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

the compulsion to remind

hold of him. His throat felt tight as he desperately tried to eject every lustful thought bubbling in his mind out

not doing this. You promised me

It was Brendan who pressed on. "Won’t what? Share a bed with

husband and wife until our divorce is finalized. I can share a

bleached her face white—she turned on her heels and started toward the door. "I-I’m sleeping on

wrist and dragged her back inside. She felt herself thrown into the

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

Have

constricted. "No,

but you were a wh*re doing her best to seduce me like a succubus. You were begging to be

did everything 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 now?

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

shaking from the effort even as she lowered her volume. "That was all in the past. That was