Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 789 - 790 Fainting
She froze, feeling both shy and scared. She was very afraid he would hurt her. He was not gentle with her, even rough. "You can’t treat me like this!" Despite being reduced to his plaything, she still had the basic dignity.
"I’m begging you!" She raised her voice slightly, but her body couldn’t withstand his relentless demands.
Watching her get dressed, he was amused. He wanted to see her naked, kneeling humbly at his suit pants, begging for his love.
However, her current struggle aroused his desire to have her again. His eyes darkened. He dominantly and crudely pried open her teeth, delving deeply, plundering her fragrance. Sweeping over every inch of her skin, making her whole body shiver, her legs aching and numb, he continued his invasion.
Damn it!
Beitang Yao left her body, cursing under his breath. He usually didn’t touch a woman again after showering, but facing Xia Qingqian, he couldn’t control his desire.
Her faint fragrance and her curvaceous figure made him succumb irresistibly.
Xia Qingqian successfully broke his rule.
He never obsessed over any woman’s body. His interest in women never lasted more than a week. But Xia Qingqian, a woman he’d met only twice, made him lose control over his desire.
He was infatuated with her fragrance, her innocence, as if no other man had ever touched her. Her first time was given to him.
Her body exuded a deadly temptation.
She didn’t know how to please him with her body, but he would say things that made her feel deeply ashamed.
If she sold herself to other men... Thinking about this, Beitang Yao narrowed his cold eyes.
Xia Qingqian couldn’t hold on anymore and passed out, lying on the big bed like a broken doll, her face as pale as paper.
After getting dressed, he sat by the bed, quietly watching her. Seeing her in distress, a surge of satisfaction filled his heart. His cold, sinister eyes revealed a message: the torment had just begun; she had no way of escaping.
His chest felt stuffy. He suddenly reached out to push her, his voice harsh and unkind: "Get up!"
She really wanted to get up, but her body was too sore and weak to do so. Beitang Yao, couldn’t you be gentler? The delicate flower of the motherland was now in your hands.
At the moment when Xia Qingqian tried to open her eyes, a cold stream flowed down her body, starting from her head. She was shocked upright by the water from the showerhead.
Beitang Yao dragged her to the bathroom, using water to awaken her. "Finally awake? I thought you wanted me to force you again."
His words were always so humiliating, making her feel embarrassed and mortified.
After speaking, he threw the showerhead aside. As he walked to the bathroom door, with his back to her, he spoke coldly: "You have ten minutes to get dressed."
Ten minutes later, Xia Qingqian emerged from the bathroom. She still dressed freshly and neatly, completely out of place compared to Beitang Yao’s suit-clad appearance.
As soon as the bathroom door opened, Beitang Yao threw the magazine in his hand onto the sofa, frowning as he walked up to Xia Qingqian, displeasure etched on his face: "You might as well have wrapped yourself in a towel."
