Summary of Chapter 83 – A pivotal chapter in Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies by Quirinus Amalia
The chapter Chapter 83 is one of the most intense moments in Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies, written by Quirinus Amalia. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Ava'S POV
"Eyes on me, Darling. I am not done yet." He said he again locked his lips with mine.
I again felt his mushroom on my core and, in no time, started moving back and forth.
"Ahha Blake." I cried out when he hit my G spot. Folding one leg to my stomach, he was hitting back-to-back at the same spot, showing me stars in the daytime. My whole body was sweating, and tears were dripping down, not because of any pain but because the pleasure was too much to handle.
I touched his shoulder to provide support, but he held my hand, pushed back over my head, and with his one hand, locked them up.
My hands were itching to touch him, but somehow, I liked this craving.
I don't know how many times I came, but he wasn't nearly done.
Gosh, how much energy does he have? I have already started thinking as if he has taken some medicine to stay up and stay long, or what?
Because, as far as I know, one can't hold for hours, and I guess he has been inside me for an hour and is not ready to come out.
Finally, I again felt his thick thread inside my core, and his grunt was telling me how hard he came by the way his head fell back while filling me in.
He lifted his body weight from me and fell next to me, huffing, and I finally closed my eyes while doing the same.
I was feeling too tired to open my eyes again, and I was feeling drowsy because of my tiredness. And I know if I open my eyes again, this monster next to me might take me again, which I am not at all ready for.
Slowly, I fell into dreamland.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a breath-taking view in front of me.
Stars were shining on me.
I look up again as long as I remember the morning. It wasn't like this?
Oh, so it might be shaded by sunlight, but now it's open and you can see stars.
I couldn't take my eyes off them and kept looking at them. It looked breathtaking.
I was smiling from ear to ear just looking at them.
I remember how I used to like stargazing. Well, that wasn't a choice, to be honest. I used to gaze at them so I didn't feel alone, and it always helped.
But I guess after Bella, it's as if I forgot to do what I used to love, but today this view has filled my heart with happiness.
After some time, I roamed my eyes in the room and saw Blake sitting on the couch, only wearing his lower back, looking at me.
I again give a glance at a fab body, and somewhere in the bottom of my heart, it tempts me too. And I am not foolish enough to understand why he is tempting me.
"Like what to see, Darling?" He asked, still looking at him.
Shit, shit, shit... He saw me... His face was still stoic. Sometimes I wonder if he forgot to show emotion or what.
I blush hard when he looks at me, avert my eyes from him, and look at the other side. Since when has he been looking at me? Did he see me smiling like an idiot, looking at the stars?
"Hungry?" I look back at him, hearing his words.
I again look up at the stars, and then I realize how long we have been here, and I don't know how many hours I have slept.
‘Bella'? Oh my god, she must be worried about me. I don't know if she has eaten anything or not, and I jump from the bed, holding the sheet on me.
"Bella, she must be worried about me." I panicked, looking at Blake.
"Don't worry, she ate and slept peacefully. Here." He showed me his phone. He was still sitting there, and as I wasn't getting clear vision, I walked to him and took the phone in my hand.
She was indeed sleeping with Alvera. I am thankful to Alvera for this. At Least she is there with Bella.
I looked around to see if I was wearing something beneath the t-shirt, but I found nothing.
I noticed a closet, so I started walking towards the closet but stopped hearing him say, "Don't even think of wearing anything other than these t-shirts for the next two days.
"Unless you want me to tear apart each piece you have in your collection," I felt blood rush to my face after hearing him.
I looked at him, shocked. His hands were shopping for onions like a pro, and he looked at me and said, "I want you to be ready the moment I want to get inside you. I am not a patient man, Mrs .Jensen." His teasing look did not go unnoticed by me.
"I can see that with time you have become shameless," I said while looking everywhere but him.
"I was always shameless when it came to you. Sadly, you never notice." I felt his words had double meanings. I looked back at him and tried to understand, but I wasn't getting what he was trying to say.
"Girls were and are my weakness. People don't call me Casanova for nothing, you know?" He raised his eyebrows proudly, and I fumed again, thinking what kind of person he is. Moreover, he is using me in the name of Bella and my dear ones.
"Of course, who knows better than me?" I snorted and gritted my teeth.
He smirked, looking at me, and went back to his work. Hence, I did not want to argue more, so I walked up to the window and stood there.
It's really painful to see you being used by someone.
The dark curtains are gone, and again, beautiful moonlight shines in the room. Blake has made sure the lighting in the room has been kept very mild and white, so it's giving a very natural look of mood lighting hitting the room.
I crossed my hand to my chest when a chilly breeze hit my body, but I was just liking it.
If I'm minus Blake, then this is heaven. I can spend my whole life in this one room.
It calms my soul.
"Here I look back, and he had two plates in his hand, which had an omelette ,some veggies, and toast.
I so wanted to deny the food, but I was starving like no tomorrow, so I kept my pride aside for some time and took the plate from his hand and then sat on the couch, where he took a seat in front of me with his plate in his hand.

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