GoodNovelChapter 491Utter Reliance on Him Raymond pursued his advances relentlessly, his teeth sinking into her neck in a primal display of possession.
A surge of hormones overwhelmed him, asserting their dominance.
Tears cascaded from Selena's eyes, her body quaking beneath him.
Engulfed in the heat of the moment, Raymond was abruptly yanked back to reality by the chatter of passing waitstaff and a sliver of light slicing through the room from the slightly ajar door.
A terrified Selena sought refuge, burying her face into the crook of his neck.
A tingling wave of pleasure coursed through Raymond, pooling at the crown of his head.
"Get out," he commanded, his voice a harsh bark that echoed in the room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe waitstaff, who had cto prepare the private room for later use, scurried away, cowed by his authoritative tone.
"Sorry, sorry," they stammered, their apologies trailing behind them as they retreated.
Once they had gone, the room was filled with nothing but the soft, sorrowful sobs of Selena.
Raymond tenderly patted her back, hoisting her higher against him. He had always savored this position, relishing in the feeling of her total dependence on him.
He could feel the stark change in her physique, her weight loss more apparent in his arms than in the dimly lit room where he could barely discern her features. Especially around her waist-it felt fragile, as if it could shatter under the slightest pressure.
"Haven't you eaten this week?" His brow furrowed in concern as he considered her condition.
Selena remained silent, her face still buried in his neck, the cool, commanding scent of him permeating her senses.
Her body continued to tremble, and Raymond found himself unable to distinguish whether it was from pain or pleasure.
Turning his head, he gently nipped at her earlobe.
Selena shivered in response.
Raymond found himself catching his breath.
"Seems like Caterlington hasn't been too kind to you," he murmured, his voice a low, magnetic rumble, each word trailing off with a blend of softness and a hint of heat. Selena finally broke free from her trance, irked that he had chosen this moment to initiate their encounter, without ever seeking her consent.
She was angry that he had only saved Olivia from the burning building. Resentful that he had remained silent when she needed him the most. Her grievances were numerous, and her words becless guarded. "Mr. Montague, you don't mind that I'm dirty?" she asked pointedly. Raymond stiffened, his eyes narrowing sharply. Selena looked up at him, her eyes still glistening with tears but regaining sof their former composure. "I've had a fling with Mr. Walsh too," she declared calmly, and then the room fell into an eerie silence. So quiet, one could hear a pin drop.
Raymond merely chuckled softly, not in anger, but there was an unsettling gentleness in his laughter.
He set her down, turned her around, and leaned over her back.
His teeth grazed her neck, his fingers slid into her mouth without hesitation, pinching her tongue a silent command for her to cease speaking, to stop uttering words he didn't want to hear. "You're just begging for it," he snapped.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis words echoed in the room long after he had spoken, and although Selena wanted to plead for mercy, her pinched tongue rendered her speechless.
Tears streamed down her face as she trembled, but he was relentless, treating her as nothing more than a vessel for his frustrations.
The pain was unbearable.
Her complexion turned ashen with agony; her body, still weak fromla recent miscarriage, couldn't endure it. Eventually, she succumbed to unconsciousness.
Only then did Raymond release her.
When they returned to the hotel, he laid her on the sofa and continued his advances, indifferent to whether she was awake or not. At one point, Selena felt as if she was on the brink of death.
It wasn't until six in the morning that Raymond finally ceased, surveying her bruised body with a sense of satisfaction. He filled the bathtub with water and then carried her into it.
Selena, nestled against his chest, was fast asleep, her cheeks tinged with a rosy flush.
Raymond noticed her hair was damp with sweat and carefully combed through it with his fingers.
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