you want us to finish what we started last night?"

Penny’s heart stopped.

Right now, she realized she was not hallucinating. Last night when Osvaldo touched her, he really did.

He had really done things to her. Things she couldn’t speak of.

But... But she was fat and unattractive. No man is meant to want her.

She felt his fingers fumble her dress pulling it up to expose her bare skin and Penny panicked.