Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 827:

He marched Elissa up to the second floor, kicked the master bedroom door wide open, and flung her onto the bed with a heavy thud. A sinister smirk curled his lips as he loomed over her. “Do you know why I’ve kept my distance from you all these years?”

Though she couldn’t see anything, Elissa glared at him, certain she had unraveled the truth long ago.

At first, she had chalked it up to some mental hurdle he couldn’t clear. Later, it dawned on her—he found her utterly revolting.

“Elissa, I might be tarnished, but you’re no angel yourself!” Robin tore his shirt open, reaching for her with greedy hands. “How has it felt to be left hanging all this time? Do you ache for me?”

Before Elissa could piece together his twisted meaning, Robin shredded her clothes, exposing her shoulder with the harsh rip of fabric. His hand clamped down on her bare skin.

“You want to bolt? If I touch you, will you stop running? Well, I’ll make your wish come true!”

“No!” Elissa’s eyes widened in horror, reflecting the madness in Robin’s gaze.

kiss crashed down on her, and though Elissa sobbed and thrashed, he

options did

pure and simple. With a surge of desperation, Elissa wrenched one arm free, groping for the clock on the bedside table, praying it was still within

It was.

it at Robin with every

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clutching his forehead in

wide of her mark. The clock grazed Robin’s brow, splitting the skin and drawing a trickle of blood, though

his fury boiling over

teach you enough of a lesson last time? Blindness

Robin grabbed at her pants, tearing at them with savage

“No, stop…”

clothes hanging

out of nowhere, the doorbell