Super Godfather Ex-wife Begging Me To Get Remarried novel Chapter 5

Three years of swallowed pride and suppressed rage erupted with that single slap.

Evelyn hit the ground, clutching her swelling cheek, her eyes blazing with fury and disbelief.

"You miserable wretch! How dare you hit me?

"I'll kill you!

"I'll make you pay..." She shrieked.

Before she could finish, Osborne lashed out, kicking her waist and sending her flying across the room.

The onlookers were paralyzed with fear, backing away with screams, too terrified to intervene.

But Osborne wasn't done.

Evelyn's torment of him had been relentless and cruel. A simple slap and kick weren't enough to settle the score.

A dark resolve flickered in his eyes as he seized Evelyn by the neck, lifting her effortlessly and storming towards the villa.

"If anyone tries to come in, she dies!

"If you want her safe, get Ophelia here now!"

His cold threat echoed as he slammed the villa door shut.

The Caldwell family was left in stunned silence.

"Quick! Call Ophelia! She has to come back now."

"Osborne's gone insane."

"Do you think he'll really kill Evelyn?"

Inside the villa, Osborne dragged Evelyn up to the second floor and tossed her onto a sofa like a rag doll. He loomed over her, his eyes burning with an intense fury.

Despite being Ophelia's stepmother, Evelyn was only five years older, just thirty herself. She was a woman of striking beauty and elegance, with a figure even more tantalizing than Ophelia's.

But fate had been cruel to her. Not long after she married Ophelia's father, he died in an accident, leaving Evelyn a young widow.

Osborne suspected that her vicious behavior towards him stemmed from years of pent-up frustration and bitterness.

Yet, despite her seductive allure sprawled on the sofa, Osborne's eyes held only cold hatred.

"You... What are you going to do to me? You bastard! If you're any kind of man, let me go now, or you'll regret it!" Evelyn's voice trembled with fear, yet she still tried to sound threatening.

Osborne sneered, "You're still trying to threaten me? Still flaunting your power? After three years of humiliation, today you will pay for it all!"

"Scum, you wouldn't dare!" Evelyn snarled, lunging at Osborne with clawed fingers.

Osborne scoffed, grabbed her by the hair, and slammed her head down onto the sofa. Then he delivered a hard slap to her ample, rounded backside.

Evelyn's face flushed with a mix of shame and something else. Her breaths became ragged, and she began to moan softly, her legs squeezing together as her body writhed like a snake.

Seeing her reaction, Osborne felt a rush of desire, his mouth dry.

A tidal wave of pent-up need surged through him, impossible to hold back any longer.

"Slut! For three years, you didn't see me as a man. Today, I'll show you just what kind of man I am!"

With that, Osborne pounced on her.

Evelyn's eyes widened, but she didn't resist. Her long-neglected body eagerly responded to his touch.

Osborne showed no mercy, relentlessly taking her.

Evelyn clung to the sofa, lost in the overwhelming sensations, her cries of pleasure mingling with the sounds of their fierce union.