Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 563 You Started It, Deirdre!

The door opened, and Brendan stepped inside.

His feet shuffled to an abrupt stop, prompting Deirdre to ask, "What?"

He turned away. "Nothing."

The couple-friendly hotel certainly had a... design. The lighting was suggestively soft. There was a distinct scent in the air. The ambiance was obvious to any normal adult. As a courtesy of the hotel, clothes of a particular kind were provided on the bed.

Brendan could not imagine how Deirdre would look if she put these on...

Deirdre stepped inside after him. A thought leaped into her mind. "How many beds are there?"

It was bad enough to be stuck in a room with him. Did she have to suffer the pain of being in the same bed just as well!?

things could get worse, they would often do. Brendan's

to remind him, 'You made a promise. You should

feeling the first wave of desire taking hold of him. His throat felt tight as he desperately tried to eject every lustful thought bubbling in his mind out of his skull. Deirdre's reminder sounded like a divine reminder. As he fought

face paled. "No. No, you’re not doing this. You

faltered. She seemed to be unable to say it aloud. It was Brendan who pressed on. "Won’t what? Share a

she could say a word edgewise. "We're legally husband and wife until our divorce is finalized. I can share a bed with you, which wouldn't be a crime. I can f*ck you and still be seen as doing

bleached her face white—she turned on her heels and

the man suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist and dragged her back inside. She felt

the chance to breathe when Brendan suddenly pressed himself against her.

Have you already forgotten how you

pupils constricted. "No,

to you, but you were a wh*re doing her best to seduce me like a succubus. You were begging to be f*cked!" Brendan

wile a seductress could have, all because you wanted to bear me a child. But now? Having sex with me is suddenly a grave sin now? Because of that other *sshole, isn’t it? He’s the only one who can pry your legs

shame. Every single mention felt like a slap across her cheek. Her face was burning, and her lips were

you a child?" she retorted, her voice shaking from the effort even as she lowered her volume. "That was all in the past. That was three years ago! I've been punished for it