Chapter 168: More Fun
The sudden pain made Caroline cry out uncontrollably. Yet, at the same time, that familiar sensation seemed to drag her back to the wild indulgence of the night before. She found herself torn between enjoying it and hating it and instinctively reached out to shove Zachary’s hand away.
“I’ve seen through your type,” he sneered. “All high and proper on the outside, but a total slut behind closed doors. You’re no different, just another cheap fucking bitch. Look at you, practically begging for it. So tight, squeezing my fingers like that. And pushing against my hand? Don’t even try to deny you’re enjoying this. Come on, admit it!”
Zachary laughed as he kept thrusting Caroline’s wet and warm pussy with his fingers. “No! Stop it! Oh god…” Caroline was wide awake now. Unlike last night, shame washed over her, and her cries were a mix of panic and despair. She knew things would never be the same between her and Frederick.
But what she hated even more was the fact that she was really enjoying the pleasure of being played with, just as Zachary had said. She tried to fight back, to resist, but it was no use. After last night, after being screwed around like a rag doll for hours, she had absolutely no strength left. Besides, men were just physically stronger anyway. And after a whole night, Caroline was utterly spent.
She finally gave in, lying there with a mix of resentment and exhaustion. Despite her best efforts, she couldn’t stop the water from leaking out, the wetness clinging uncomfortably between her thighs. Her inner turmoil mirrored the physical struggle. She’d fought him, resisted with all her might, but now… now there was only despair, a crushing sense of defeat.
“Be honest, little slut,” Zachary growls, his voice a low threat. “From now on, you’re mine. You’ll do everything I say, when I say it. Or else…”
Only when Caroline stopped fighting and struggling did Zachary release her. He picked up the shattered phone from the floor and strode toward the door. “Get in here and bring her clothes from last night,” he barked into the hallway.
Two people immediately entered, carrying Caroline’s clothes. The moment others entered, Caroline frantically pulled up the sheets to cover herself. Without sparing her another glance, Zachary tossed her clothes at her. “Get dressed and get out of here!”
Still clutching the sheets around herself, Caroline quickly pulled on her clothes under their watchful eyes, then dashed to the door. “Remember what I said! Keep your phone on. Otherwise, I’ll make sure all of Kingstown knows what a slut you are!”
As she passed him, Zachary handed back her phone. “Yes,” Caroline whispered, head bowed. At that moment, she just wanted to escape this hellhole. After her response, she bolted like a bat out of hell, not even bothering with the elevator—she took the stairs instead.
It was as if only this frantic escape could give her the feeling of genuinely breaking free. She ran from the room, through the lobby, out of the hotel, and kept running like a madwoman down the street, not stopping until her lungs burned and her legs threatened to give out from under her.
“Ah!” Caroline looked up at the sky and screamed, her voice raw with pain and fury. After her outburst, she clenched her fists so tightly her nails dug into her palms.
“Claire,” she hissed through gritted teeth, “this is all your fault! Every damn thing that’s happened is because of you! If you hadn’t gotten out of prison, none of this would have happened!” she raged. “Frederick would still be with me! But no, I have been humiliated and screwed! I swear, I’ll make you pay for this!”
Caroline spat out the words through gritted teeth as if venting was the only way to ease her pain. The scenes from last night’s abuse flashed through her mind again. Suddenly, Caroline burst into maniacal laughter. If that bastard Zachary loved toying with women, then surely he’d love to get his hands on Claire. After all, she thought viciously, what could be more thrilling for that piece of trash than playing with the former princess of the Prescott family?