Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur)

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A hint of scarlet colored Arthur’s eyes, and the alcohol pounding in his head only made the world around him feel hazier.

Without warning, he exerted force, pushing Charlotte back onto the bed.

“You!”

Charlotte let out a scream, but in the next instant, her

scream was cut short as his lips crashed onto hers, fierce and unrelenting.

The kiss was with a brutal intensity, possessive and all–consuming, as if he aimed to devour her very essence.

It wasn’t the kind of kiss that set her heart fluttering with excitement. Instead, it was the kind that made her want to bolt.

Charlotte struggled beneath him, but it was no use.

Her strength was nothing compared to his.

With one hand, he pinned her wrists above her head. His kiss traveled from the corner of her lips down to her neck.

Her legs, against her will, wrapped around his waist. The hard buckle of his belt pressed against her soft belly, and despite her panic, she could feel the undeniable change in him, the proof of his desire.

A sharp, stinging pain erupted on her collarbone. He was biting

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Her breath came in short, erratic gasps. She fought with everything she had, but her limbs were growing weak from exhaustion.

blurred, her body beginning to

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she whimpered, her

glistening with unshed tears, met his. For a split second. something in his expression softened just enough

He leaned in again, his lips leaving a trail of possessive marks on her fair skin, branding her

curling around a small bottle. She waited

she whipped out the bottle and sprayed its contents directly into his unsuspecting face!

mist filled the air. She quickly covered her own mouth

his sentence. His eyes glazed over, losing focus as he collapsed on top

let out a shaky breath,

waves.

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it on would

affected her too. Her head spun, her consciousness

she shoved Arthur off of her

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that moment, nothing else mattered. Her mind was singularly focused, she had to

night air hit her face as she stumbled out of the hotel, helping

call a taxi.

just as she was about to dial, a car pulled up in front of her.

“You’re here?”

her friend.

caught her arm as he peered into her eyes, which flickered with a mix of bewilderment and

grandma. Send me to the hospital. I’ll be okay once I

“Alright,” Pete replied.

guided her into the passenger seat and spun the car around. The engine hummed as