Raina’s words from a moment ago had reminded her…
From the time they met till now, she had seen for herself the consequences of angering him. Only death awaits or a fate worse than death itself.
Even the powerful businessmen in the city are no match for him, so what chance does someone as helpless as I have?
To protect the children’s safety and not burden Michael, she had to acquiesce to him.
She was well aware of how possessive and desperate for control he was. She wasn’t sure if it was considered love but she knew that if she tried to struggle, it would only serve to infuriate him.
Therefore, she might as well obey him in exchange for a temporary respite.
“Is that so?” Zachary untied her restraints and pinched her chin. “Now, prove it to me!”
“Hmm?” Charlotte was stunned. “How do I prove it?”
“Just like this…”
Zachary pulled away her nightgown and pinned her on the bed.
In a panic, she wanted to struggle but then remembered her promise, causing her to submit.
Putting her hands over his neck, she clumsily reciprocated his actions…
Zachary’s kisses were filled with vengeful rage, just like a beast swallowing its prey. He gently bit her with his teeth, causing her to moan in pain.
“It hurts…” Charlotte furrowed her eyebrows in pain. However, she had no choice but to endure.
“It’s good that you feel pain.” Holding her cheeks in his hand, Zachary whispered coldly into her ear, “You will only learn your lesson through pain…”
His words sounded like a warning to her, causing her heart to palpitate in fear.
The night was long as the room filled with passion. His desire was set ablaze by the rage in his heart.
Charlotte felt as if she was enveloped by a ball of fire, there was no escape and she was also unable to resist.
That night, he was more ferocious in bed than any time before that.
She felt she was at her limit and pleaded in tears for him to be gentle. Instead, he simply increased the intensity of his domination.
Her petite body began to tremble underneath him.
Panting heavily, he barked right beside her ear. “Hug me tightly!”
She circled her hands around his muscular torso and dug her nails into the skin on his back, drawing blood with her scratches.
Feeling the blood oozing out, she was thrilled by a sense of revenge.
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