Replacement Bride Left With His Baby (Sophia and Easton) novel Chapter 104

104 Chapter 104

104.Chapter 104

“Nicolas, you bastard!” Sophia gritted her teeth, her body aching and burning as she fought desperately to get out of bed and escape.

But Nicolas, dressed in a bathrobe and holding a glass of wine, approached with a lewd grin plastered on his

face.

“Your voice is so sweet when you curse. I bet you’ll moan just as beautifully when I’m on top of you later,” he sneered.

Sophia was petrified, clutching the edge of the bed with trembling hands, backing away as far as she could.

“Nicolas, I swear, I’ll make you pay!” she spat through clenched teeth.

As she spoke, Sophia kept grabbing everything she could find on the bed and threw them at Nicolas.

Nicolas said, “Fine by me. I never thought you’d let me off easy anyway. Since I’ve already got you here, what’s there to be afraid of?

“Either way, I’m screwed, so I might as well have my way with the so-called ‘Most Beautiful Woman in Jenston’ first. If I die after that, at least I’ll die happy.”

Sophia tried to scramble off the bed, but Nicolas caught her roughly, dragging her back and pinning her down.

“Sophia, you can’t get away. Don’t you feel that burning heat spreading through your body?” he taunted.

Sophia was shocked. ‘That bastard actually drugged me!’

“You brat, get away from me!” Sophia shouted.

Nicolas forcefully wrenched Sophia’s hands apart, roughly tugging at her clothes, trying to rip them off.

Sophia kicked him square in the groin, shoving him away with all the strength she could muster as she tried to flee from the bed.

“You bitch, you dare kick me?” Nicolas roared, yanking her back in an instant and slapping her across the face.

The drug was beginning to cloud Sophia’s senses, and after that slap, Sophia’s head swam.

But Sophia gritted her teeth and forced herself to stay awake, digging her fingertips deep into her palms, using the sharp pain to fight back the dizzy heat and keep her head clear.

She said, “Nicolas, aren’t you scared Easton will make you pay for it?”

Nicolas paused, his eyes narrowing as he remembered Stella’s call from moments ago.

Sophia figured Nicolas would back off, assuming her status as Easton’s ex-wife was enough to make him think twice.

But he just sneered, cold and cocky. “Sophia, are you brain-dead or just plain dumb? Easton ditched you for my sister five years ago. Seriously, you think he still cares?

“Even if he finds out I raped you, maybe he’d be pissed for a while. You really believe he’d risk anything for some washed-up ex-wife no one wants anymore?”

Sophia ignored him, her voice trembling but fierce. “But Easton hates it when anyone touches what’s his-even if he doesn’t want it anymore. And if anything happens to me, my brother won’t let you off, and he won’t let the Weston family off either.”

Sophia fought desperately, shoving Nicolas with everything she had, but he just kept coming, acting like her words meant nothing.

He said, “Sophia, just cooperate. Be a good girl and give in to me, and maybe I’ll go easy on you. But if you keep resisting, don’t blame me when I have to get nasty and make it hurt.”

Nicolas watched as Sophia’s eyes grew hazy, her resistance fading fast. He wasted no time, yanking at her clothes with greedy, trembling hands.

As he tore away the last shirt, catching just a teasing glimpse of bare skin beneath, his excitement hit a fever

1/2

104 Chapter 104

pitch.

Just as he reached out to touch her, the door was kicked open with a thunderous crash.

Nicolas didn’t even have time to react before he was sent flying off the bed by a powerful kick.

Gordon stormed in, grabbed Nicolas by the collar, and gave him a vicious beatdown. “Nicolas, are you out of your mind? How dare you mess with Mr. Foster’s woman?”

He didn’t stop there, smashing his fists down a couple more times just for good measure.

Easton scooped Sophia up into his arms, carried her over to the couch, and covered her with his jacket.

“Sophia, don’t be scared. It’s me,” he murmured.

Sophia’s eyes were glazed as she looked up at him, barely able to focus. “Easton…”

Easton helped Sophia sit up on the couch, his gaze sharp as he noticed the red mark on her face. “Did he hit you?”

Easton didn’t wait for an answer. He marched over, chair in hand, and smashed it down hard on Nicolas.

Nicolas was covered in blood, cowering in the corner, his face twisted in terror.

2/2

Send Gifts

13 Likes