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?

must be

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

a toy, why couldn't he let go of

be like that

be your toy as long as you didn't leave me again...,

the man got into the car. He was no longer daunting. He reached out and rubbed the space between his eyebrows. There was only bitterness and exhaustion on his

back to the

have thought of something, "Is anyone

her door, Mrs. James should be fine," Ladd reported briefly.

to the hospital." How could

his

or work. She could go anywhere she wants

I asked you

to. "Deacon has already

the other party was

to 'invite' them over to the

surprised, "Boss, do you want

man in the back seat

put on his blue-tooth headphones. He called Deacon and

he drove straight to

had moved to the large manor after

After driving for a while, it stopped in front of the main building of the manor. "Welcome home,

over a wet, warm, clean towel

hands. The warm, lemonade-scented towel smoothed

Not long after...

parked

a pair of young mother and son

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

not an invitation. They were forced to

of "invitation" was

if you keep him waiting for too long. And none of us can bear the consequences." Deacon learned that from Ladd. Unblinking and expressionless, he forced them

of the

shut, and the young mother and son hesitated. Obviously,

The boy

pushed open from the inside.

Shaw has been waiting for a long time. Madam, sir,

"No need."

and moved aside. At his hint, the mother and the son went into the

out, turned around, and thoughtfully closed the door

"Don't...."

The butler interrupted her,

Dyer, please

hunch that nothing good was going to

saw the tall man

but to force herself to pull her son forward and

talks. He went straight to

loudly. "No way! Ollie has

certificate. It was

"Nonsense!

This is slander!

and handed over

sentences on the paper about the

in this

short of breath,

Jafar is not the only one

was shocked. He had made it

offending Jafar or me, which one is

Of course, it would be

child is

they not donate bone

match is successful, Ollie is still a kid. Mr. Shaw, please understand us as

trying

man cast an icy glance at her

skipped a beat. She stared at the man with a racing heart. She was sure

at the conditions I offer for you