Sold To a Handsome Trillionaire by Wanda Lowe

Attractive Billioaire 166 Chapter 166 How Did My Child Come to Be?

David laid back down on top of her, propping himself up on his hands beside her ears.

His eyes were deep as he stared at her. "What secrets are you keeping from me, huh?" Caroline bit her lower lip, uncertain whether she should speak.

What should I say? How can I even say it?

In those few seconds of her hesitation, David's patience had completely worn thin.

He raised his hand and pressed a button; the screen between the front and back seats of the car slowly descended, thoroughly dividing the space into two isolated areas.

In the back seat, it became a completely private space.

David was now free to do as he pleased, to freely touch her as he wanted.

Caroline burst into tears. "What will it take for you to let me go, David?"

"You know what I want," his fingers dangerously traced her waist. "You tell me."

She could only cry, her sobs so intense she nearly passed out, her body shaking with each cry.

Yet her tears did not stir a shred of pity in David.

clamoring, driven by a

moment, all that remained in David was the basic instinct of a man to dominate a

you need

sobs, Caroline answered, "Only if I miscarry, you

you do it or

"This is my flesh and

"Then, what you will suffer next will only be worse, more painful, and more

desperate, even bringing up Harper to pressure him, using every means to protect her

he had plenty of ways to make her life unbearable, to push her to the brink until she willingly

whose methods are more effective, whose resolve is stronger! David was confident Caroline would lose, that she would succumb to

of a belt unbuckling was distinctly audible

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My Child Come

No turning back? Caroline looked at

act, his expression held

coldness, along with

looked down

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