Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 178

skin glowed, flawless and dewy, as she hugged herself, legs crossed, trembling like a leaf.

She looked pitiful from above, her curves on full display in her disheveled state – messy yet somehow alluring.

Emotions churned in the depths of Remington’s dark eyes, but Lizetta suddenly lost all her nerve. She bent down uncontrollably to pick up her pants when the man abruptly closed in, his large hand clasping her delicate shoulder.

“Ah!”

Lizetta jumped, her head snapping up to look at Remington, her vision obscured by a swish of long hair.

She was yanked around by Remington, pushed down to kneel on the couch, her shoulder blades under his grip as he invaded her space from behind.

They’d never tried this position before. Lizetta couldn’t see Remington, but she could feel his suppressed rage and ferocity.

Her defenses completely shattered, she tried to flee on her knees, only to be pulled back by his large palm gripping her slender waist.

froze all over, the man leaning over her, his breath cascading down her trembling spine, trailing up her fragile back.

I

sensation was more nerve–wracking than if they had, climbing up to her ear

for a breakup shag, and now you’re playing coy?

voice broke as she shook her

servants were actually around. If they heard a commotion in the

waist starting to wander and tease, watching her tremble under his touch. Suddenly, he asked,

Sweat beaded on her forehead as she replied

it wasn’t necessary. If only she had known,

but before she could finish, the man’s hand had moved to the front, squeezing

came Remington’s even colder voice, “Heh, did you strip down and beg him like this

as if plunged into an icy cave. She blankly stared at the couch below her, one she had personally chosen, its bright and warm orange hues, its cushions

had fantasized about snuggling with Remington on that couch, watching soap

shameful scenarios, embraces and

and more unbearable it felt now. Suddenly, Lizette