Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 315

Chapter 307

Pervert!

Beneath the loosened tie, Mila's pupils shrank to pinpricks. She barely had time to struggle before he shoved her into the locker, her back slamming hard against the metal with a deafening clang.

Her gasp of pain never made it out-his heat swallowed it whole.

His lips ground hungrily against hers, nothing like the aloof indifference they usually showed. He was searing, insistent, kissing her as if he meant to devour her.

Mila could only endure it, helpless.

He tugged her shirt up. His dry, calloused hand slid beneath the fabric, rough and searching, kneading at her skin until her breath came short and ragged, her resistance melting into something shamefully eager.

When she felt his hand moving lower, Mila snapped back to herself. Panic surged; she fought wildly, and the blindfold-a silk tie-slipped away from her eyes.

She froze.

Behind the young man pinning her, another figure stood-silent, expressionless, cold as ice. How long had he been there?

There was someone else in the room.

roaming her body, but he only pinned her harder, lips crushing over hers to smother her voice. With nowhere else to go,

the hell

steps, fox-like eyes dark and angry. A fresh bite mark— a faint trace of

past him at

someone else is here!" she managed after a

glanced over his shoulder at

the Montgomery family's loyal hound-his personal shadow, bodyguard, and, if needed, the one who would die for him without hesitation. Leonard belonged to him, and followed wherever he went. There

inevitable, and not

a dog, after

here?" Her shirt had nearly been torn

cool, dismissive. "He's a

Mila's eyes went wide.

unmoved, eyes blank, as if the words hadn't even

rich

have to be

an ordinary girl. She couldn't

...

straight for the exit of the men's locker room. If she stayed a

Lysander's eyes narrowed

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