The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson novel Chapter 1562

Chapter 1562
Stella wanted to make Eric suffer, but she didn’t expect this revenge to backfire. Now she was facing the consequences of her own actions, but it had nothing to do with Henry. Why did Eric have to be so harsh on Henry? The image of Henry being knocked unconscious pained Stella’s heart. “This is between you and me,
don’t involve Henry, let him go.”
Eric was capable of anything. If he really brought Henry here, he might actually violate her in front of Henry. In that case, it’s better
for her to be trapped here, forever in darkness.
The man gripping her waist ignored her and coldly asked in her ear, “Is it more pleasurable to make love to me or to him?”
Stella knew that if she confronts Eric head-on, she would only
invite more crazy retaliation. So, she lowered her gaze and gritted her teeth, “Henry has never touched me.”
It was the truth. The only man who had touched Stella was Eric,
but he didn’t believe her. He thought Stella was lying to protect
Henry, “You’ve been dating him for so long and haven’t slept together. Do you think I’m a fool?”
Stella didn’t bother to indulge him, “Believe it or not.”
After saying that, she closed her eyes again and ignored him. This
made Eric so angry that he flipped her over and made her kneel on
the ground, increasing the force from behind.
In a humiliating position, Stella knelt on the ground, holding onto the railing of the birdcage and biting her teeth, enduring the pain
he inflicted on her…
She despised herself for being like this, wishing she could go.
back to ten years ago and wake up the version of herself plotting
revenge against Eric with a slap. If she hadn’t provoked him and
didn’t resent him, maybe she could still live with dignity abroad,
but…
She also knew very well that if she didn’t provoke him and didn’t
resent him, her past self wouldn’t have survived. She was able to
hold on until now because of her hatred for him.
If she had no hatred, she probably would have died in the
wilderness a long time ago. How could she be the person she is
today? She just didn’t understand why she had to be entangled
with him instead of simply killing him directly…
Eric vented all his anger on Stella, tormenting her until she passed
out before finally letting her go.
Leaning against the birdcage railing, Eric lowered his gaze and
stared at Stella, who was lying obediently on his lap with her eyes
closed.
He raised his fingers and brushed away the sweaty strands of hair
on Stella’s face, revealing a familiar and delicate face.
He stared at her brows and eyes for a long time, then lifted his
fingertips and traced her features over and over again, as if
wanting to etch them into his bones, with deep affection and longing, gently caressing…
It’s unknown how much time passed, but when the night fell
and moonlight shone through the sca ttered tree shadows on
the island, Eric finally released the handcuffs that bound Stella’s
hands and feet, and carried her, still unconscious, back to bed…
He held Stella tightly from behind, as if holding the whole world,
and kept her tightly in his embrace. “What should I do with you…”
In the quiet bedroom, where even the sound of a falling needle
could be heard, there suddenly came a sigh of helplessness and
powerlessness…
The next day, Stella woke up and saw herself naked, but wearing
new clothes. The clothes fit her perfectly, tailored to her size.
However, even though she was wearing new clothes, she was
still locked in the birdcage. It was strange because after being
restrained all night, her hands and feet should be red and painful,
but she didn’t feel any pain, not even a hint of redness.
While Stella was puzzled, Eric walked in from outside the door. Towering over her, he looked at her like a trapped animal. “Let’s
put an end to this…”