Regret Novel 114

She moved like a marionette, settling on his lap, stripping away his clothes with a shamelessness that wasn’t her own.

Her hands stopped at his belt, fingers resting on the cold metal after the last button gave way. The air conditioning in the room was arctic, the chill seeping through her skin, making her shiver uncontrollably.

He leaned back against the sofa, unmoving. “Why’d you stop?” he asked, voice low.

Charlotte drew a shaky breath.

So be it. Like being bitten by a stray dog, she told herself.

She reached for his belt buckle, but before she could undo it, his hand clamped around her wrist. She lost her balance and toppled forward–her protest muffled as he forced her lips open with a rough, demanding kiss.

“Mmm-”

The deeper he pressed, the more she recoiled inside, unable to cross that invisible line. She started to resist him, pulling away.

Evander pinned her wrists, holding her down, his grip tightening.

Desperate, Charlotte bit him, hard, until she tasted the faint tang of blood. He released her at once, his face darkening, expression shuttered in an instant.

She froze.

Crap…

“I…I’m not ready for this,” she stammered.

His hand gripped her chin, dragging her closer. “Is it really so hard to do what you used to?” he murmured.

Is it hard? How could it not be?

Back then, she’d been naïve–no, foolish. Too blind to see her own limits, overestimating her worth/

loved her, yet still thought she could

was nothing but the clown

the one who

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over her. Tears welled up and spilled freely, sliding down her cheeks like pearls snapped from

as if

face and blurted out, “Do you

the question were beneath him. “The title of Mrs. Howard

the question.

let out a knowing,

could be Mrs. Howard, but the

as you say, will you stop using Hiram to threaten

“What do you think?”

answer enough. Any

just have to swallow her disgust for a while longer, as repayment for everything the Sterling

for his

brushed her hands away, his voice

He’d made himself clear.

her dignity and stood. At the door, she paused, glancing back. “Please, Mr. Howard. Whatever

He didn’t reply.

she’d gone, a cold, murderous glint flashed in Evander’s eyes, sharper than

of his mouth. He looked far from pleased–clearly, things

insulted Miss Sterling in front of everyone. How should I handle

something like that?” Evander wiped the blood from his lips, leaning against

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