NovelEnglishChapter 669
felt like she was about to hurl, stars bursting in front of her eyes. His lips entangled with hers, leaving her gasping for air. The intense battle slowly morphed into a grinding friction.
Andrew's forehead rested against hers, and as the image of that pretty boy from the other day flashed in his mind, a surge of anger swelled in his chest. With one swift motion, he ripped open her blouse, but the bitemark on Aubree’s shoulder caught his attention.
He had never left such a mark on her before, and in that instant, it felt as if his pupils were about to explode.
“Who did this?! Aubree, who left this mark?!” He was like a furious lion, and with his height advantage, he scooped her up and seated her on the bathroom counter.
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Aubree kicked out in panic, but his question drained all the strength from her body.
Who left it? How absurd. Wasn't that a question he should be asking Tessa? Aubree had no energy left to argue, meeting Andrew’s bloodshot gaze with a weak smile. That smile seemed to stab right into Andrew's heart, and he desperately wanted to slap her.
This whore had been defiled. She had actually slept with someone else. The thought of her casting that hazy, seductive look beneath another man filled Andrew with a burning rage, and he grabbed her hair. “Are you that cheap? Are you that desperate for a man?!” The last vestiges of color drained from Aubree’s face, his words echoing Tessa’s accusations. She was on the verge of tears yet stubbornly held on. “Yes.” Andrew's breath trembled, and in a swift motion, he hoisted her over his shoulder and marched into a private booth. Soon, several men entered the booth, offering their Ex services.’ For the right price, they would follow a woman back to her place or directly to a hotel upstairs.
“Aubree, | never realized just how desperate you were,” Andrew sneered. “If you need a man that badly, | can find one for you. Why did you have to go outside and pick up such sleazeballs? They're not even clean.” Aubree’s eyes widened with fear at the sight of the strangers in the booth, wanting to shrink back. But Andrew held her tight. “They look pretty good, don’t they? As good as that pretty boy. If you like, | can let them have you right now. How about that?” Aubree trembled, unable to utter a word.
Andrew’s heart was scorched with rage when he saw her tremble. He gestured to one of the servers. “You, chere, kiss her.” The man hesitated, saw Aubree’s pitiful, tear-streaked face, and felt a twinge of 1/2 compassion. But in Tequila Sunset, everyone knew Andrew, the notorious heir to the Clements family.
Swallowing nervously, the man cautiously stepped forward, reaching out to touch Aubree’s cheek. Aubree reacted as though stung, tears streaming down her face as she desperately tried to recoil.
Andrew just grabbed her ankle, pulling her back, and sneered, “What's the matter? You said you were desperate, didn’t you?” Aubree was beyond words, shaking uncontrollably. The man reluctantly followed Andrew’s orders, pinched Aubree’s chin, and moved in to kiss her.
Aubree turned her head away, her nails digging deeply into the sofa, struggling to push him away. She bent over, wanting to vomit, but nothing cout. She wished she could vomit her very heart out! She wanted nothing more.
Seeing her reaction, Andrew felt an unbearable prickling sensation. He barked, “Get out.” The man had only put on a show. It was clear that Andrew was only trying to scare Aubree. At Andrew's command, the man quickly let go.
Andrew pulled Aubree into his embrace, his grip on her chin unrelenting as he continued to kiss her.
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Aubree could no longer struggle, the pain spreading from her heart indescribable. What did she even love about Andrew? She loved the way he stood by her, his valor, his looks, and his role as her savior. She loved the thrill he brought into her life, all the poetic moments they shared.
She thought being with Andrew would lead her to the ultimate paradise but she was pushed into the deepest hell. She thought love could mend her regrets, but ironically, love itself created more.
The man who had always shone brightly in her heart, fierce and wild ,suddenly became unrecognizable,scarred beyond belief. This realization made her wish she could just die. Andrew felt her stop struggling, and his expression softened. His heart unexpectedly warmed.
He didn't understand himself. He should have been disgusted with Aubree, tainted with the touch of another man. But as his anger faded, what remained was an aching tenderness. He pulled her closer, his lips finding the mark on her shoulder, kissing it ever so gently.
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