The warm breath from Gideon’s nostrils sent a flush creeping up the back of Aria’s ear.
Before, she would have been thrilled by his touch.
But now, the thought that he was only doing this to get cord blood for Lilith made her want to vomit.
“Let go of me!”
Aria pushed against him with all her might.
But against Gideon, who was in peak physical condition, her struggles felt more like a prelude to intimacy.
Gideon scoffed, scooped her up, and tossed her onto the bed.
“If I didn’t need you to have a baby, do you think I’d be willing to touch you?”
Even though she had resolved a thousand times to part ways with him, hearing Gideon humiliate and objectify her so bluntly still sent a sharp pain through her heart.
Aria struggled against his hold, forcing herself to sit up. A wave of intense humiliation washed over her, and she practically screamed, “Gideon, get out! Get away from me!”
But in the next second, Gideon pressed her back down onto the bed with even more force.
Pinning her wrists with one hand, he loomed over her. “For three years, you’ve been trying to consummate our marriage, all so you could produce an heir and get more money, right?”
“Now I’m giving you the chance. Undress yourself.”
“Ten million per child. How many clients would you have to entertain to earn that? Don’t be so ungrateful.”
Her clothes were torn, exposing large patches of skin to the light, followed by the intrusive, scorching trail of his mouth against her skin.
No matter how desperately Aria fought, it was useless. “Gideon, this is marital rape!”
“If you dare do this to me today, we’re done! We are done!”
Her wrists were bound with his tie, her legs pinned by his lean, powerful waist.
Gideon lifted her head and leaned in to kiss her. “Between us, do you really think you have the right to call a stop?”


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