Chapter 184
Her bathrobe was pulled wide open as she lay on the desk in the study, the fluorescent light illuminating her smooth and fair skin.
Mason held tight to her slender waist and smacked her hips. He sneered, “Now, I’m going to show you how I treat a plaything!”
Her face paled. She couldn’t get away from him.
Under the fluorescent light, she was at his mercy as he thrust into her roughly. He was treating her in ways that not even the cheapest escorts deserved.
The light was blinding.
Her body was subjected to immense pain, but it was nothing
compared to what she was feeling in her heart. Gripping the edges of the desk, she withstood his furious humping with every bit of energy
in her.
There was a small, hard thing in her hands and it was scraping her
palm.
She turned her head to the side and released her grip when she could no longer take his brutal thrusts. There was a pair of exquisite cufflinks in her sweaty palm, its radiant diamond was bloodied now.
It was her own blood.
The snowstorm began to let up. It was half past two in the morning when Mason let go of her. Looking at her demeaning state, he straightened himself up briefly.
His phone rang. It was Ava. He answered it and said lightly, “I’m
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coming over right now! We’ll resume the meeting at half past three.”
Zoe was still lying on the desk when he hung up the phone and left. Her skin was fair and her long hair was strewn across the papers on the desk. It was such a lewd sight.
Perhaps it was because he had sated his lust. He sounded quite. gentle after he took a breath and said, “Put on your clothes and go sleep in the bedroom!”
She merely laid there quietly, not answering him.
Giving her another sidelong glance, he took his coat and left.
Zoe was smart. She knew what was the right choice here. He thought to himself. Moreover, what was the point of taking their marriage so seriously? The lovey-dovey gestures common among newlyweds no longer applied to them. Wealth, power, status. These were what
mattered!
Zoe was still lying there after he had left for a long time, motionless.
She simply couldn’t move.
Every inch of her body was aching. Her stomach was churning. Everything that happened tonight made her feel sick. Her own naivety made her want to puke. She trusted in him because of his honeyed words, even though he was a man who tortured her and turned a cold shoulder on her for three years.
He said that he wanted her and no one else. It turned out it was because only she could satisfy his perverted needs.
It had nothing to do with love! He wasn’t about to love her and he had no intention of loving anyone!
The affections he showed her and the puppy he bought for her were
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all part of an intricate, beautiful but deadly cage. He was sure she would be reluctant to leave because she was so comfortable in it!
For crying out loud, he hired a team of shrinks to analyze her so he could deal with her.
He knew her thoughts and affections like the back of his hand!
She shut her eyes slowly. He wore her out.
Allowing herself to slip into unconsciousness, she kept telling herself that she needed a rest. Just a little nap.
In the dreams, however, Mason’s words kept haunting her.
“You can’t have everything, Zoe!
“Look at all of your clothes and the things you wear. Didn’t I buy them for you?
“I’m going to show you how I treat a plaything!”
Cold sweat covered every inch of her body as she murmured incessantly, “No! No! I want to stop loving you, Mason!”
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