Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 243 Hold Me Tight

Dahlia's words had been a stark reminder...

Ever since she had gotten to know him, she had learned the hard lesson that crossing him offered only two outcomes: a dead end or a fate worse than death. If all those powerful tycoons couldn't stand against him, what chance did she, someone utterly powerless, have?

For the sake of her child's safety, to not drag Mason into this mess, she had to play along...

Deep down, she knew about his intense possessiveness and desire to control her. Whether it was love or not, any attempt to break free would unleash his fury... So maybe total compliance could buy her some temporary peace.

"Really?" Micah released the cloth ties from her wrists and ankles, then took her chin in his hand. "Prove it to me now!"

"Huh?" Sadie froze, "How should I prove it?"

"Just like this..."

In a sudden move, Micah ripped off her nightgown, pinning her to the bed.

Panic-stricken, Sadie's instinct was to struggle, but remembering her current predicament, she reluctantly began to comply...

Her arms awkwardly wrapped around his neck, clumsily responding to him...

Micah's kisses were retaliatory, punishing. Like a predator devouring its prey, he bit her gently, causing her waves of pain.

hurts..." Sadie winced in agony, yet had no

pinching her cheek as he murmured coldly in her

words felt like a

felt a

was steep with the scent of passion and burning desire, as fierce as the anger in his heart... Sadie felt overwhelmed by an inferno she could neither escape

exhibited more intensity and

nearly broke down several times, crying and pleading for him to be gentle, only to provoke a more forceful assault from him.

her right by

her nails clawing into his back, leaving

blood gave her a perverse

...

that his torment might

nearly passed out, tormented by nightmares and drenched

she was consumed by

her eyes still showed

gone. She looked around

outside, and the clock on the wall indicated it was half-past three in the afternoon... She had

Dahlia stepped in, flanked by four

with her bath and getting dressed. Dahlia checked her for injuries, tending

dinner

abruptly as a reminder of her children struck "Your phone is broken," Dahlia informed her, handing over