For a split second, Helena froze in shock.
When her mind caught up to what Sebastian was about to do, panic set in.
She absolutely lost it.
"Sebastian, let me go! Get off me! I'm pregnant!" she screamed, thrashing against his hold.
But her pleas fell on deaf ears.
He didn't care.
There was no tenderness, no sweet words of comfort.
Only the dark thrill of absolute dominance.
And the predatory instinct to claim what was his.
Forced into submission, Helena was entirely at his mercy.
Scattered right in front of her face were the ruined, shredded pieces of her marital memories.
While she endured the brutal brunt of his fury and lust.
His dominance was so suffocating she could barely breathe.
Yet she didn't dare fight him with everything she had.
Because she was pregnant.
Her baby's condition was already fragile.
She couldn't risk harming her child just to spite him.
Trapped in this humiliating despair, tears pooled in Helena's eyes.
Her eyes were bloodshot and brimming with agony.
Her hands gripped the back of the sofa so hard her knuckles turned stark white.
Her knees rubbed raw against the upholstery.
But Sebastian didn't give a damn.
His large hands gripped her waist in a bruising hold; this was nothing but pure retaliation, a vicious punishment.
Helena's face contorted in sheer agony.
When two people reached the absolute end of the line, and words failed them, this was all that was left.
Tormenting each other.
Breaking the other person down piece by piece until there was no coming back.
Her vision blurred in a devastating wave of physical and emotional ruin.
"You're a monster, Sebastian... you'll get what's coming to you," she finally broke down, sobbing hysterically.
One look from him, and she would force herself to comply.
She just wanted to hold onto him for a little bit longer.
But now, the mere memory of it made her stomach turn with absolute disgust.
"Does Julian know you act like this in my bed? Does he know you spread yourself open whenever I ask? If he knew, do you really think he'd want my sloppy seconds?" Sebastian scoffed viciously.
He had absolutely no intention of letting her go.
The more she hurt, the more satisfied he felt.
Twisted by his own dark obsession, he grew even more merciless.
"What, do you honestly think Julian would appreciate you begging for it like this?" he sneered, leaning down to press his weight against her back.
His lips grazed her ear. "Then again, Julian will probably never get to experience how good it feels to take a pregnant woman, right?"
The crude, filthy words backed her into a corner.
With nowhere left to run, she sobbed, her tears soaking the cushions. "You're disgusting. I hate you. I hate you so much."
"Hate me all you want. You're still taking my cock," he said coldly.
The struggle between them was a toxic push and pull.
"Aren't you afraid Janetta will find out what you're doing right now?" she mocked him bitterly.

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