Chapter 991 The Mark of the Loser
Her clear voice, tinged with trembling, made the man who was taking advantage of her pause. Hawk lifted his head, and those already crimson lips seemed to glow even brighter, perhaps due to her blood.
"Loser? Do you think I care? I just want to destroy his favorite thing and watch that arrogant lawyer suffer a blow. As for the rest, who cares?"
Hawk seemed on the verge of losing control, like someone under the influence of drugs. Evelyn knew she couldn't challenge his authority at this moment, but she also couldn't just sit and wait for her fate. Her eyes darted around as she spoke softly but clearly, "You want it? Fine, come then. I won't cooperate with you like I did with Huston because your touch brings me no pleasure. You're not like him, so you can only receive treatment that is inferior to him. If you're willing to force me today, go ahead, but you will forever be a loser compared to Huston!"
Comparisons and failures were what Hawk despised the most in his life. He had an extremely unfortunate childhood, experiencing hunger, destitution, and living at the mercy of others. All of this was a result of him being inferior to others. Losing meant more than just failure to him; it plunged him into a suffocating darkness that left him gasping for air.
That's why he never admitted defeat throughout all these years, even if it meant risking his life. Losing would make him feel like he was back in his childhood as if he had never been strong, constantly living in the shadows of those dark times.
In fact, he did live in those shadows, but he refused to admit it. He had deceived himself for a long time.
Evelyn watched helplessly as Hawk forcefully exerted his dominance once again. The physical pain she felt was nothing compared to the thought of being violated by another man tonight. Even if she were to return one day, she would be too ashamed to face Huston again.
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