Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 296

“What did you say?” Hazel questioned, thinking she must’ve misheard Ashton.

“I told you to dance. Do you not know how?” Ashton said, his gaze cold as he eyed her. “Take off all those additional layers. You can dance in your underwear. You’ve been sweating so much. Don’t you feel warm?”

Hazel’s anger flared. He was openly mocking her, humiliating her, and crossing the line with her again and again.

But after seeing the coldness in his eyes, she dared not refuse. She didn’t want to be slapped again. There was nothing he wouldn’t do.

Hazel covered her face, which was still red from the earlier slaps. Her eyes pooled with tears at the humiliation as she started to dance in front of Ashton.

All along, she was the one who humiliated others. Now, it was she who was being humiliated…

Yet, despite the shame, she felt a strange sense of thrill.

Hazel’s dance wasn’t as graceful as Sally’s, but her haughty expression and enticing body made the dance just as satisfying to watch. Ashton couldn’t resist paying close attention to her.

Rhonda, whose head was lowered, inwardly cursed at Ashton for being a shameless and despicable man, but her fear of him kept increasing.

She understood Hazel’s personality well. To think that such a proud young woman would actually dance for Ashton. It was very likely that Hazel would soon submit herself fully to him.

Rhonda understood the callous Flint better than Hazel did. It was very likely that he would send someone to kill them, for he wasn’t a merciful or sentimental man.

All of a sudden, Rhonda trembled. Her heart started pounding.

Ashton, that horrible man, had walked up to her!

“Lift your head,” Ashton commanded.

Rhonda hesitated for a moment before lifting her head. Her jaw was soft, and her skin glistened in the light. Her delicate face looked like a flawless masterpiece.

“Purple looks good on you,” Ashton remarked as he observed the curvaceous Rhonda.

She didn’t seem to age at all. Even now, she only looked slightly older than Hazel, but she had a more feminine allure to her. It was impossible to tire of looking at her. Moreover, her thin purple dress highlighted her curves perfectly.

From the moment Ashton got closer to Rhonda, the Drakell technique activated, and a wild desire burned within him.

He could sense that ever since he started cultivating the Drakell technique, the Drakeborne lineage was slowly beginning to awaken. His aggression and lust kept increasing.

However, he didn’t try to curb them. He’d been holding himself back for ten years now, ever since he married Roxy.

But as it was, this was his true nature. He loved to conquer–to dominate and do as he pleased. It was his destiny to give in freely to his primal desires. He would carve out a path to the top with bloodshed.

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Feeling Ashton’s aggressive gaze, Rhonda started sweating even more profusely. Her thin purple dress was soaked through, and her pale legs trembled as she instinctively backed away.

“I will never submit to you! You can just go ahead and kill me!” Rhonda screeched, her eyes burning with hatred.

This was the man who’d killed her son.

Ashton took a step forward and grabbed her by the chin. Admiring the smooth line of her neck, he remarked, “Oh? Do you feel upset? Are you going to tell me that Edmund didn’t deserve to be killed?

“Don’t tell me that, as his mother, you had no idea the kind of depravity he’d been doing this whole time. How many lives of innocent young women did he ruin? Have you ever tried to stop him?”

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