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Chapter 184: Eat Me

“What?” Claire tried to push Frederick away, but the moment her hands touched his chest, his words stopped her cold. She froze, utterly stunned by what she’d just heard. Frederick had asked if she would be with him if he genuinely fell in love with her. At that moment, Claire thought she must be dreaming. Years of secret wishes suddenly seemed possible, and Claire couldn’t believe it was real.

“Heh, how could Frederick possibly love me?” she thought.

After those words, Frederick lowered his head, his lips finding the sensitive skin of her neck. He kissed her with a tenderness that surprised her, each touch light as a feather, almost reverent. It was a side of him she’d never seen before. In the darkness, he held her close, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. He brushed a stray strand of hair from her face, then let his hand wander, mapping the delicate curve of her cheekbone, the line of her jaw, down to the hollow of her throat.

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Like a lover reunited with his soulmate, Claire lay beneath Frederick, basking in this newfound gentleness and care. Whatever this was, she preferred this tender lovemaking to Frederick’s usual rough passion. This night, she felt like she was living a beautiful dream. It felt like she was floating, her body dissolving into a haze of pleasure.

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Every muscle, every fiber of her being, finally relaxed, melting like ice cream on a hot summer day. Claire finally surrendered completely, losing herself in the moment.

“Oh god, Frederick, that feels so good,” she moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling his head closer to her chest.

“Frederick, eat me,” she begged, her legs tightening around his waist as she arched her hips, desperate for more.

“Ah!” Each thrust was deep and satisfying, driving into her again and again. She felt like she was going to lose her mind! With her head thrown back, chest arched, and body bowed, she…

…had that night because he thought…

…man a meet An Am…

…is these though…

…the mind the events from kom…

…mens ng Bishal botore hores Me a broken recon…

Even now, Cla…

She and Anna had been thick as thieves–Claire believed she’d never find a better friend in her lifetime. Anna had said the same thing—that Claire was her best friend. There was even that time when Anna stood up to those thugs to…

Chapter 184: Eat Me intense climax.

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But just as she reached the peak, she heard Frederick whisper a name, “Anna.” Claire laughed bitterly. Silent tears streamed down her cheeks as she smiled.

“Frederick only slept with me that first night because he thought I was Anna, didn’t he?” she thought. “Otherwise, why would he ever be with me? And just now, when he asked if I’d be with him—he must’ve been too drunk to tell Anna and me apart in the dark. Why else would he ask such a thing? After all, he believes he killed Anna. After all, he hates me so much!”

As these thoughts raced through her mind, the events from four years ago flashed before her eyes like a broken record. Even now, Claire couldn’t make sense of it. She and Anna had been thick as thieves—Claire believed she’d never find a better friend in her lifetime. Anna had said the same thing—that Claire was her best friend.

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How could it be? How could her best friend, with whom she had once shared life and death, send that WhatsApp message falsely accusing her? In the end, Anna met her tragic fate outside the Red Sun Bar, brutally assaulted and killed by a gang of thugs.

“Ahh!” Frederick’s groan of pleasure signaled the end. Claire’s torment was finally over, too, leaving her spent on the bed. That same sound drove Caroline, standing outside the door, absolutely crazy. In the past, hearing Claire and Frederick together would have filled Caroline with murderous rage. She would have wanted nothing more than to strangle Claire with her bare hands.

But now, her distress wasn’t just emotional—it was physical, too. Maybe it was because of that night with Zachary. Listening to Claire’s sounds made her blood boil with hatred, despising how Claire was acting so wanton beneath Frederick. Yet her body responded traitorously to those sounds, leaving her in unbearable tension.

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She even found herself missing that feeling of being used. Already upset about her failed plan earlier, she’d come home and drowned her sorrows in alcohol.

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She’d been ready for bed when Frederick’s angry door-kicking caught her attention, drawing her out of her room. And now, here she stood at Claire’s door, tormented by every sound that reached her ears. How could she not be completely heartbroken? That night when Zachary screwed her, Caroline had been drugged, experiencing sensations of ultimate pleasure. It was also her first time. Since then, she’d been living an ascetic life, untouched by anyone. The sounds of Frederick and Claire tonight were indeed too much for her to bear. She had been waiting for four years, dreaming every night of being beneath Frederick.

The house was silent now, the servants all asleep. In the deserted hallway, the quiet only seemed to magnify the sounds of Claire and Frederick’s intimacy drifting from behind closed doors. Caroline felt a warmth pooling between her legs. Her fingers moved instinctively downward, confirming the dampness.

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