Love My Ex-Wife 223

Chapter 223 I'm Done Waiting

Claire's eyes darted toward the incense, realization hitting her like a wave.

"You twisted bastard..." she muttered, reaching out to swat the burning stick to the ground.

She assumed this was all part of Vincent's elaborate plan, unaware that Zachary had orchestrated the entire setup.

It seemed obvious now-a man so practiced in preying on women would naturally have tricks up his sleeve.

She had been cautious, avoiding the wine, but still, she'd fallen into the trap.

Her head felt heavy, her strength ebbing away with each passing second. Panic began to creep in.

She couldn't stay here-if she did, there was no telling what Vincent might do to her.

But Vincent, too, had been affected by the incense, though not as much. Standing farther from it, he'd inhaled less of its effects. His mind, however, was clouded with lust, and when he saw Claire trying to leave, his instincts took over.

As she managed to get the door open, Vincent lunged at her, dragging her back into the room.

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"You think you can leave? Hah!" he sneered, slamming the door shut and locking it behind them. "You little tease-once you're in my grasp, there's no way you're getting away."

Vincent shoved her back toward the room, the force causing her to stumble.

Thankfully, the incense had burned out, and without inhaling more of its fumes, Claire's head began to clear, if only slightly.

her limbs were weak, her usual strength diminished. On a normal day, she could have taken Vincent down in seconds, but tonight was

know there's no way I'm getting out of this tonight, so I won't fight anymore.

her

wore off, Vincent wouldn't stand a chance

to play nice?" he sneered. "If you'd just agreed earlier, all I'd have asked for was one night of your attention. But it's too late for that now. You'll have to keep me entertained for a few days at least, until I'm satisfied. Then maybe-maybe I'll

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door shut and locking it behind them. "You little

back toward the room, the force causing her to

more of

were weak, her usual strength diminished. On a normal day, she could have taken Vincent down in seconds, but tonight

was wrong. I shouldn't have tried to outsmart you. I know there's no way I'm getting out

her tone,

wore off, Vincent

expression shifted into one of smug satisfaction, his guard lowering. "Oh, so now you want to play nice?" he sneered. "If you'd just agreed earlier, all I'd have asked for was one night of your attention. But it's too late for that now. You'll have to keep me entertained for a few days

I'm

demeanor one of submission. "Yes, Mr. Patterson," she said, her voice dripping with false compliance. "I'll do

you."

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She had no intention of letting him get away with this. Claire bided her time, knowing that the moment her strength returned, Vincent would regret every word he'd said. "Come here and make me happy," Vincent commanded, a smug grin spreading

of fury at his words. If she had

now, she had

trembling, "I... I don't have the strength... I can barely

only seemed to excite him

and grabbed her by

the force of the throw. Before she could regain her bearings, Vincent

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and the sight alone

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