Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 273

Timothy suddenly stood up, grabbed Jessica around the waist, and hauled her over his shoulder. Ignoring her struggles, he strode straight into the bedroom.

He tossed her onto the bed with little care.

Without hesitation, Timothy loosened his tie, climbed over her, and used the tie to bind her wrists together.

Jessica kicked out wildly, but he pinned her legs down with his own, holding her in place until the knot was secure.

Timothy was seething, his movements harsh. The tie, stiff and unyielding, bit painfully into Jessica's wrists.

He leaned down, gripping her chin with cold fingers. "You think making a fool of me is fun, is that it?"

Yet he was the one trampling her dignity, her feelings...

With her hands tied, Jessica had no way to fight back.

Timothy grabbed the collar of her blouse and yanked hard.

The buttons popped off, exposing her bare skin and the pale bra beneath.

A wave of shame crashed over her.

She tried to kick him again, but Timothy pressed her legs down firmly, refusing to budge.

He'd held back for so long, the tension almost unbearable.

time, he would stop halfway-he didn't want to hold

rough and impatient. Jessica's eyes went wide with fear and humiliation, tears springing to the

made

burned low in his stomach, heat radiating

for the days when

movements shifted-what had been brutal became

ages to help her relax; if he rushed, he worried he'd

her lips softly, trying to ease

was still caught in his grip; she wanted to bite him, to fight, but she

Thud, thud, thud-

sounded from

her lips and

pipe in the guest bathroom

Timothy immediately got up.

was right above

basement held his prized

an instant, his desire vanished. He

comforter and wrapped it around her disheveled

look,

before

him as they

spreading across the floor, his voice was icy. "Didn't

yes, I'll do it