Chapter 94

Vespera was beyond speechless as the color gradually drained from her lace. She was no longer an innocent fifteen-year-old girl. His words and demeanor made it clear what he intended to do.

Panic surged through her as she shrank away from his breath. “Don’t you dare do anything reckless!”

With just one hand, Luke grabbed her shoulder and pulled her closer. “What’s so reckless about this? Even the cops won’t be able to interfere with what a married couple would normally do.”

“But I don’t want this. If you force me, it’s rape!” Vespera tried to push him, but his strength far exceeded hers. Trapped in his grip, she was helpless in her attempts.

His hands slowly slipped down, locking around her slender waist and gradually pulling her into his embrace, their heavy breaths mingled in the dark.

Vespera turned her head away. “Luke, you son of a bitch!”

“Back then, you were too focused on your career, you didn’t want a child, so we always took precautions. But tonight, let’s not use any protection. Maybe you’ll get pregnant next month.” His voice was deep and raspy, each word scraping against her nerves as his warm breath brushed against her ear.

His words struck her like lightning, and panic surged through her as she thrashed against him with all her strength. “Let go! Let go of me now!”

Luke’s lips trailed from her ear to her cheek. “How about a bet? If nothing happens, I’ll let you go. But if you end up pregnant, you’ll come home with me.”

Vespera was infuriated by his outrageous and shameless proposition. She spat in disgust, “Fuck you! Who the hell wants to make a bet with you? What right do you have to decide my fate?!” Whatever manners and upbringing she once had vanished in that very moment.

Luke tossed the remaining cigarette out the window. “You won’t think that way when you’re knocked up,” he said as he reclined her seat and leaned down to her.

“Get off me! Let go, you bastard!” Vespera pounded desperately against his chest, fighting with everything she had to stop him. However, her delicate hands were no match for his towering frame. No matter how much force she put behind her struggle and how much sweat beaded on her forehead, he wouldn’t budge. Her arms twisted under his grip as he moved closer and closer. The embrace that once made her feel safe now became an inescapable terror. She was truly scared.

“Don’t do this. I don’t want to do this in the car, Luke, please, I’m begging you, don’t treat me like this.” Vespera pleaded, her eyes swelling up with tears as she mustered her strength to push against his chest.

Watching her fight back the tears somehow pained his heart. Was being close to him causing her so much pain? Her resistance, her fear, and her desperation not to be touched by him were like needles piercing his heart, causing him pain and driving him to madness and anger.

His expression turned cold as he held both her hands and pinned them above her head. “You will want this!”

“You piece of shit!” Vespera’s fury burned so intensely she could taste the blood in her throat. She parted her lips to curse him again, but before the words could escape, he forcefully pressed his lips against hers. The bitter taste of smoke and heat swallowed her entirely.

The familiar softness and sweetness sent a shiver down his spine, stirring a tidal wave of desire. It was as if he had been transported back to their first time together. He felt a primal urge to consume her, to make her entirely his again.

He had to admit that his feelings for her had dulled at some point. Especially in the past six months, the thrill of something new had kept him from wanting to come home and have an intimate connection with her. He had recklessly allowed himself to act on impulse. While Vespera had always been quiet, never yelling and never causing a scene, she had always been there for him—always standing by his side. He had never imagined a day would come when she would leave—let alone with such a cold resolve, refusing to give him even the slightest chance to make things right. He had merely strayed a little, seeking a momentary escape from the monotony of their marriage, though he had never intended to stop loving her.

“I love you. We promised to be together forever.” His kisses trailed down from her lips to her collarbone as his fingers lifted the hem of her dress. Vespera’s silence had long since buried her hope.

As despair settled in, a voice suddenly called out from outside the car. “Hey, man! This isn’t the middle of nowhere. Maybe tone it down a little? Have some consideration for single folk.”

Luke froze in his actions. His body swiftly slid Vespera’s exposed skin from view before turning his head toward the window and growled, “Fuck off.”

The stranger surely wasn’t ready for an argument, so they walked away without any further word. The air outside was soon filled with deadly silence. She then shoved him off her with all the strength she could muster. Her lips were swollen, her clothes were disheveled, and her face was as red as a comered b—so have her all over again. bunny. Yet, even seeing her in a state like this, Luke felt a fresh surge of desire.

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