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!?

get worse, they would often do. Brendan's answer was

gripped the garment around her chest as it tightened. She felt the compulsion to remind him, 'You made a promise. You

bubbling in his mind out of his skull. Deirdre's reminder sounded like a divine

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

She seemed to be unable to say it aloud. It was Brendan who

wife until our divorce is finalized. I can share a bed with you, which wouldn't be a crime. I can f*ck you

Deirdre could feel the heat emanating from him. Terror bleached her face white—she turned on her heels and started toward the door. "I-I’m sleeping

out the door when the man suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist and dragged her back inside. She felt herself thrown into the air,

crashed onto the softness of the bed. She hardly had the chance to breathe when Brendan suddenly pressed himself against her. His weight somehow doubled

chastity is a little too late, don't you think? Have you already forgotten how you acted when

pupils constricted.

want to do anything with or to you, but you were a wh*re doing her best to seduce

at your disposal, used every 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

fury. He was serving all of her past shame. Every single mention felt like a slap across her cheek. Her face was burning, and

as she lowered her volume. "That was all in the past. That was three years ago! I've been punished for it for so many years! Isn't it enough?