Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0211

I looked up to see Tavon's pale face. There was fear in his eyes as his hands dropped from my face and to his side in resignation.

With how glaring the fear in his eyes was, you'd think he had seen the grim reaper; the whip in her hands was the scythe and she had come for his soul.

With his genitals still hanging out of his unbuckled pants, he turned to the woman who was still on the doorway. With her firm stance, I could tell that there was a thundering expression on her face. "Jessica, I..." he stuttered as he tried to explain. He was still struggling to form his words when the woman he called Jessica interrupted him harshly.

"Shut up!" With long quick strides, Jessica closed the space between them and before I knew what was happening, she raised the hand that held the whip and it came descending on Tavon's shoulder. I gasped

Al and

What the hell!

falling

the scene in horror as Jessica repeatedly struck Tavon with the whip, the sound of it making contact with

the one that actually deserved a 'What the hell' outburst because what the actual friggin hell! Tavon was actually getting off from being

him. The sickening sight was burned into my mind - his wrinkled member growing more engorged with each cruel lash, a twisted look of pleasure spreading across his aged face. How could he derive such revolting gratification from this sadistic act? The

tremble, letting out breathy moans as he climaxed, some of his release dripping on the floor. A strangled sound of revulsion escaped my lips as I witnessed his shameful display. This

my gosh, what did I

contorting in pain to relief. His eyelids would droop close as he moaned unabashed, his expression

also watched as Tavon came all over the place, her facial expression hidden behind the mask she had on. I stared at her, wondering what sort of person she must be to willingly take part in these degenerate acts. Did this scene of utter debasement and perversion arouse her as well? The

act turn her on too? I wondered when I noticed her watching him so

let out a loud content sigh then with a smile on his face, he

even more fiercely than before. It seemed she took his pleasure as a cue to escalate the brutality,

revel in it. His depravity knew no bounds - he wallowed in his own decrepitude and