We were red and tears tull of pan and helplessness
Xtral
alk hurts she whinges
Cowa wiked past Came and beaded straight out, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist. He yanked Decks ams towing as he snapped, “Where do you think you’re going at this hour?
7eur istess Go take care of your little sweetheart she said,
Don’t we agree to ever being this up again? be said as he made a call.
are you calling Cassandra asted
She management office I’m telling them to find a way to get Annabelle out of here.”
Covasnagged with all her strength to free her hand. “Let go of me!
You gave your first time to someone else, and I still didn’t let you go. Don’t even think about running from me now Cameron bent down, threw Cassandra over his shoulder, and carried her straight into the main
bedroom
xandra koled and fought. “Cameron, are you out of your mind? What are you doing?” she shouted.
What am I doing?” He threw her onto the soft bed and pinned her down, grabbing her chin and kissing her bard through clenched teeth, he growled, “Making a baby!*
Cameron let out a sharp hiss of pain. He suddenly let go of her, sucking in a breath through his teeth. He touched his tongue with his finger, only to see blood on it.
Cassandra gasped for breath and shot back coldly, “Your little sweetheart is still out there watching.”
Cameron muttered a curse and walked toward the door.
Annabelle was still on the floor where she had fallen, stunned by how quickly everything had unfolded. But the instinct to rely on Cameron took over, and the moment she saw him walking toward her, tears
welled up uncontrollably.
“Cam, it really hurts-” she said.
A loud bang rang out.
Cameron slammed the main bedroom door shut from inside. The loud crash echoed through the room,
making the walls seem like they were trembling.
The closed door blocked Annabelle’s view, but what was going on behind it needed no explanation. Annabelle wasn’t stupid. Anyone capable of becoming a top associate never could be. She had heard
Chapter
every single word between Cameron and Cassandra.
782
There was no doubt Cameron loved Cassandra. He had just been holding a grudge because she hadn’t given him her first time. He felt wronged, bitter, and miserable over it.
That was why he chose Annabelle to get revenge on Cassandra. From the beginning to the end, all his tenderness and affection had been an act–a performance to comfort his own bruised ego through an
affair.
Annabelle let out a cold laugh and slowly got up using the wall for support. If that was how he wanted to play it, then he couldn’t blame her for what came next.
Inside the main bedroom, what should have been an act of intimacy felt more like a war.
Cassandra resisted with everything she had. Cameron, once gentle and caring, had turned forceful and aggressive. He refused to back down.
When she pushed him away, he pinned her wrists above her head, leaving her completely restrained. When she tried to kick him, he forced her legs apart and pressed them down.
Cassandra burst into tears from the frustration and cursed him furiously, “Cameron, marital rape is still rape! I’m going to sue you!”
“Go ahead! Ryan is a lawyer. If you win against me, I’ll eat my words,” he said.
“Get off me!”
Cassandra finally found her chance. She broke free and slammed her knee into his most vulnerable spot with all her strength.
Cameron’s face went pale and twisted in agony. Though he still gripped her wrists to keep her from escaping, he had finally stopped making further advances.
After a physical struggle, Cassandra no longer had the strength to fight back. Her hands were still pinned,
and all she could do was turn her face away, refusing to look at him.
