Chapter 660
How sensible was Stella?
Even though she had just seen him and Guinevere going on a date, she could still grit her teeth and tolerate his torture.
Weston suddenly realized that he didn’t want her to be so sensible anymore.
He wanted more.
He didn’t just want Stella to stay by his side because of their one-year agreement. He wanted to remove her mask and come into contact with the real her.
Stella shut her eyes and buried her face into the cushions, implicitly allowing him to do all he wanted with her.
He leaned on her back and looked down at her.
This had always been his favorite posture. Though he might have become more respectful of her in terms of sex, where he didn’t just care about releasing himself, his natural dominant side as a man had, in fact, never changed. He loved inning her neck down in dominance, seeing her lose her senses in his arms.

She would be overwhelmed by the sensation he gave her,
leaving her no room to entertain any other thoughts. He had always been this domineering. The tenderness he’d shown during this period had all been a show.
Stella should have been aware of this. How could a man like Weston truly love a woman?
He only knew how to possess one.
With her shirt lifted to her neck, she exposed her most vulnerable parts to him. His big palm moved downwards from her waist, leaving her most vulnerable and sensitive parts completely under his control.
Stella shut her eyes as her body trembled.
However, what she expected never came. His hand gently pinched her sensitive areas, and it moved further down as tender kisses scattered on her lower back, accompanied by the touch of his slightly calloused fingers.
She suddenly felt a sore on her back as his low voice came from behind her. “Does it hurt?”
Stella opened her eyes and turned to look at him, slightly shocked.
“…yes, it hurts,” she answered a moment later.
Weston leaned over and kissed the bruise on her lower back. “I’ll apply some ointment later. You have a bruise here, probably from the accident just now.”
Stella pursed her lips and remained silent.
Weston lowered his head to look at the horrid bruise on her fair skin, his eyes darkening. “I know you’re angry. She won’t find trouble with you from now on.”
Stella turned her face away from him. “You’ve said the same thing many times.”
After a long while.
There was no longer any movement from behind her.
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