Chapter 110

Chapter 110
Chapter 110

Breaking her will (Part 1)

Tiffany’s POV

The silence in the room was thick enough to choke on, the kind of silence that carried weight, tension, and unspoken venom. Aurora sat chained to the chair, her posture far too steady for someone in her position.

Her eyes, those hazel eyes of hers carrying hate, those hateful, burning eyes,were fixed on me with a stillness that should have been fear but was replaced by something else.

No. She wasn’t trembling like I wanted her to. She wasn’t pleading, begging for my mercy.

She was defying me with nothing but her stare.

It made my stomach clench in anger.

Why would she look at me that way?.

I had imagined this moment a hundred times in my head.Aurora broken, begging, humiliated. Disgraced.

But instead, she sat there with that infernal quiet strength, looking at me as though she already knew our story ending.

And in her silence, I could feel her words pressing into my skin, cutting sharper than any blade could have cut.

“You think you’re brave?” I whispered, pacing slowly in front of her. My heels clicked against the marble, each sound a taunt of my control. “You think Dominique or Damian is going to come rushing through those doors and save you, huh?”

Nothing. Not even a twitch. Just pure silent defiance.

Her lips pressed into a thin line, but her eyes, God, those eyes, spoke volumes. Hatred. Loathing. And beneath it, something I couldn’t stand: pity. She pitied me, like I was the one that needed pity.

My chest burned.

“You don’t get to look at me like that,” I snapped, stepping closer. “You don’t get to sit there like you’re untouchable. You are mine to break, Aurora. Mine.”

Still nothing. Not a word. Just that stare, calm and accusing, as though she could strip me bare with her gaze.

It was then the idea sparked, a cruel, delicious idea that would rip her masked persona out.

I turned on my heel and walked toward Alex. He stood in the corner, his posture tense but unreadable. He had been silent this whole time, watching, weighing, but when my eyes met his, I saw the flicker of understanding, like he knew what I wanted to do.

Without warning, I grabbed his collar, tugging him down, and pressed my lips against his.

Aurora’s eyes widened, just barely but it was there and I could see it. A crack in her mask.

Good.

This is what I want.

I deepened the kiss, deliberately loud, deliberately moaned, letting the sound of my moan fill the air. Then I pulled back, smirking at Aurora.

“You see, Aurora?” I purred, brushing my thumb across Alex’s lips as if claiming him. “You don’t know everything. Not about him. Not about me. Certainly not about loyalty, you don't know how far I can go to break you.”

For the first time since I entered the room, Aurora’s stare shifted. Her chest rose a little faster, her nostrils flared. She hated it. She hated seeing me touch him. She could stand there fearless under threat of death, but not this, not seeing her precious Alex tangled in my arms and under my control.

And I loved it.

I cherished it.

But then, Alex ruined it.

Without hesitation, he pulled me back to him, his arms clamping around my waist, and kissed me harder. His lips crashed against mine with a hunger that stole the air from my lungs. I moaned so effortlessly without me forcing it out.

The sound echoed through the chamber.

And that, oh, that shattered her completely.

Aurora’s mask cracked completely. She flinched, her face tightening, her eyes narrowing as if she were holding back a scream.

It was beautiful. The kind of beauty that only came from destruction.

When Alex finally tore his lips from mine, his breath hot against my cheek, he leaned closer, so close only I could hear.

“Let’s take it further,” he whispered, his voice like velvet laced with poison. “Let’s give her something she can’t unsee. You and me… right here. Right now. In front of her.”

My breath caught.

I pulled back just enough to look at him. His eyes weren’t soft, they were dark, burning with a challenge. And in that instant, I understood. He wasn’t suggesting it for pleasure. He was suggesting it for cruelty, to punish her for not choosing him.

Let her see what she left for Dominique.

Alex suggested it was just for the thrill of watching Aurora shatter beyond repair, just like the way she treated him.

The thought made my heart race, it was more than what I had planned but it was a beautiful idea.

I glanced back at Aurora. She was still staring, her knuckles white as she gripped the armrests of her chair. She wouldn’t say a word, but her silence was breaking, splintering under the weight of what she was seeing.

Yes. Yes, this could do it. This could strip her of everything she clung to.

Slowly, deliberately, I turned back to Alex and nodded.

“Fine,” I whispered, my lips brushing his. “Let’s break her, beyond her will.”

Alex brought my lips crashing back on his with much intensity.

We kept on kissing, feeling the warmth of each other's lips and bodies close with space in between them. I didn't even care about Aurora even being in the room.

I was lost, and at that moment even if I wanted her to feel hurt, I wanted to enjoy myself.

“Should we take this to the next level”, he asked, his voice deep as Alex's eyes locked in on mine.

Aurora gnashed her teeth ,hearing Alex words.

I couldn't care less of Aurora right now, my body was on fire. I was too lost in the fire that I could only nod in response to what he said.

“Let's break her beyond what she could ever think” I managed to say while trying to catch my breath.

“Okay, at your service” he muttered as he kissed the base of my neck.

A tinge of pleasure coursed through me which made me shiver, I let out a peircing moan which filled the chamber .

“Be louder, I wanna hear those slurry voice”.

Without warning, Andrew pulled me closer as he placed me on top of the table right in front of Aurora.

“I guess you need front row views”. I winked at Aurora
And right now, I was in control and I want it to be like that.

As He placed me on the table, not minding Aurora our lips collided in a kiss that was anything but tentative. It was hungry, searing, and filled with a desire that made my knees weak.

His hands roamed my back, as he moved to remove my bra in one swift movement, flinging it right on top of Aurora.

“Oppsie….” my laugh was drenched in a sacarstic tone.

His body pressed me firmly against mine as our tongues intertwined as if they were made for each other.

“Stop…you've made your point” Aurora voice was low and dripping with mixed emotions.

“Oh no… Rory, we are just starting… sit tight and enjoy.”