Chapter 68 New Intel

Ruby collapsed onto her front after Tom finished violently inside her, his hand releasing her neck. She was covered in bites, fingerprint marks and bruises. The ‘golden boy’ image was only that, an image. Ruby had been right.

No complaints left her mouth though. She needed his rough handling, even if it was almost borderline psychotic. It helped ease the longing in her chest for another, though it did nothing to douse her anger.

Tom slid out of her backside, and rolled onto his back, breathing heavily, and feeling much better after expending some of his energy. This Ruby chick was really wild, completely different to those in the brothel and his Alicia. She was nothing more than a hole though—a feisty hole.

Placing his hand behind his head, Tom smirked as he watched Ruby reach out and grab some tissue to tidy herself up. He was about to tug her towards him so he could feel her warmth against his skin, hoping to feel some connection, something to warm his chilled heart.

The only reason