The position was overwhelmingly intimate.
Clara's face burned with heat. She let out a sharp gasp, her hands flying up to strike his shoulders.
"Julian, you bastard!"
Julian let out a dark scoff. His large hand clamped down on the small of her back, locking her thrashing body against him. He dipped his head, seeking out her soft lips, his voice dropping into a dangerous, gravelly register.
"In such a rush to dump me? Did you actually fall for Dominic?"
"Is he really that incredible?"
"...Or maybe it's just me. In your eyes, I'm the villain, and every other guy is a saint. Leo is perfect, Dominic is flawless."
"You smile so beautifully for them, yet you can't even be bothered to reply to a single text from me!"
"..."
Clara bit her lip in deep humiliation, shaking her head wildly to dodge his invasive kisses. Her entire body trembled as tears of pure frustration pricked her eyes.
"Get off! You can't treat me like this—ah!"
Julian squeezed her waist tight. At that moment, his anger erupted into a blazing inferno. He couldn't even articulate why he was so furious—he just couldn't stand the way she rejected him, the way she fought him off.
It felt like just yesterday that she had been soft and pliant in his arms.
It wasn't long ago that she cared for his every need.
...
His firm lips brushed against the soft skin of her cheek. "Clara," he murmured, his tone laced with a perilous edge. "Stop saying things just to provoke me."
His hands moved to unfasten her blouse.
Clara was already paralyzed with fear and completely drained of strength. She couldn't overpower him earlier, and she certainly couldn't stop him now.
She was on the verge of a total breakdown.
Julian's movements were frantic and possessive. "Clara, you are forbidden from being with Dominic..."
Smack!
A sharp slap echoed through the room as her hand met his cheek.
Julian froze instantly.
"Why would I ever want you?"

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