Book TRK
Chapter 208
A Chapter 208
But now, seeing Declan again, looking into that handsome face, Chloe felt a chill in her heart.
She didn’t seem to recognize his expression anymore.
Beneath that veneer of respectability, just how tainted was his soul?
Declan eved Chloe, pinned to his bed, and walked over. He reached out and callously popped a button off the collar of her blouse.
Chloe trembled all over.
“Let me go,” she said.
But Declan was merciless as he tore at her clothes, not even sparing a thought for the bodyguards present. Chloe struggled feebly, her skin crawling with goosebumps.
Declan smirked, tilting her chin up. “You know why I’ve never laid a hand on you?”
He thought she was filthy because he saw her as nothing more than a tool, a tool for sleeping with others to secure the business deals he wanted. So, he would never touch her.
Tears silently streamed down Chloe’s cheeks as she answered, “Because I used to work at Haven Club.”
“A bit of self–awareness, not bad.” Declan’s laugh was full of pleasure as he patted her face. “Because, Chloe, you’ve been worn out by my business associates. I don’t fancy wearing someone’s sloppy seconds.”
Listen to him, with just a few words, he could slash her into a thousand pieces!
Chloe’s eyes were bloodshot. “But… the one who asked me to be with those associates was you.”
He used her beauty as a weapon, putting her in the front line, making her endure. He always thought that for his sake, Chloe would sleep with anyone.
But he never considered that behind his back, Chloe had drunk herself to the point of vomiting blood for the sake of a deal, just so the other party would sign on the dotted line.
She had guarded herself carefully, preserving her shattered reputation, only to be met with Declan’s inhumane insults.
He forced her legs apart, and Chloe cried with a hoarse voice, “If you think I’m dirty, then don’t touch me!”
“I think you’ve become quite bold lately,” Declan said playfully. “Flirting with Horatio, getting too close to that man in uniform. Chloe, have you forgotten who your master is?”
“I’ve resigned…” Chloe sobbed uncontrollably, “I’m not a dog, I’m a living person, Declan. Please, have some pity on me. I don’t want to live like a dog by your side anymore!” Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
The bodyguards around them remained expressionless, and Declan seemed indifferent to Chloe being seen in this state. He stripped her bare, cuffed her hands and feet, and as Chloe was humiliated in front of an audience, she thought death would be a kinder fate.
“Declan, let me go, don’t touch me!” Her eyes were rimmed with red, “If you think saving my life once is such a big deal, then how about I give it back to you?”
Declan’s pupils contracted sharply, and a terrifying emotion slowly filled his amber eyes. He laughed, a handsome sight, but his words were vicious, “Chloe, a dog doesn’t get to negotiate with me. You’re the kind of person who wouldn’t be missed if you died.”
Her world shattered with those few words, her face turned pale as if she’d fallen into a nightmare she’d never wake from.
When Declan entered her, the pain shot through her, and Chloe couldn’t help but let out a muffled cry. Her vision blurred with tears, her voice broken, “It hurts… Help…”
Her cries for help only pleased Declan.
Just as he was about to move, his gaze caught the specks of blood on the bed sheets, and for a moment, his perfect eyes were fixed on that stain. He felt as if he had been struck by a catastrophe, unable to move!
In disbelief, he turned and grabbed Chloe’s throat, “You’re a virgin? That’s not possible!”
Chloe’s eyes were hollow as she didn’t answer, just staring at Declan, her look sending chills down his spine. Then she slowly twisted into a smile, as if resigned to her fate, she asked, “Declan, is this what you wanted?”