Tom’s vulgarity thoroughly annoyed Xyla. With a slight frown, she took a step forward and stared at his face coldly.

“Tom Sullivan, watch what you say,” she said.

Xyla knew that Tom probably came to her in a huff because he wanted to get back at her for what she did to Mary.

“What’s the matter? Didn’t you once beg me to f*ck you?” Tom asked sarcastically with a sly smile on his face.

His words were like a needle to her heart. Xyla felt as if a hole had been pricked through somewhere in her body. Memories began to flood through her mind. Like a compressed balloon, all it took was a hole for these memories to blast through.

Back when Xyla was ugly and fat, she once asked to be f*cked in order to keep him around. However, Tom had righteously told her that he wished to wait until the night of their wedding. Moreover, he claimed that he would never engage in sex before marriage.

Sullivan was not like other men. She thought of him as a true gentleman. Hence, she fell even deeper in love with him. In order to keep him to herself,

rolling around in bed with Emily did she realize that it was all

one reason, because she was not good-looking or sexy enough. Who

The night she offered to have sex with him, Tom must have

“Shameless! ” Xyla yelled.

is that shameless?” asked Tom, pinching Xyla’s chin with a frivolous look on

off me. If you are only here to

wafted through the air and

dark and she leaned against the steering wheel. She could not feel anything anymore. Tom snorted coldly before quickly putting away the can of transparent

the phone, he ordered, “Drive the

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