No one had ever forced a kiss on Winnie before.
D*mn it! He just slept with Yulissa in the other room, and those lips might've just kissed Yulissa's. The hand that is caressing me might've just touched her as well. Ugh, this is so disgusting.
Unable to handle it anymore, Winnie dug her teeth into him.
The metallic stench of blood instantly spread out in both their mouths.
However, that pain only caused Xavier to pause momentarily.
He became even more aggressive after that as he ravaged every inch of her like a tornado.
Winnie thought the man was insane. Seeing that he refused to stop, she bent her knee and went after his private part.
Yet, it seemed that he was prepared for that because he had her legs pinned down with a single move.
He used one hand to lock her wrists and keep them above her head, then used his other hand to caress her.
Winnie's poor pajamas were instantly reduced to torn rags, and Xavier's hands ventured to the place where he had fantasized about but was too cowardly to venture to in the past.
He was ridiculously strong, and he was loving the sensation in his palm.
As he was misbehaving, he soon realized that the person under him had stopped moving altogether.
He let go of her lips and gave her forehead a peck. It was a kiss as soft and as light as a feather.
However, as he moved down to her cheek, he tasted the salty taste of tears.
Her face was almost completely wet with tears of unhappiness, pain, and anger.
“Ah, you're disgusting! Go to hell!” Winnie shouted, kicking him in the chest when she felt him loosen his grip on her.
It was a strong kick, but it still wasn't enough to force him out of bed.
Xavier remained quiet and turned around to lie on his side.
As he rested on the bed and looked at the ceiling, he wondered what he had done earlier. All he remembered was him wanting her so much that every single drop of blood in his body was going insane.
He got up and walked to the bathroom.
“You're disgusting!” Seeing that he was about to leave, Winnie grabbed the lamp at the side and threw it at his back.
The lamp was heavy, and it had undeniably hurt him when it hit him. However, he took it all in and didn't even turn around.
Soon, the lights in the bathroom came on, and the sound of running water could be heard.
A few minutes later, Xavier came back out.
He had gone to take a shower, but he didn't take his clothes off. Hence, he was dripping wet.
His eyes were bloodshot when he looked at Winnie.
The lights in the room remained off, but with the lights from the bathroom, Xavier could see Winnie's face clearly.
Her lips were swollen from his kiss, and her neck was covered in bite marks. Her clothes were also torn by his very hands, and the bruises below her neck were products of his insanity.
He had never hurt her that much, not even on the night when Kylie drugged him.
Winnie looked at Xavier with hatred and disgust. Her face, which shone with beauty and innocence, was wet with tears.
“Winnie,” said Xavier. His voice was ridiculously hoarse. “I'm sorry. I went insane earlier, and it was all my fault. I was inhumane. Don't cry and don't be afraid. I just want to see how you are doing.”
Winnie wanted to yell at him, but she was too disgusted to say anything.
It took her a while before she finally managed to tell him to get out.
Looking as she trembled in anger and did not know how to vent it out, Xavier was overwhelmed with guilt.
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