NovelEnglishChapter 82 Serena wanted to refuse.
But the car was parked right outside the wall.
If Aaron walked out of that door and saw the car, he would immediately understand that she was planning to escape.
Absolutely not! There was no way she could let Aaron find out.
She had no choice but to let Aaron lead her into the front hall.
When Aaron wasn't looking, she shot a stealthy glare back at William.
William sat in his wheelchair, a faint smile playing on his lips.
It wasn't until Serena's figure completely disappeared from his sight that the smile slowly faded into a look of melancholy.
Serena was practically shoved into the Rolls-Royce.
Inside, there was a lingering scent of a woman's perfume.
There was no doubt it belonged to Cynthia Lynwood.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe thought that Cynthia had just left in this very car made Serena feel nauseated.
She pressed herself against the door, trying to make herself as small as possible.
Aaron got in and immediately noticed Serena's disgusted expression, as if there was something filthy in his car.
Then he glanced at the shoes she was wearing, finding them even more of an eyesore.
With a loud bang, he slammed the car door shut.
Serena jumped, not having tto react before her legs were lifted.
"What are you doing?" Serena was a bit bewildered.
In the next moment, her sneakers were removed, revealing her smooth, delicate feet.
Before she could figure out what Aaron was up to, he suddenly leaned in, his dark eyes burning into hers.
Serena's breath caught as she stared into the face so close to hers.
She was an adult and understood all too well what the intensity in Aaron's deep eyes meant, but she wasn't worried in the slightest.
After all...
Aaron had always deemed her unworthy.
Yet- Aaron unexpectedly leaned in, capturing her lips with a fierce intensity.
He wasn't satisfied with just a fleeting taste and swiftly moved in for a more forceful approach.
His actions were both swift and commanding.
Serena was defenseless.
Like a leaf in a storm, she could only endure the onslaught.
Her whimpers and struggles were her last lines of resistance.
"Aaron... let go! Let go of me!" Serena's resistance seemed to only fuel Aaron's fervor, a crimson hue deepening in his eyes.
He grabbed her hands, pinning them behind her back with one hand.
With the other, he tugged forcefully.
A ripping sound filled the air.
Serena's dress was torn apart.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmExposed to the cold air, her skin prickled with goosebumps.
A chill spread through her heart.
A silent tear slipped from the corner of her eye.
Aaron saw her tears, and a restlessness gnawed at his heart like ants. He impatiently lifted her chin: En. "Do you hate my touch that much?" Serena found Aaron's question laughable. She met his gaze with unwavering eyes:
"Aaron, you're truly pathetic. You claim I'm filthy, yet you can't wait to have my body, In the end, you're keepinghere because that's all I'm worth to you, isn't it? If you want it so badly, go ahead, take it."
Aaron was hit by the derision and resolve in Serena's eyes a's eyes It was like a e bucket of cold water dousing his fire.
He did want Serena.
But not for her body.
It was something else...
He suppressed the turmoil in his heart.
"For the last time, I have never thought you were dirty, and besides, in that situation, you were the victim." Serena was taken aback.
Victim? What victim?
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