Trouble in Paradise

I gasped for huge mouthfuls of breath as my lungs felt like they were about to stop working due to the lack of oxygen. When I finally caught my breath, I looked up to see Nicholas, who was opposite me in the bathtub. He was soaking wet yet exuding male allure as if posing Unable to hold back anymore, I started wailing. My pent-up grievances gave me the strength to hit him. He caught my hands, ignored my struggles, and started undressing me.

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"Whether we stay together or not is up to me. Also, you get to mock me for having sex with you!" Nicholas stated tenaciously.

He held the back of my head and kissed me again. He urgently ravaged my lips. Soon, my lips were sore and numb, devoid of sensation. I couldn't do anything but cry.

Nicholas was showing me that my struggles, efforts, and even my life were all not under my control but his. He wanted to show me that I couldn't live without him. If he wanted me dead, I would be dead as a doornail; if he wanted me alive, then I would live. Nicholas terrified me when he behaved like this. I trembled under him, thinking that I no longer wanted the man whom I used to treasure above everything else.

Nevertheless, he found it thrilling as he tormented me repeatedly in the bathtub.

I wiped the tears from my face and looked at him calmly. "You do this to me and take me for granted because I love you. But Nicholas, what if I don't love you anymore? You hear me? I don't love you anymore!"

Nicholas' expression turned serious. He looked at me intently and spoke with no emotion. "Whatever. You're enjoying extreme pleasure while being under me right now. Isn't that enough?"

When I finally woke up at noon the next day, my waist felt like it was about to break in half. The dried water stains on the floor indicated how intense last night's lovemaking had been. There were even marks on the vanity and windows.

Nicholas had tormented me like a madman after I said I didn't love him. He made sure to use all his strength to repay my utterances that displeased him.

As I recalled everything that happened last night, I couldn't hold back my emotions any longer. I grabbed handfuls of my messy hair and broke down sobbing. I yelled in frustration, Damn you, Nicholas!"

How long would it take before I could think of him without feeling a pang in my heart?

I wailed and released my anguish without a shred of dignity left. Just then, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

Nicholas stood leaning against the door while holding my pink

mug. He said indifferently, "I'm still here, you know.

I fell silent instantly with tears brimming at the corners of my eyes. I could even see how wet my lashes were. "Why haven't you left?" I blurted as I sat up.

"You keep seducing me. How was I supposed to leave?" His tone was mocking, and his gaze roamed over my body.

I gulped and realized that I was naked. So, I quickly covered myself with the blanket and grabbed a pillow to throw at him with all my strength. "Nicholas, you can be as greedy as you like in business. But as a person, there should be a limit to your greed." He should be able to understand the underlying message

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Nicholas walked straight to my bed and put the cup on the nightstand. Then, he reached out his arms to hold me and pin me down. I quickly braced my foot against his waist.

I couldn't understand why he was initiating acts of intimacy with me so frequently now. After all, he used to prefer masturbating to Claudia's photo rather than touching me!

"Are you playing hard to get now? Have you forgotten how tightly you gripped me with your legs last night?" he teased. His gaze was suggestive as he held my foot and rubbed it my against the spot three inches below his belly button. "I might consider letting you have my child."