Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 150: Locked in His Embrace

“Bradon...listen...” I murmured as I tried to recall the words that I had strung so perfectly together.

Now that it was time to deliver them, I found it hard to even remember what it was that I planned to tell him. The way that his blue eyes were glaring at my face so intensely only made me feel even more nervous as my throat and chest tightened at the same time. I could tell that he couldn’t wait to make me pay for putting both of us through that episode with Daphne and her bodyguards earlier. He couldn’t even wait for us to ascend the stairs and that was why we ended up in the room on the first floor of the mansion.

“I...I can explain...” I said softly while trying my best to sound calm and collected.

It wasn’t really my fault...or was it?

The way Bradon’s blue eyes narrowed at me made me wince and told me that he wasn’t at all interested in any explanations or excuses that I wanted to state in my own defense. It felt almost as if I could see and feel the mood around him darken. The words that I had mustered up the courage to say died a quick death in my unopened mouth and I suddenly started feeling like a small feeble rabbit cowering in front of a Siberian tiger that was ready to pounce.

Although I was frightened when I had to face Daphne’s group of bodyguards, that fear was nothing compared to facing Bradon and his wrath. Instead of trying to explain things to him and talk things out with reason, I began wondering if it might work better for me to cry and plead sweetly for his forgiveness. Then again, I wasn’t confident that my teary act would be enough to move his heart, if he even had one to begin with. It felt like I had returned to square one which meant that I didn’t know what to do or how to deal with him.

Just when I was struggling with my own confusion, Bradon took a few steps toward me to close the distance between us. My instincts told me to run away but I decided to stand up a little straighter instead of backing away. The fact remained that I had chosen to make the decision that I did and now it was my time to face the consequences. I felt guilty but I wasn’t sure about the real source of my guilt. The scene of Bradon striking the guards came back to flood my mind and I ended up flinching as I wondered what kind of punishment awaited me.

Is he...going to hit me too?

Maybe I’ve really done it this time...

I squeezed my eyes tightly shut as I waited for him to take his anger out on me in whatever form that he wanted. Bradon would probably yell at me for starters and then he might hit me in order to discipline me for disobeying him and also to show me who was master. It wasn’t an uncommon theme for the stronger one to abuse and trample on the weak.

I thought that I was fully prepared for what was to come...but I couldn’t have been more wrong.

The almost crushing pressure that I felt around my upper body took my breath away. I gasped at the unexpected surprise of what was happening. My eyes snapped open as my mind struggled to comprehend what was actually taking place. The warmth from his body seemed to seep into my skin and his familiar scent filled my senses.

Why is he...hugging me?

I couldn’t see anything with my face buried against his chest. His arms around my body only seemed to tighten as if he couldn’t bear to let me escape from him again. He was hugging me too tightly for it to feel comfortable, but I didn’t seem to mind at all. Even though it felt like he might end up crushing my bones in his powerful embrace, I didn’t mind at all.

“Your body is trembling,” Bradon whispered matter-of-factly.

I hadn’t realized that my body had been trembling at all. Now that he mentioned it, the reality of what had happened or could have happened had things gone wrong truly hit me. I didn’t want to think of what might have happened if Bradon hadn’t found me or if he had been even a moment later. The shock from the incident seemed to be taking a toll on my body and spirit right at that moment and it was Bradon who seemed to have realized it even before I did.

His arms tightened around my body once again as he continued to hold me close. His hand cupped the back of my head, pressing my face firmly against his broad and muscular chest. I could hear his heartbeat and feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed in and out. Suddenly, it felt so peaceful just to let him hold me. It wasn’t like he was going to let go of me even if I didn’t like it. Bradon didn’t say anything else, and silence surrounded us. He was right that my body was trembling from what must have been fear and shock from what had happened but that didn’t explain why I could feel his body trembling slightly as well.

“Have you completely lost your mind?” Bradon spoke up after a moment.

Maybe I did lose my mind for a moment. His arms did not loosen from around my body as he kept me locked up in his embrace. I thought that it wasn’t a bad choice for a temporary prison if that was his intention. Since I didn’t have a good comeback, I decided to remain silent. Suddenly, his arms loosened from around my body as he put just enough distance between us to hold me at arm’s lengths. Our eyes met and I was suddenly flooded by a sense of guilt like I had never felt before. Regardless of how I wanted to defend my decision, it didn’t change the fact that I had purposefully dragged him into my messy past.

--To be continued...