Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0196

He scoffed, "I never loved you. It was all an act. I used you."

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I smiled, my smile filled with pain, "Funny how I like that. Use me as you want, Dylan. I've told you, I'm all yours." Then I rested my head on his chest, "All I ask is that you love me."

He walked us backward and when my butt hit the counter, he stopped. He carefully placed his gun on the

counter.

He bowed his head and buried his face in my neck, he sniffed as his hand groped my breast hard. I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming in pain and clenched my fists to kill the urge to push him off me. His hand slid down my body and he hooked it at the band of my short shorts.

"No! no no," I wanted to scream as he roughly pulled down my shorts without bothering with the button and the hard material roughly brushed on my bare skin.

he hoisted me

dick into me.

shoulders tightened and I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lip. Hell! That hurt! He breathed hard as he rapidly thrust into me, pulling in

moan which seemed to heighten his ego as his grip on my thigh tightened and his thrust became impossibly

cry as my back hit the wall repeatedly. This idiot used to make love to me so softly when we dated. My thighs hurt as I wrapped my legs around his hips and struggled

started but took a pause after another brutal thrust. "I used to admire your cleverness in dealing with Mark." He grunted, "Now, it seems that's all it is, you are just a boring, silly and pathetic

silly, then so be it I answered breathlessly. "Besides," I purred and faked another moan, "Don't you know that a woman in

"Hm hm."

because I didn't love him. But you're different, Dylan. I

lied. Even the heavens should know that I didn't mean

else, his grip just tightened and he

buried my fingers in his thick hair, and

it was just a matter of time. I just needed to be patient, that was all. And this shouldn't be so hard, after we used to make love before - when I thought he was Lucas. I just had to suck

to blurt about his childhood to his hostage at the back of the