Scarlett's POV:
After helping Charles walk into the room, I pushed him onto the couch. He was drunk. Massaging my sore shoulder, I was about to go and check on my sons when Charles suddenly grabbed me.
I fell into his arms. "Charles, what are you doing? Let me go!"
However, Charles ignored my words and pressed me under his body.
"Honey, I feel so hot," he whispered in my ear seductively.
"Then you should go and take a shower. Why are you holding me? I have to check on the kids. Let me go."
"I want you."
Charles' eyes were filled with lust as he looked at me. He looked like a predator that was about to devour me whole.
My heart was racing so fast that I felt like it was going to jump out of my throat any moment.
I felt that it was too dangerous to be with him now, and I knew that I had to run away.
"Let go of me. Jerry is awake." I tried my best to push him away in panic.
"Jerry... Who named my sons? Was it you? Or William? Do you really hate me enough to even deprive me of my right as their dad? Or do I have to kill Rita to get your forgiveness?" Charles asked, gritting his teeth.
"Charles, you're drunk."
My heart was caught in a whirlpool of emotions. I blamed him for being ruthless while he blamed me for being so cold towards him. It felt as though we were caught in a stalemate.
The next second, Charles kissed me, his breath smelling like alcohol, and I immediately turned away.
He was irritated by my reaction that he suddenly grabbed my jaw so tightly that it felt like he was about to crush it.
"Why don't you let me kiss you? Would you rather have someone else kiss you?"
"Charles, what are you..."
Before I could even finish my words, he sealed my lips with a passionate kiss, making it impossible for me to move.
Like a fierce lion, he bit my lips, and stuck his tongue into my mouth. That deep kiss rendered me breathless and made me feel hazy.
I was about to suffocate from it when he suddenly withdrew his lips from mine and began to kiss my neck and my chest.
"Scarlett, I feel so hot. Help me," Charles whispered in my ear, his hot breath making me blush.
I suddenly felt his erection pressing against my vagina, ready to attack me.
"Can you feel it? It misses you too," Charles said in an ambiguous tone. Feeling his strong lust, I was at a loss.
All of a sudden, I vaguely heard a rustling sound coming from the door.
'Great! Tracy must have come to check on me!'
"Tracy... Ah!"
Before I could say another word, he ripped my dress apart, stripping me naked. "What are you trying to do?" I yelled.
"Fuck you, of course."
He quickly took off his clothes and pounced on me.
It had been longer than a year since we stood in front of each other, naked. I could see sweat dripping from his tan body and his sculpted abs. I felt my skin burn the moment his body touched me.
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