?Chapter 793:


    Having no other choice, I folded.


    Having lost, I had to adhere to the rule of the game. I reluctantly took off a piece of clothing, vowing inwardly to win the next round. However, to my dismay, Bryan won round after round with practiced ease. He asionally nced at me, clearly enjoying my difort. Meanwhile, my cards only got worse. Soon, I was almostpletely naked.


    I regretted having agreed to his game, but I forced myself to continue. In the end, I was down to nothing but my underwear, while Bryan remained fully clothed.


    Feeling uneasy at being so exposed, I reached for a cushion to cover myself, but Bryan caught my hand.


    “I never said you could cover up,” he said, still wearing his mischievous grin. His gaze lingered on me for a moment too long, and he licked his upper lip.


    Creep!


    Coming to a decision, I threw my cards down and immediately made to flee.


    However, Bryan seemed prepared for that, as he pulled me into hisp. While on hisp, I felt his hard length press against my thigh.


    “Are you folding? That means you’ve lost. I’ll help you take off your underwear then,” Bryan said, ncing at the cards I had thrown on the table.


    “You…” I hissed through gritted teeth, furious at his shamelessness.


    Bryan tore off my underwear and pushed me onto the sofa. I struggled against him, but it was all in vain.


    “You—” Before I could finish, Bryan pressed his lips to mine. My breath quickened as his kiss deepened. His hands roamed over my body, sliding from my waist to my chest before finally kneading my breast.


    “Let me go,” I demanded defiantly.


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    Bryan’s fingers slipped into me, moving back and forth until moisture began to flow. Impatiently, he unbuckled his belt and immediately thrust into me.


    “Let me go… you bastard…” I cried, my voice breaking.


    “You lose, you get fucked,” Bryan replied. He then lifted me and carried me up to my bedroom, thrusting into me with each step.


    When we reached the room, heid me on the bed, folded my legs to my chest, and began thrusting into me vigorously. My body glistened with moisture as it struggled to amodate his size. Each thrust brought a wave of intense pleasure.


    I groaned, my hands gripping the sheets tightly. Bryan pinched my nipples, sending another shiver through me. I tried to move out from under him, but his weight held me down.


    “Too fast…” I cried out before climaxing, my body trembling with release. Bryan grunted and released inside me, his warmth filling me.


    I moaned and copsed onto the bed, exhausted. But Bryan wasn’t done—he immediately pushed himself into me again.


    Antoni’s POV:


    In the oppressive silence of the grand hall, Leonardo’s rage erupted without warning. The cup flew from his hand, striking my head with deadly precision.


    Warm blood trickled down my forehead, painting a crimson streak across my skin.


    Fighting through waves of pain, I dropped to my knees on the floor. “Your Majesty, this is all a misunderstanding!” My voice trembled despite my efforts. “I swear I know nothing about this!”


    Leonardo’s face darkened like thunderclouds before a storm, his eyes cutting through me sharper than steel. “If innocence is your im,” he snarled, “then exin why Molly named you as her child’s father before she died.”


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