Theodore steps came to a sudden halt, his gaze fixated on Misha, who had the audacity to stand in his way. A surge of anger coursed through him, igniting a desire to commit unspeakable acts right then and there.He didn't mind indulging in such dark thoughts, for he had always harboured a sinister inclination towards the entire Jones family. Well, everyone except Irene, that is.Daggers shot from Theodore's eyes, causing Misha to tremble under his murderous glare. "You dare?" he growled, his voice dripping with menace, sending shivers down the spines of everyone in the Jones family.Irene was taken aback by his behaviour. He had always been intimidating, but today he seemed to have crossed a line, toying with her emotions in the most terrifying way possible.Leo, sensing the danger, stepped in to shield Misha from Theodore's wrath. Fear gripped him as he witnessed the terrifying transformation of the man before him. He couldn't fathom how someone he once knew could exude such an aura
Theodore's eyes twitched upon hearing Irene's dismissive words, causing a surge of anger to course through him. Ignoring her indifference, he reached out and grasped her feet with his icy hands, sending a shiver down her spine and leaving her utterly shocked.An electric current seemed to surge through her body, yet she stubbornly refused to meet his gaze, unwilling to confront him. In a swift motion, he pulled her towards him by her feet, while his other hand provided support for her back, settling her onto his lap. The intoxicating scent of her body overwhelmed him, making her even more irresistible than she already was.Irene's breath hitched at his sudden action, her face buried in his broad, muscular chest, her senses filled with the alluring fragrance of his expensive cologne. His deep, commanding voice resonated in the air as he asked, "What were you saying before, sweetheart?" The weight of his presence made the atmosphere heavy and suffocating, making it difficult for Irene t
"That's quite feisty of you, little one," Theodore's voice dripped with sarcasm, anger simmering beneath the surface.For the first time in his entire life, a woman sat in his lap, her presence a foreign touch. And yet, she had the audacity to curse him, a fact that he found both laughable and intriguing.Theodore Myers, a man who commanded respect without even showing his face, had never encountered someone who dared to raise their voice against him, let alone curse him. And now, here she was, his own little wife.The Myers family name was not just a brand; it was the foundation upon which all other brands were built. And yet, this girl, despite knowing who he was, had defied him.Of course, she had no idea that he was her husband. Theodore found the situation all the more exhilarating."Well, I hate it when someone touches me without my consent," Irene replied, her voice firm and unwavering."Why doesn't it seem that way? Your body seems to respond quite well to my touch," Theodore'
Theodore's moans reverberated inside the car, as he withdrew his fingers, capturing Irene's wet tongue between his teeth. He sucked on it passionately, his lips melding smoothly with hers.Irene snapped back to reality, desperately attempting to push him away. But the more she struggled, the more fervently he kissed her.He moulded his lips perfectly to fit hers, kissing her with intensity. His fingers tangled deeper into her hair, anchoring her in place.He sucked on her lower lip, engaging in a tantalising battle with her soft, slippery tongue."Mhmmm," Irene moaned, feeling breathless from his rough and passionate kiss.Her head spun, leaving her feeling lightheaded and breathless, as if she were on the verge of losing consciousness.Theodore sensed her resistance waning and her body growing limp in his arms. After a few seconds, he broke the kiss, leaving her gasping for air.Irene immediately opened her mouth wide, desperately gulping down the oxygen he had just stolen from her."
The car came to a sudden halt, causing Irene's face to crash into Theodore's hard chest. She immediately pulled her head back, trying to sit straight, but Theodore's hands in her hair prevented her from doing so. He didn't want to show her that he cared, but seeing her tear-stained face stirred a whirlwind of emotions in his heart.Unable to resist, he held her closer, her face buried in his chest, as if trying to calm his own racing heart. Maybe he just didn't want to see her cry. It was better for her to relax first before he let her go."You're so mean," Irene hiccuped, attempting to move away from his chest, but his hand kept her in place, making the situation even more awkward for her."Shhhh! Don't cry. You don't look good with tears," Theodore awkwardly caressed her head. He had never been good at comforting women, especially not when they were crying. It was unfamiliar territory for him."I don't want to look good at all. Why do you have to be so mean? I'm hurt, and you're sti
Theodore spoke authoritatively as the car came to a stop in front of a magnificent mansion. Albert stepped out, alerting Theodore to the fact that they had arrived at his own estate.Irene turned her head away, ignoring him. She remained in his lap, clearly displeased with his dominating and creepy behaviour."Fine, if you don't want to, then I'll make you," Theodore declared. Albert opened the door for them, and Theodore got out of the car, carrying Irene in a bridal style. This surprised both Albert and Irene."What's happened to the boss?" Albert wondered curiously. He observed his boss, who despised human contact, carrying the young mistress of the mansion. It was unusual for Theodore to allow anyone into his home, let alone carry someone like this.Irene, on the other hand, was shocked by his shameless display. He carried her in front of Albert without a care, causing her great embarrassment."Let me go, Cyril! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Irene struggled, attempting
A piercing shriek reverberated through the tranquil garden of the sprawling mansion.Irene tumbled to the ground, her knees scraped and raw, a heart-wrenching cry escaping her lips. The intensity of her scream seemed to ignite a fire within her chest, each breath stinging as if her lungs were ablaze.Theodore's expression remained stoic, his gaze fixed on her prone form. However, beneath that composed exterior, a surge of anger surged through him. How could she subject herself to such harm?Without hesitation, he closed the distance between them, his presence casting a shadow over her. Standing behind her, he loomed like a sentinel.Clenching her fist, Irene grasped at the cool strands of grass beneath her, her heart racing in tandem with his proximity. A shiver of unease crept up her spine, her senses keenly aware of his nearness. Shock and a hint of fear danced in her eyes, a palpable tension hanging in the air."What's the matter now? Haven't I been repeatedly told to spare those d
Irene was taken aback, her heart racing as his unexpected agreement washed over her. This wasn't like him at all, and she found herself caught off guard by the shift in his demeanour.Clearly, this wasn't what she had anticipated. She never thought he would acquiesce in such a manner, and it definitely wasn't her intention to lead to this point."What's going on? I've agreed with you. If you want to leave, go ahead," Theodore's voice was calm, cutting through the tension like a soothing balm.Irene stood there, utterly speechless. His composure was a stark contrast to his earlier words and actions, leaving her utterly bewildered."Go," Theodore's command was firm, and he took a step back, watching intently as Irene tried to navigate her way out despite her injured knee and sprained ankle, only to find the door locked.Suppressing a hiss of pain, Irene attempted to rise, her ankle and knee conspiring against her. With sheer determination, she finally managed to stand, albeit with great