Chapter 458

Spencer’s mouth twitched into a smirk. He hadn’t taken advantage of Brielle when she was undergoing surgery for appendicitis, mainly because she was unconscious then, like a lifeless body, and that just didn’t excite him.

But now, Brielle was awake, and she was also having problems with Max. It was a time when she was most vulnerable, physically and emotionally.

Spencer had fucked Sydney, but it still didn’t feel enough, like scratching an itch through a boot. When Sydney’s boyfriend mentioned running into a coworker in the department, Spencer instantly thought of Brielle. The idea of her hearing him in the throes of passion with another woman heightened his desires.

Then, he saw the news and got a phone call that further emboldened him.

Would Max still want her if Spencer could get something going with Brielle tonight and spread the photos everywhere? Would he want a woman who cheated on her fiancé?

His lips twisted into a smirk as he contemplated the feasibility of his plan.

Spencer yanked off his tie, and his gaze fell on Brielle, predatory and intense. Brielle felt the pain of her wound, and the weakness from days of being on a glucose drip left her with no strength.

Without hesitation, Spencer pounced. “Brielle, you’ve been with so many guys. What’s one more? Stop struggling. I’m going to make you feel good.”

Brielle hurled her phone at him. The phone struck Spencer’s forehead, raising a welt instantly. but this pain was nothing compared to the reaction elsewhere in his body.

Usually, Brielle could have easily taken Spencer down with her clever moves, but weakened as she was, she could only retreat and look for an opening.

for the second time, he pinned Brielle beneath

“So beautiful.”

as graceful

to bite down viciously. But before he could touch her, a sharp pain exploded

the blood on the

his head and found blood, and his lips thinned with determination as he continued his assault. He would rather

just as he was about to bite into her flesh,

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blow.

on top of her, drained

him, and he even contemplated using his last

years of warmth and beauty were now sharp

Her wound felt like it was tearing

his last bit of energy, rolling off

stared blankly at the ceiling, her shirt half unbuttoned,

image of brokenness pierced Spencer’s heart. Regret washed over him, and he tentatively reached out to

but seemingly senseless. Panic set in

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