Forbidden Passion

Chapter 495 Feeling Guilty After Bullying Too Much

Theodore watched Phoebe grab the dress, her eyes lighting up with a plan that was way too obvious.

Phoebe wanted out. She'd have to see if he'd let her!

Phoebe held the dress, the fabric smooth and cool against her skin, giving her goosebumps. Even with her back to Theodore, she could feel his intense gaze all over her. Phoebe said, "This cage is too tight, I can't even stretch my arms."

Leaning against the cage door, Theodore smirked, "Should I step out then?"

"No," Phoebe quickly shot back, worried that if he left, she'd never get him back in. She squeezed towards the cage door while slipping on the dress. "Are you not mad anymore?" Theodore snorted, his eyes on Phoebe's pale back, his desire barely in check.

If it weren't for his insane self-control, he might've already pinned her down in the cage for some action.

Phoebe's eyes darted around, not realizing she was testing Theodore's limits. She squeezed to the cage door and said, "Can you help me zip it up?"

Theodore grabbed her arm, pulling her into his embrace. He whispered, "Why zip it up? It'll just be a hassle to unzip it later."

Phoebe was speechless. She finally sensed the danger and started to struggle. "Theodore, you promised me that if I put on the dress, you'd let me out. You're breaking your word." Theodore rolled onto the ground with Phoebe in his arms, biting her earlobe and whispering coldly, "I never promised. Didn't you say I only know how to tear clothes? I'll show you." Phoebe never thought she'd end up suffering. She leaned weakly against the cage, too exhausted to even curse.

She had foolishly thought she could outsmart Theodore. After four years, she was always the one getting played.

Phoebe lowered her eyelids. The pink dress was torn to shreds at her feet, diamonds scattered everywhere.

Her wrists and ankles were tied to the cage with cloth strips.

wanted to lock her up

the bathroom. After a while, the water stopped, and the hum of a hairdryer could

bathroom door opened. Theodore walked out in a dark robe, his sharp eyes fixed on Phoebe,

cover of clothes, Phoebe's body was stunningly beautiful. His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. "As punishment, you'll stay in the cage for a few

at him. "Let

find Edward?" Theodore's voice was cool. "Don't worry, I'm not that stupid. Phoebe, I told you before, if you dare to see him behind my back, be

faith in her words. He threw a blanket over Phoebe and locked the cage, then lay on the bed playing

anger. "I really didn't go to see him, Theodore. I need

waiting," snapped Theodore, his tone icy, without even glancing her way. Once his rationality returned, Theodore knew Phoebe couldn't have anything with Edward. But his possessiveness was strong. The thought of her not going to the party but seeing Edward made him

keep up the tough act to make sure Phoebe wouldn't

teeth and tried to hold on! But she couldn't ignore her body's

the noise

really need to use the bathroom. If

his phone and glanced

to deserve this? The more she thought

when he was tormenting Phoebe, she had been defiant, biting him and leaving marks

threw his phone on the nightstand, got out of bed, and

biting me? Why are you crying now?" Theodore poked her tear-streaked face. Phoebe sobbed, "I really

nose, Theodore no longer doubted her. He quickly untied the cloth strips and carried her to

he might have gone too far. Leaning against the door, his

while Theodore didn't come in to catch her,

the toilet lid, contemplating whether to jump out the bathroom window. But with the heavy snow outside, she might freeze to death even if she didn't fall

earlier loss of control had been terrifying. Phoebe had