Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 319: Body in Heaven but Heart in Hell

Her eyes watered as he got on top of her. She said hoarsely, "I hate ... you."

He stifled her unfinished sentence with a fierce kiss.

She suddenly felt a sharp pang of pain. He got into her without any notice.

She was unable to utter anything but to look at him in hatred and fear.

When the man met her eyes, his heart sank. He covered those eyes with his hand. He didn't want her to look at him like that!

Anguish filled the man's eyes. Now he could stop suppressing his feelings. Anyway..., her eyes were covered, and she couldn't see him.

She was his!

He was the one hurting her, and he was also the one feeling hurt.... So much had happened that he wondered if they had a future. Grace, you were so cruel!

The room smelled of sex, yet the two in bed were despaired.

This was what he wanted the most in the last three years, but he felt heartbroken and suffocated.

He felt good physically, but he was tortured inside.

He listened carefully to her groans as she endured his intrusion. He paid attention to every sound she made. Every time she moaned, his pain grew.

I was sorry, Grace. I didn't mean to hurt you. Don't run away from me. Don't. Stay with me. I would be nice to you. I would give you everything. Don't... run away anymore.

He knew that he was shameless. He knew he had shown her the worst of him.

He was happy physically, but miserable mentally.

He felt like he was between heaven and hell and finally went crazy.

When it was over, the man got up and the woman on the bed was numb. She stared blankly at the man's muscular chest and watched him get dressed elegantly. He acted like as if ... as if what had happened was just some absurd, boring drama.

He acted like he was a whoremaster who had just got laid.

She raised her finger and found that she was weak.

"You're really a jerk." She moved her eyes mechanically and stared at the man beside the bed blankly.

The man buttoned the collar with his slim fingers. He paused for a moment and turned around slowly. He lowered his head and looked down at the woman on the bed.

"Didn't you know I was a jerk a long time ago?"

He buttoned the last button slowly. He bent down and placed his palm on the bed beside her face. His handsome face was close to hers. He curled up his thin lips and said in a hoarse, magnetic voice, "So don't run away. Don't try to resist.

I was a jerk. Don't try to provoke a jerk.

Now he was like Satan from hell. He was dangerous and cold. But he was almost suffocating in torment.

Keep her.... He couldn't think of any other way. He was willing to be the man she hated if he could keep her. He was willing to live in hell if he could keep her.

But allowing her to donate bone marrow at the risk of her own life? Allowing her to take the immeasurable risk that could result in her death?

He suddenly stood up and straightened his back. His large hands resting by his legs clenched into tight fists.... HE COULDN'T DO THAT!

The woman on the bed was silent. Suddenly, she curled up her lips into an odd smile. The man's heart skipped a beat.

"I'm nothing but a toy, right?" She muttered hoarsely. She seemed to be asking him, but she was more like talking to herself.

Suddenly!

The man's face turned pale as he said coldly, "Yes, toy," he sneered, "So be good, understand?"

With such arrogant words, the man turned away eagerly, as if he couldn't wait to flee from the room.

The door was shut with a loud sound. The bedroom returned to the depressing silence.

The man strode out, followed by Ladd.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became.

Toy?

then he must be crazy. All he ever wanted was only this

broke, he would throw them away. If he was tired of them, he would put

a toy, why couldn't he let go of

their relationship must be like that of a toy and its

toy as long

the car. He was no longer daunting. He reached out and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

go back to the company,

have thought of something, "Is anyone

worry. Saul was already in place. With Saul standing guard outside her door, Mrs. James should be fine," Ladd reported briefly.

the man said evenly, "Don't let her go to the hospital." How could she take such

his teeth

if she wants to go shopping or work. She could go anywhere she

I asked you to

"Deacon has already contacted

the other party was stalling and refusing

'invite' them over to

do you want to

back seat waved his hand tiredly. "Do

further questions, Ladd put on his blue-tooth headphones. He called Deacon

call, he drove

large manor after he

gatekeeper smoothly. After driving for a while, it stopped in front of the main building of the manor.

wet, warm, clean towel

hands. The warm, lemonade-scented towel smoothed

Not long after...

commercial vehicle parked

pair of young mother and son

back. You don't have the right to do this!"

not an invitation. They were forced to come

of "invitation"

waiting for too long. And none of us can bear the consequences." Deacon learned that from Ladd.

entrance of the

door was shut, and the young mother and son hesitated. Obviously, they didn't

leave." The

was not up to them. The door was pushed open from

Mr. Shaw has been waiting for a long time. Madam, sir, would you prefer coffee

"No need."

aside. At his hint,

butler bowed, walked out, turned around, and thoughtfully closed the door for

"Don't...."

The butler interrupted her,

Dyer, please sit

that nothing

the tall man leaning against the

no choice but to force herself to

He went straight to the topic. The man pushed the coffee-colored file bag

smashed the document on the table loudly. "No way! Ollie has already done the match with his older brother, and Grace knows it!" She emphasized Grace's

remained unmoved. "A fake certificate. It was done by Jafar,

"Nonsense!

Shaw! This is

snorted and handed over another

it over impatiently and her face turned pale. "How is this possible?" It was a confession. There were only a few sentences on the paper

in

of breath, her

impossible. Jafar is not the only one who can get things done by

had

Jafar or me, which

Of course, it

is

not

Shaw, please understand us as parents. Even if

trying to persuade

and leave. Otherwise...." The man cast an icy glance at her as if he was looking

was sure that the man was telling the truth. He did dare to do such a

a look at the conditions I offer for you and your