Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194: Degrees of Possession

She glared at Dorrent, her lips twisting into a mocking, spiteful sneer as she tried to hurt his pride. "Besides... isn’t the great CEO of Gammar Tech rich enough to support me? Maybe I’ll just become a lazy, stay-at-home wife instead! I’ll just sit in your grand mansion, do absolutely nothing, and milk your money dry until you go completely bankrupt!"

She was furious. In truth, her soul desperately craved an education, but if he was going to restrict her freedom and keep her locked to his side, she would use every weapon she had to make him regret keeping her.

Dorrent looked at her angry, blushing face, and a wicked smirk slowly cut across his lips. He knew exactly what she was doing. He could see right through her defensive tantrums, reading the fierce, stubborn pride that refused to let her look weak in front of his secretary.

"I wouldn’t mind that at all, little physician," Dorrent purred, his deep voice dripping with provocation. "A stay-at-home wife will be very good for you. You can stay in my bedroom all day, take care of our future kids, and wait for me to return home every evening." He paused, leaning back casually, his eyes flashing with dark amusement as he dropped the final lure. "After all... stay-at-home mothers are usually uneducated ladies like you anyway. It suits your background perfectly."

The words hit Jannah like a sudden, scorching flame.

Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in explosive rage. Uneducated?!The insult cut straight through her pride, tearing through her self-control like a blade.

"Don’t you dare!" Jannah shrieked, her voice echoing loudly inside the carriage as she practically leaped out of her seat, her small frame trembling with furious indignancy. "Don’t you EVER dare call me uneducated, you arrogant, condescending bastard! I WILL go to university! I am going to pursue a full degree in Medicine! I am going to become a fully certified medical doctor, and I will NEVER allow a perverted tyrant like you to look down on me just because I grew up in the lower sectors!"

Dorrent’s smirk widened into a triumphant, victorious smile. He looked at her breathing form, his eyes dark with satisfaction.

"That’s more like it," Dorrent murmured softly. He didn’t take his eyes off her as he spoke to the blonde woman beside him. "Shalen. It is Medicine. Find the best medical university within the district—one where Jannah can study to become a doctor, and where my security detail can monitor her daily."

Shalen typed quickly, nodding. "Understood, Sir. I will have the admissions dean of the central medical academy contact your office soon."

Jannah stood frozen mid-air, her heart hammering against her ribs as she suddenly realized what had just happened. He had manipulated her. He had deliberately poked at her pride, using her own fiery temper to force her into agreeing to a local university right under his nose.

"Are you a sticky note or something?!" Jannah yelled at him, her face burning crimson as she slammed her hands onto the seat. "Can’t you just let me go to a university of my own choice?! Can’t you just wait for a few short years while I study abroad, and then I come back?!"

Dorrent’s smile vanished, replaced by a dark intensity that made the air in the car turn instantly cold. He looked into her eyes, his voice dropping into a flat, unyielding line.

"Waiting," Dorrent delivered coldly, "is the one thing I cannot do."

Jannah swallowed hard under the crushing weight of his gaze. She bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled, trying desperately to find another way out of his trap. "Fine!" she spat out, her voice shaking with frustration. "If I am forced to go to a local university near this city... then I will live in the student dormitories! I will stay on campus full-time!"

"No way," Dorrent countered instantly, his tone leaving zero room for negotiation. "You will stay at my estate every single night. I want to see your face every day when I wake up, and I want you in my bed every night."

Jannah let out a loud sigh of exhaustion. Arguing with this man was like hitting her head against a solid stone wall. Every escape route she tried to build was instantly destroyed by his wealth and his possessive dominance. Disgusted and defeated, she spun around, turning her back on both of them and staring rigidly out the window.

Dorrent watched her rigid spine for a long moment before turning to Shalen, his tone returning to his usual detached, business-like tone. "Don’t mind my fiancée, Shalen. She is a bit stubborn, but she will finally cooperate when the time comes."

Shalen offered a smooth, understanding smile, setting her tablet down on her lap. "I understand completely, Sir," Shalen murmured, her tone light and casual. "The girl is still just a kid, after all. It takes time for young girls to adjust to future expectations."

The word kid sliced through Jannah’s ears like a hot needle.

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