The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 258

"Who is it?"

As his grip tightened around her throat, Victoria felt as though she might suffocate. Her vision blurred at the edges, and for a moment, she thought she might pass out.

This time, McNeil was truly furious. Realizing she was struggling to breathe, he loosened his hold-just enough to let her gasp for air.

"You and Marcus. Did you sleep with him?"

Ever since he'd first brought up divorce, she'd wondered how many men he thought she'd taken to bed. He accused her of being kept by someone, seducing Curtis at Quantum Core Technologies and turning him into her puppet. And now, apparently, she'd set her sights on Marcus too.

"McNeil, let me go-"

Victoria tried to break free, but the harder she fought, the more it seemed to excite him.

in as she realized there was no way to overpower him.

a demon risen straight from hell, his eyes burning crimson in the dark, brimming with fury that threatened to tear the

roughly onto the backseat. Before she could catch her breath, he pinned her wrists above her head, trapping her beneath him. Victoria saw in his eyes exactly what he intended, and her struggles grew

Don't tell me you've forgotten what we

without the slightest hint of pity, tearing it open. Victoria

arms glimmered in the faint light, smooth and flawless as polished marble,

even know what you look like right

absolutely unhinged, and Victoria couldn't figure out why. Was this jealousy? Had seeing her with

made her laugh. How self-important could she be? He didn't care who she was with. Maybe he was just bitter-because she'd chosen one of his friends, perhaps, and not

want her. Whether it was Curtis or Marcus, she would never get involved with anyone from McNeil's circle. Not anymore.

look like a desperate

him. To her surprise, McNeil just laughed a low,

I'm an animal in bed? But you always liked it when

her jaw so hard she thought it