Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 294

Ashton stared down at Rhonda and Hazel, looking positively intimidating. He was like a king eyeing his lowly mistresses.

Both women’s expressions shifted, humiliation and fury flashing in their eyes as they glared at him. No one had ever dared to command them like that before.

They could clearly sense that he wasn’t even treating them as fellow human beings. He was genuinely seeing them as playthings–a pawn who solely existed to serve him.

It was deeply humiliating!

Rhonda was wearing a purple dress made of thin silk. Beads of sweat slid down her pale, slender neck. Her body trembled slightly, making her full figure seem even more bewitching.

Hazel wore a tight–fitting top that bared her midriff, and her long legs were wrapped in black stockings, which added to their allure. Even her arrogant expression inspired a desire to make her submit.

After exchanging glances, both women bit their lips, silently expressing their resistance. They could never bring themselves to kneel before him and submit to his will.

Ashton eyed them in amusement. “You two seem to hate me a lot. But you seem to have forgotten that it was you two who disrespected me first. You didn’t object when the Sage handed you over to me either, so why are you acting like you’re being forced right now?”

The two women stayed silent, praying that Flint would send someone to save them soon and kill the despicable Ashton!

“Seems to me you still don’t know the rules that come with submitting to me. I told you to kneel!” Ashton commanded, his voice thundering so loudly that it seemed to ring in their heads.

Both women shuddered as a terrifying force pressed down on their shoulders, forcing their knees to bend. Despite their arrogant defiance, they were forced to bow their heads.

As they kneeled at Ashton’s feet, they trembled even harder, terror filling their eyes as they stared at the man who looked more like the devil to them.

“Now that’s more like it. This is the position you should be keeping,” Ashton remarked derisively.

Hazel and Rhonda were chilled to the bone. They’d never experienced such humiliation before, and yet, there was no way of resisting it.

They loathed Ashton with every fiber of their being, and at the same time, they started to resent Flint as well.

Ashton had been right about one thing just now. It was Flint who agreed to that bet and lost to Ashton. He’d allowed Ashton to take them away.

If he genuinely cared about them in any way, he never would’ve allowed them to end up in Ashton’s hands! Did he not know the kind of humiliation they’d be put through?

Ashton walked up to Hazel and clutched her face, his fingers digging into both cheeks as he forced her to look up

at him.

“You wanted to torture me and make me your servant, right?” Ashton said icily. “Funny, but it seems like the opposite has happened. You’re now my servant. Your life is completely in my hands now.”

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“My dad won’t let you get away with this, Ashton! Soon enough, he’ll send someone to save me. You’re screwed! I’m sure you won’t live past tonight!” Hazel shrieked.

She tried to turn her head away, but he continued to grip her face. All she could do was bite her lips and glower at him in resentment.

Ashton slapped her hard across the face, making the reddened mark on her face even more prominent now. “I don’t like your attitude. That’s not how a servant speaks.”

“Why, you-”

Feeling utterly humiliated, Hazel teared up. But even as her tears rolled down her cheeks, she dared not speak up again. She was afraid of getting slapped.

There was nothing this terrifying man wouldn’t do!

“What’s the matter? Does this upset you?” Ashton asked as he tapped her cheeks teasingly. “I’ve looked into you before. You have a twisted hobby. You like tormenting the guys who catch your eye. You force them to bend to your will, so that you can humiliate them however you like.

“But it never occurred to you that you’d be ending up in my hands, huh? As they say, what goes around comes around. That’s only fair, right?”

He sounded like the devil, striking fear deep in Hazel’s heart. She felt as though she’d been stripped naked in front of him, with all of her secrets laid bare.

“Just what do you want!” Hazel was genuinely getting quite scared of Ashton.

Smirking, Ashton said, “I want you to submit to me, both your body and soul.”

“Never!”

“Is that so?” Ashton raised her chin even higher. “Give me a massage. Help me relax.”

Hazel protested by staying silent. She refused to submit to him.

Alas, at the very next second, he slapped her across the face again, the handprint as clear as day. The corner of her lips had started to bleed, making her look even more hauntingly beautiful.

Hazel’s bloodshot eyes fixed on Ashton, filled with rage and horror. He’d slapped her multiple times now. Did he not know how to show any tenderness to a woman?

Snorting, Ashton sat down and said curtly, “If you still don’t learn your place, Hazel, I’ll hit you until you do. Crawl over here on your knees and give me a massage! I don’t want to repeat myself. Have I made