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Chapter 660
“How am I going to let you in a year later if you keep behaving like this?”
Stella’s eyes had become bloodshot from suppressing the indignance she was feeling inside. She
could do nothing but force herself to swallow it.
His words made her realize that everything between them was nothing but a transaction.
She had no right to express her genuine thoughts and feelings.
A moment later, Stella took a deep breath and collected herself. “There’s no protection here,” she
forced herself to say through gritted teeth.
It was a sign of submission.
Yet, Weston did not feel the joy of victory at all.
His patience was wearing thin. Perhaps because he had a taste of how she was like when she loved
him, her slipshod attempts and look of humiliation could no longer satisfy him.
“Your acting skills are fabulous. No matter what I’ve done to you, you will still do it with me as long as I
can satisfy your needs?”
She should have been angry or jealous or demanded an explanation from him.
She shouldn’t have acted the way she did from the start. She shouldn’t have been there, bumping into
him and Guinevere and calmly saying she should have avoided them. She was sensible, so sensible to
the point of abhorrence.
Given Weston’s temperament, he’d find a way to make her regret disobeying him if she wouldn’t do it of
her own accord.
She didn’t want to end up settling this in bed, so she turned around obediently, leaned against the
couch, and lifted up her white, long-sleeved shirt.
Unlike what Weston did just now, pressing her down and forcefully lifting up her shirt, the feeling was
different this time, now that she had taken the initiative.
Stella had her back toward him and could not see him swallowing through his constricted throat and his
eyes darkening with desire.
She was like an obedient lamb, leaning there and allowing someone to have his way with her.
However, Weston knew very clearly that she was actually a wolf that hadn’t yet matured.
She was pliant and obedient now simply because she wasn’t capable enough. Her eyes were filled with
an unwillingness to concede defeat. She gave her all when she loved him, but Weston had no doubts
that she would leave him the moment she had the chance.
He remained unmoving behind her.
Stella turned around to glance at him.
She was still kneeling on the couch, and her posture only worsened the entire scene.
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However, Stella didn’t seem to realize it and even looked at him innocently as she asked, “What’s the
matter?”
She saw the pitch-black darkness in his eyes as he cursed under his breath.
She felt a force on her neck, pushing her head back.
He said in a threatening voice from above, “If you don’t want to do it, then stay still. Don’t seduce me.”
Stella bit her lip and turned her face around.
How was she seducing him?