NovelEnglishSebastian carried Rosalie out of the washroom. Her knees were both slightly red.
He put her on the bed, his thumb rubbing the corners of her lips. He smiled and whispered into her ear, "Did that taste good?" Rosalie flipped to her side, her back facing him.
Sebastian kissed her shoulder as a wicked look flashed past his eyes. He dove into the sheets, moving lower and lower.
Rosalie knew what was about to happen and tried to struggle, but he pinned both of her legs down.
Everything that happened after that felt torturous.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRosalie didn't even know when it ended.
When it finally did, her cheeks were flushed and she sobbed silently while biting on her fingers. Sebastian emerged from the sheets and pulled her into his arms.
"Darling, why are you crying?" he coaxed her as he patted her back. "Don't cry. Did I hurt you?" Rosalie held her tears back and turned her face away, but Sebastian forcefully twisted her head back. His lips crooked wickedly. "Look how red your cheeks are. Well, I'm not worse than Justin in bed, am I?" He tenderly wiped away the tears from her face.
"No matter what you think, your body is more honest than you are. If it hurts, it hurts. If it's numb, it's numb. That is the instinctive response of the human body." He kissed the tip of her nose and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. "That includes your response when you climax." He previously slapped her till her cheeks swelled up, but the swelling had since gone down.
Sebastian still felt remorseful about that slap.
"I'll never slap you again. As long as you behave, I won't inflict pain on you, only pleasure. We're so compatible, we should be focusing on making each other happy instead." Sebastian let Rosalie go and pulled the sheets up to her shoulders. "Go to sleep, darling." He held his torso up and rested his head on one hand, looking at her as he rested on one side.
Rosalie wiped the tears from her face and shut her eyes, feeling the flush on her face slowly fading away.
Sebastian's eyes were as sharp as et blades, slicing through every inch of Rosalie's skin. She couldn't falle asleep with him staring at her, no matter how hard she tried. Thankfully, Sebastian didn't hold out for too long. After over 20 minutes, he lay down next to her and fell asleep.
Before he fell asleep, Rosalie heard him say, "Rose, you must be good, or I'll tie you up again." A sweet smile stretched across his face.
Rosalie could hear his breathing slow down gradually.
At three in the morning, Rosalie's eyes were still open as she stared blankly at the ceiling above her. Moonlight shone into the room, lighting up her features.
She looked at the vase near her. It was quite heavy and she had to use both hands to lift it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSchanged in that soulless s as she slowly nee eyes look at the man fast asleep r Wild hatred filled her eyes. to The thought of everything that this man did to her made her heart fill with hatred.
She had never hated someone so much. She wanted to tear him to pieces and destroy him.
Rosalie quietly got out of bed and tiptoed to the vase.
She moved very quietly as she removed the contents of the vase.
There was swater in the vase.
She poured the water out on the carpet bit by bit, trying her best not to make a sound. In the darkness, she carried the vase as she walked across the drenched carpet toward the bed. Her entire body was shaking as looked at the man on the bed with eyes filled with hatred.
She stood by the window and raised the vase, aiming for Sebastian's head.
'Sebastian Carter, go to hell!' she yelled inwardly.
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