Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 172
Next, he loosened his tie and leaned over her.
His lips found her earlobe, nibbling it until it bloomed a wet crimson.
His kisses trailed a path from her ear, sliding down her neck, tracing her collarbone, until they found refuge on her chest.
Her upper body was gently lifted as he unfastened her bra, discarding it thoughtlessly onto the floor. He resumed his affectionate
journey with a kiss.
“Tyrone... Please be gentle...” Her worry for their unborn child echoed in her words. @
Tyrone seemed to take note, his actions slightly tamed, yet his kisses remained fervent.
Sabrina surrendered herself, her eyes closing and her thoughts swirling chaotically as if she was lost in an infinite ocean.
She quivered uncontrollably, her hands finding solace in his hair.
The room simmered with their shared desire.
Clothes lay discarded, strewn on the floor.
Their breathy whispers echoed in the intimate silence.
Tyrone guided Sabrina’s hand to the belt that circled his waist, his voice a husky whisper. “Unbuckle this for me.”
“Alright. .
Sabrina’s mind went blank. She fumbled with his belt, following her primal instincts.
But the shrill ring of a phone brought them to a standstill.
Sabrina, startled, nudged Tyrone. “Your phone...”
Tyrone, voice coarse, dismissed it. “Ignore it. Let’s not stop.” ©
The persistent ringing paused momentarily before resuming.

A frown creased Tyrone’s face as he clambered off the bed. His suit jacket was retrieved from the floor, the phone procured. He
glanced at the screen before answering, “Yes, Julia?”
There was a reply from the other end.
Tyrone’s expression hardened. “Understood, I’ll be right there.” ©
He hastily adjusted his clothing, shrugged on his jacket, and turned to address Sabrina, still sprawled on the bed. “I have to
leave.”
“What’s going on?” Sabrina pulled the quilt around her, leaning against the bed. “It’s late. Do you really need to go?”
Tyrone paused in his efforts to straighten his attire.