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.

on her, and though Elissa sobbed and thrashed, he

options did she

was her husband, yes, but this was degradation, pure and simple. With a surge of desperation, Elissa wrenched one arm free,

It was.

grip and swung it at Robin with every ounce

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Robin yelped, clutching his forehead

of her mark. The clock grazed Robin’s brow, splitting the skin and drawing

his fury boiling over as

whore, you dare strike me? Didn’t I teach you enough of a lesson last time? Blindness isn’t enough for you?

plummeted toward her, Robin grabbed at her pants, tearing

“No, stop…”

body was a map of bruises, her clothes hanging in

out of nowhere, the