Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 17 If You Can't Moan, I'll Teach You!

"I can't," said Galatea internally, her panic rising.

"You can't?" Alaric looked at her with disdain. "No boyfriend? You're not very good at your little tricks."

What a vicious man, so quick with his words!

"You bastard!" Galatea was seething with rage.

"Last time you came to my place, wasn't it to ask for a favor? This is how you ask for help. Moan, and the louder, the better!" Alaric thrust towards her again, causing pain. Her breasts were in the grasp of his hands. "Yes, that's it. Moan like that."

"It hurts, you jerk!" Galatea was convinced she had encountered a psycho, and her cries echoed out where Orion could hear them.

There was a woman inside his room? How could this be? Was Alaric breaking things off not because of Caspian but because there was another woman?

The pain felt like her nipples were about to be crushed. How could this man be so rough? "It hurts. Let go!" Galatea struggled desperately.

"It seems you truly don't know how." Alaric frowned at her poor attempts, his lips curling into a sly, cold smile that carried a hint of defiance. "Didn't you have a child? You don't know even this bit?"

difference, if he looked down, he could see things he shouldn't. She quickly positioned her clothes, covering what

seductive smile, she asked, "Indeed, I don't know. Perhaps

gentleness, basking in her beauty while contemplating the sultry cleverness

faltered. She replied with an ease that seemed habitual, "You've got it wrong again. I just wanted you to show me... teach me how

grabbed Alaric's arm and bit down hard on his

deep, drawing a tense furrow in

did she release him, looking up provocatively, "Why didn't you scream just now? I was hoping to get

palpable, his forearm now bore distinct marks of her teeth, and

bloodthirst that sent shivers down her spine. Galatea

outside the door, Orion was crying, her voice hoarse, but no matter how much she knocked,

all, Cormac?" she retorted, "Alaric's got another woman in the room, and you're criticizing me instead of helping?" "You need to sit down and talk this through, not make a scene here," Cormac insisted, dragging Orion away. "Let's

he's got a mistress in there! Aren't you going to do anything

Cormac, what are you guys doing here?" Harry arrived, having

him, "I should be asking you that. Why aren't

accusingly at Orion, "She's like a wicked stepmother to me. She's been mistreating me, and I had to drag Dad to stay at a hotel just to get away from her." "You insolent kid, is that woman inside the one you invited?" Orion fumed, stepping forward

arms. Harry clung to Cormac, feigning fear, "Cormac save me, she's going to hit

Don't be so harsh.

old man get some rest tonight, or else I'll just come home with you. You can just text him." Before Cormac could reply,

for a moment. Was

was always aloof and