Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 82

Serena wanted to refuse.

But the car was parked right outside the wall.

If Aaron walked out of that door and saw the car, he would immediately

understand that she was planning to escape.

Absolutely not! There was no way she could let Aaron find out.

She had no choice but to let Aaron lead her into the front hall.

When Aaron wasn't looking, she shot a stealthy glare back at William.

William sat in his wheelchair, a faint smile playing on his lips.

It wasn't until Serena's figure completely disappeared from his sight that the smile slowly faded into a look of melancholy.

Serena was practically shoved into the Rolls-Royce.

Inside, there was a lingering scent of a woman's perfume.

There was no doubt it belonged to Cynthia Lynwood.

The thought that Cynthia had just left in this very car made Serena feel nauseated.

She pressed herself against the door, trying to make herself as small as possible.

Aaron got in and immediately noticed Serena's disgusted expression, as if there was something filthy in his car.

shoes she was wearing, finding them even more of an

a loud bang, he slammed

having time to react before her

"What are you doing?"

was a

next moment, her sneakers were removed, revealing her smooth, delicate

was up to, he suddenly leaned in, his

stared into the face so close

and understood all too well what the intensity in Aaron's deep eyes meant, but she wasn't worried in

After all...

always

Yet-

leaned in, capturing her lips with a fierce

wasn't satisfied with just a fleeting taste and swiftly moved in for a more

both swift and

Serena was defenseless.

a storm, she could only endure the

and struggles were

let go! Let go

seemed to only fuel Aaron's fervor, a crimson hue

in his eyes.

her hands, pinning them behind

other,

ripping sound filled

dress was

the cold air, her skin prickled