Chapter 50

“Curtin, what the hell are you doing?”

Curtis hoisted her up and carried her into the bedroom, dumping her onto the bed. Leanne bounced a few times on the mattress, her whole body jolting from the force of the landing.

Standing by the bed, Curtis roughly yanked off his necktie and tossed it aside, then he unstrapped his watch and casually placed it on the dresser.

“What am I doing?” He smirked with a cold sneer, tugging at his lower lip. “How can I focus on arguing with you when I’ve got lust in my head that needs satisfied?”

“You’re sick!”

Leanne rolled over, trying to crawl away, but Curtis’ large hand clasped around her ankle. He was far too strong and she was dragged back effortlessly.

Her hands flailed, grabbing a pillow and hurling it straight at his head.

She threw it with all her might, and Curtis staggered from the impact, though his grip on her ankle didn’t loosen by an inch.

He let out a chuckle, “Wow, you really don’t hold back, do you?”

If that had been a rock, she might have cracked his skull open.

With an easy motion, Curtis snatched the pillow from her grasp and tossed it far away.

anger, “Let go

part of our marital duties? I got a raging desire, so it’s up

scent, a potent mix of masculinity, enveloping her as he pinned

he might go through with it. In a

nearly burst

She couldn’t even cuss someone out properly.

looking back at her, his anger

was speechless.

What a jerk!

said, ‘Get off

changed pressure, his thumb teasingly stroking the

finished

Where are

tone had shifted. Earlier, he was genuinely angry, but now he was just

managed to shove him aside, because Curtis didn’t resist

on one elbow by the headboard, watching Leanne’s silhouette as she scurried off the bed like a startled little hamster, rushing

bathroom.

hand reaching back to lock the door.

got off the bed, leisurely straightening the collar of his shirt that

the scuffle.

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