The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

My Dad Please Come 208

Wendy froze, her body stiffening as she struggled against him.

"Stanley, don't!" she pleaded, her voice trembling.

Stanley held her tightly and pulled her back onto the couch Without hesitation, he leaned down, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. Wendy fought him, her hands pushing at his chest, but her resistance only seemed to fuel his intensity.

In the heat of the moment, Stanley accidentally knocked over a vase, sending it crashing to the floor. Newspapers and magazines scattered everywhere, adding to the chaos.

Eventually, Wendy stopped struggling. Her forehead bumped against the edge of the couch, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Stanley suddenly stilled, his dark eyes widening in shock as he stared down at her. "You're...still...a virgin?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief.

He had assumed she wasn't. The thought that she might have been untouched had never crossed his mind.

Wendy sat up abruptly, her emotions boiling over. In a flash of anger, she sank her teeth into his shoulder, biting down hard enough to draw blood. Stanley's jaw clenched, his muscles tensing as he let out a low, pained groan. She was practically tearing a piece of him away.

With a firm grip, Stanley pinched her jaw, forcing her to release him. He used his left hand, and Wendy couldn't help but notice the long scar running across his palm-a permanent reminder of the time he had saved her.

that couldn't erase the pain he

him, her eyes glistening with a mix of anger and hurt. Stanley felt something inside him crack, as if a part of his

he rasped, his voice heavy with regret. "I was

been wrong-so terribly

had never been with anyone before. He was her first. And yet, he had treated her so

face away, refusing to accept his apology, Stanley grabbed her small hand and hurled it against his face, forcing her

his voice rough. "If once isn't enough, do it again. And again. I'm

make her strike him once more,

smile on Stanley's face. He leaned down to brush a gentle kiss against her

voice soft and husky, "do you still love

and loaded. And what about him?

and hesitated, her voice barely above a whisper.

"What?" he asked, his breath warm

Instead, she shrank back, too afraid to ask the question burning in her heart. Stanley

Chapter 208

yourself to me, babe," he whispered, his voice deep and