Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 355

At first, Selena could match his stubbornness, firing back at him word for word. But eventually, the relentless pressure took its toll. Her breathing quickened, her heart raced, and waves of heat and odd sensations coursed through her, nearly overwhelming her. In the end, she was left with no choice but to murmur a plea for mercy, dazed and desperate.

He leaned in close, insisting once more, "Selena, tell me you're willing!"

Weakly nestled in the crook of his shoulder, Selena hesitated for just a second. But hesitation brought more punishment, tingling her scalp and almost forcing a scream from her throat. Finally, her voice, broken and fragile, emerged from her lips, "Willing... willing..." The next morning, Everett was gone, likely off to work.

Selena's entire body throbbed with soreness, particularly her waist and legs, leaving her feeling utterly drained. Her body bore telltale marks of their night, even in the most private areas-a shocking sight to behold.

Clenching her teeth, she sat up and noticed the glaring bruises on her knees, fueling her anger. That man was an absolute beast!

But she couldn't dwell on that now. Ignoring the discomfort, she reached over to open the nightstand drawer, only to find it empty.

The drawer that typically housed condoms and pills was completely cleared out.

Throwing on a coat, she stumbled over to her wardrobe, searching frantically. Sometimes she stockpiled supplies in there, but now it was spotless and empty.

she

he just knew how much kids meant to her, and having one would

down her spine at the

let go of Margot, he clearly wasn't about to let Selena go either. He wanted his cake and to eat it too-one at

as she changed into clothes

pills at home, she had to get them

she marched straight to

had warned, the moment she stepped outside, two bodyguards

on your own," Bill

for negotiation, snapped back, "And if I insist? Are you going to break my arms or my

limbs, she was

more terrifying than the thought

looked awkward, "You jest, ma'am. We

realized that the lady of the house was the master's treasure; they wouldn't dare harm a hair on her head. "Then

seized the moment to stride forward, her stance