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Rebecca answered by biting his finger hard.

She put all her pent–up anger into the bite, clamping down with surprising force.

Jeffrey winced but didn’t let go. Instead, he cradled her face, his voice still gentle. “Since when did you get so feisty?”

Rebecca responded by biting down even harder.

Jeffrey tightened his hold on her face just enough to make her release his finger.

“Keep that up and I’ll return the favor later,” he warned, his tone deceptively soft as he tilted her chin up. “I’ll have you crying and begging me to stop.”

“Let me go!” she demanded, struggling against him with tears of frustration in her eyes.

Her resistance only made him want to see her defiant attitude crumble into pleading submission.

He pulled her firmly against him, and when she began struggling again, he leaned close to whisper, “If you keep squirming like that, I won’t wait untii we’re somewhere more private.”

Rebecca froze as she felt his body tense up and his skin grow warm against hers. After five years of marriage, she knew exactly where this was heading.

“We’re in a hospital,” she said, her eyes widening with alarm at what he might try “Have you lost your mind?”

“Nobody’s coming in here without my permission,” Jeffrey said, his intense gaze never leaving hers as his hands grew more daring. “I’ll give you time to think about whether you’re going to apologize.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong,” Rebecca protested, trying to stop his roaming hands. “Why should I be the one to apologize?”

Jeffrey lowered his head and nipped at her neck, leaving a faint mark behind. “Just think about it. I’m not asking for an answer right now!

Rebecca pushed against him with all her strength, but he didn’t budge an inch.

“You can’t even scrape together fifteen grand right now,” Jeffrey said, his hand sliding higher on her waist while keeping a straight face. “How are you gonna come up with a hundred fifty? Unless you don’t really want your mom to wake up.”

Trapped against him, Rebecca bit hard into his shoulder.

Jeffrey caught her chin, forcing her to release him and look at him.

“You’re not the only one with money in this world,” she shot back, her chin throbbing but her defiance unwavering. “I may not have the money, but I’ll

find someone who does”

“Is that so?” Jeffrey’s voice turned icy.

“Yes,” Rebecca shot back, her eyes rod but blazing.

words would make Jeffrey storm off. He’d always been possessive,

did.

the situation. Jeffrey was afgry, yet he kept holding

him most. Releasing her chin, he gripped the back of her head and captured her lips

bit down hard, and the coppery

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of pulling back, he only kissed her more intensely. His free hand slid downward, pausing to squeeze her waist

in Rebecca’s eyes, but against Jeffrey’s

knew her body too

with all her might just to

sensitive to

murmured, gently

what this is, right?” Rebecca

calm. “What are

“Rape.”

shot back without hesitation.

serious

own wife considered rape? We’re not divorced yet,” Jeffrey said smoothly, doing

wanted to retort, but she knew Jeffrey’s talent for twisting words too well. No matter what she said,

his watch and finally letting

your decision?”

was free, Rebecca scrambled away from him like he was something dangerous she needed

even

was

his fingertips, still warm from her touch. “So you’ve made up

her stubbornness speaking for

composed as if they’d just had coffee

men in Jelasburg,” Jeffrey said, straightening his cuff. “But none will

trying to do?”

have a problem if you try to borrow

her sides. She actually had been counting

drawled, making

at his wrinkled shirt with

resentment Rebecca had been suppressing finally overflowed, and she swung her hand to

caught her hand firmly in mid–air. She tied to

before releasing it. As he turned to leave, he

retored, her voice sharp with

suit jacket, his expression returning to its usual detached demeanor. “We shall see about that,” he

away without looking back, as if the intimate