I Divorced You Now You Beg (Thalia and Darion) novel Chapter 583

Chapter 583

“Why is she suddenly coming?” Darion asked.

Quinn let out a derisive snort.

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He sneered. “Because the person she wants dead is still alive and kicking. She just can’t take it anymore. She wants to do it herself

With that, he hung up before Darion could say another word.

Just business, everyone gets what they need.

He didn’t need to explain anything to Darion.

Whether Thalia survives or not, that’s all up to her.

He hung up, pushed open the study door, and a glint of excitement flashed in his blue eyes. He headed straight for a room, and when he opened the door, a spacious, exquisitely decorated room came into view.

Heavy velvet curtains, embroidered with intricate swirls, hung from the windows, their tassels cascading down and adding a ouch of luxury to the whole place.

A massive crystal chandelier cast bright light across the room, and a large European-style bed stood in the center, its headboard featuring delicate openwork and layers of ornate patterns.

A thin blanket made of fine silk covered Thalia, her arm exposed, her skin pale but dotted with faint red marks.

Her eyes were closed, her brows slightly furrowed, and she was sleeping restlessly.

My baby. Quinn whispered, his voice thick with obsession.

He walked over, leaned in, and kissed her with a possessive tenderness. “What are you dreaming about? Why are you so estless in your sleep? Will you tell me?” Quinn asked softly.

As he murmured, he traced her lips with his tongue, then deepened the kiss, tangling his tongue with hers, savoring every bit of softness inside her mouth, finally pushing deeper, claiming her throat with a hungry intensity.

Wendy let out a muffled gasp.

The force of his kiss startled her awake. She could barely breathe. Instinctively, she struggled, pushing against him, trying to

>reak free.

But that only made him more excited.

He sucked even harder, until the base of her tongue began to go numb.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally let her go, licking his lips with lingering desire. His blue eyes were filled with obsession as he stared at her. “Baby, you smell so good, so soft, so sweet. I love you so much. I wish I could stay inside you every second of every day.”

Wendy was furious. She raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. “You’re a bastard!”

Quinn didn’t get angry. Instead, he narrowed his eyes in enjoyment and cradled her hand in his own “Baby, does your hand hurt? Next time, don’t bother hitting me yourself. Just tell me where you want to hit, and I’ll do it for you, as many tunes as you need to vent.”

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He kissed her palm with almost theatrical tenderness, like she was the one who’d suffered all the injustice

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His deranged, obsessive demeanor left Wendy visibly shaken. Her face turned even paler as she jerked her hand free and backed away, desperate to keep some distance between them.

You’re insane! When will you finally let me go?” Wendy demanded, her voice trembling with anger and fear

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