Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 313

azel’s cheeks were already flushed crimson, her body shaking ever so slightly out of fear.

Ashton stepped closer, lifting her chin with a hand. Smirking, he said, “Not bad. Now dance for me.

He sat on the bed and admired Hazel’s unique seductiveness.

Nodding, Hazel started to twirl around, her body swaying. The room became thick with a heated tension.

Gradually, the fire in Ashton’s eyes blazed hotter. The Drakell technique had fully activated, and each breath he took was filled with intense lust and aggression.

Unable to hold back any longer, he lunged at Hazel like a starved wolf.

The passionate exchange went on for two whole hours.

Up on the third floor, Rhonda was blushing hard. Her heart rate soared as she listened to the rocking sounds coming from below. Once again, her desire started to ignite within her.

She hadn’t experienced the ultimate act of intimacy yet…

“Is he really that good at it…” Rhonda wondered as she lay in bed, her thoughts a mess.

Over at Grandcrest Estate, the grim–faced Flint was flipping through all the information he had on Ashton, going through them over and over again. His brows were tightly knitted, but no one knew what was on his mind.

“Irina, put out an SSS–level execution order on the dark web. Offer a 100–million–dollar bounty for Ashton’s head! “Flint instructed darkly.

Feeling her heart lurch, Irina nodded without asking any questions.

Flint’s fingers drummed on the table. “Get in touch with those people from the Dominion Vanguard. Tell them I’m agreeing to work with them on one condition. They have to help me keep the Legion occupied and make sure no one from the Legion stops me from getting rid of Ashton!”

Somewhat taken aback, Irina voiced her confusion. “I thought you never wanted to take sides, sir. Why have you chosen to work with the Dominion Vanguard?”

Flint’s eyes flickered darkly. “Times have changed. I need the backing of a government organization. Otherwise, I won’t be able to take out that bastard Damian legitimately!”

His murderous hostility was palpable.

From the moment Ashton took Rhonda and Hazel, as well as revealed the Drakell technique, it became clear that Flint and Ashton were bound to duke it out. Only one could live.

Irina nodded. “Understood, sir. Is there anything else I need to do?”

Flint pondered briefly before saying, “Ashton must have some other hidden card up his sleeve, but I know one thing about him now. He has a fatal weakness—women.

“Lust has been the downfall for many men. Get in touch with Elise Haywood from Blossom Hall. Tell her to find a way to get Ashton under her thumb.”

“Yes, sir!”

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Irina felt a chill run down her spine. She knew that this time, Flint genuinely wanted Ashton dead. She was already aware of three forces he’d mobilized to deal with Ashton, and there had to be other arrangements she was unaware of.

Ashton seemed to have something Flint was determined to get…

Irina speculated to herself as she slowly retreated.

Once Irina left, Flint’s expression darkened. “So you want to be the new ruler of Javonbury’s underworld, Ashton. Let’s see if you’ve got what it takes…”

In the second–floor bedroom of the villa, Hazel was panting heavily as she lay limp on the bed. She clutched the thin blanket that was covering her, her expression dazed. She didn’t have a single ounce of strength left.

Never would she have imagined that Ashton was this dominant in bed. Who knew what would’ve happened if she hadn’t pleaded for him to stop?

She looked at him with mixed emotions. Apart from the awe and fear, there was even a hint of some kind of affection. The feeling of having been completely taken by a man gave her a sense of belonging, one she had never felt before.

However, Ashton wasn’t paying any attention to what Hazel was thinking. While caressing her body, he started inspecting his own.

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