The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn) novel Chapter 311

"What are you talking about?" Madelyn asked.

Zach picked her up and tossed her onto the bed. Madelyn's head hit the pillow, and in the dim light of the moon, she looked up at the tall figure of Zach looming over her. He removed his jacket and leaned down toward her.

"Did you like the fireworks? Need a reminder of what went on?"

As she tried to sit up, he pulled her legs, making her lie back down. He leaned in, planting strong, wild kisses on her neck.

"Are you jealous, Zach? Why should you be? Remember what Hayson told you today. At dinner, you could tell Father wanted me to impress Ethan. If Ethan finds out, the Arnold family and Father will both be after you! Be careful, Zach. You might mess up all your plans with what you're doing now."

He stopped and propped himself up. His eyes were dark, and he looked at her with a mean smile. "So what? The thing I want to do doesn't stop me from doing what I need to do now." For a moment, he thought of overpowering her and forcing himself on her, ignoring decency and relishing her pain and pleas for mercy. But he took a deep breath and controlled himself. He knew there were many ways to satisfy his desires without resorting to violence. He grabbed her by the neck and whispered into her ear, "If I catch you with Ethan, I'll make sure you won't be getting out of bed for days. I mean what I say."

"Zach... you're such a jerk!" She bit his shoulder hard, and he grunted in pain.

To hours later, Madelyn looked flushed, like she was out of a hot spring. She looked mad and was staring at Zach, who was pulling up his pants near the bed. While Zach had satisfied his desire, Madelyn felt a mix of numbness and tingling all over, making her feel even more uncomfortable. She tried to pick up her clothes from the floor, but her legs were so wobbly she fell down. Zach stepped in front of her, bent down, and teasingly lifted the edge of her black lace garment with his index finger. He truly was a wolf in sheep's clothing. Madelyn's cheeks turned pink. She snatched it back and tucked it away under the bed.