Female NovelShe didn’t dare to raise her voice. If Alexis awakened and came downstairs, she would see them…
Waylen undid all of Rena’s buttons.
He kissed her chin and cajoled, “How did he satisfy you in the past? Tell me. I won’t perform worse than him…”
As he asked, his hand slid under Rena’s clothes.
Amoan escaped her lips.
A large mirror was positioned beside the piano and if Rena turned her head, she could see herself being manipulated and twisted by him.
She struggled fiercely and the veins at the end of her eyebrows slightly protruded.
Waylen kissed the veins and asked in a husky voice, “Ms. Gordon, would you like the servants or bodyguards to see you like this? Would you like to witness your current appearance?”
Rena couldn’t stand the thought of being seen like this.
He was such a jerk! If he couldn’t have her willingly, he would force her… ?
Waylen lifted her up and positioned her in front of the mirror, urging her to look at herself.
“Look at yourself. And yet, you claim you don’t want me? Who else could provoke such a reaction in you other than me?”
Rena’s breathing became erratic.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
She turned around in his arms and leaned against the mirror. Raising her slender neck, she sneered, “I’m sorry, but I am not that desperate.”
The light was dim.
Waylen’s expression was unfathomable. He was impulsive just now. If Rena hadn’t stopped him, he would’ve taken her right where they stood.
But what would he gain after possessing her body?
At most, it was physical satisfaction.
And it was not enough.
Waylen felt it was far from enough. What he wanted was more than that.
Rena fastened her buttons with her trembling fingers.
Then, she walked upstairs without looking back. Her knees threatened to buckle, so she gripped the handrail to keep herself steady all the way up.