Chapter 262: Chapter 142: Bastard!
It seems that Mr. Jones has described her this way too.
In truth, how many people in this world can truly go with the flow? She knows she hasn’t reached such a state; the qualities seen by outsiders are merely her forcibly suppressing her emotions, refusing to let those who hurt or defeat her look down on her. All she probably has is that stubbornness.
Howard Geoffrey sighed softly, then spoke in a low, husky voice, "Open your eyes, look at me."
Feeling his intense gaze fixed right on her eyelids, Rebecca Quentin’s lashes trembled, terrified and not daring to move.
Howard Geoffrey reached out and grasped Rebecca Quentin’s chin, lifting it, his tone mingled with his usual dominance, "Open them!"
Rebecca Quentin clenched her eyes shut even tighter, "Don’t force me."
The force at Howard Geoffrey’s side slightly increased, "All I’m asking is for you to open your eyes and look at me."
Despite feeling the pain, Rebecca Quentin still didn’t compromise, as if compelled, she quietly murmured, "I don’t want to look..."
"Do you not want to look at me, or are you afraid that once you do, you’ll lose any resistance against me?"
Being confronted with her innermost thoughts, Rebecca Quentin’s body visibly trembled. When had she ever had the ability to resist him? Moreover, at this moment, she was like being held hostage by him.
Just then, Howard Geoffrey suddenly pulled Rebecca Quentin’s body closer, swiftly lifting one of her legs to hold at his side.
Rebecca Quentin was frightened by his sudden move, instinctively opened her eyes, and her gaze was instantly drawn into the blazing flames at the bottom of his ebony eyes.
Four eyes met.
The flames at the bottom of his eyes burned fiercely...
Initially, she thought he was angry, but now she saw a different kind of flame in his eyes.
Desire burning like alcohol, blazing fiercely in his eyes.
Having had countless physical encounters with him before, she knew he was suppressing the urge within his body.
And, if she couldn’t escape at this moment, she definitely wouldn’t be able to get away in the next second.
Rebecca Quentin didn’t struggle, looking at Howard Geoffrey’s handsome face, smiling lightly, "You’re really joking. With the relationship between us now, I don’t need any power to resist you; now the one who can’t resist should be Alice Robinson."
She chuckled, appearing exceptionally relaxed.
Howard Geoffrey followed with a faint smile at the corner of his lips.
Sometimes, even he couldn’t help but admire the potential of her intelligence...
In those few seconds, she had already thought of a perfect strategy...
Which was to bring up Alice Robinson, making him retreat in the face of difficulty.
Howard Geoffrey watched Rebecca Quentin’s deliberately relaxed expression, piercing the facade with a single line, "Becca, you’re clever, but you can’t outsmart me."
Rebecca Quentin’s face turned pale, unable to maintain a calm tone with him, she spoke with a warning, "If Alice Robinson knows about our situation now, she’ll definitely be very upset."
Howard Geoffrey’s eyes became a bit more passionate and dreamy, softly saying, "Of course she’ll be upset, because my heart has already been completely occupied by one woman."
Rebecca Quentin’s body froze.
Howard Geoffrey’s hand, however, at this moment, started to slowly caress inward from the outside of her thigh, even through the denim fabric, her body was still so sensitively clinching tight.
For the first time, she prevented him from exploring the inside of her thigh with his restless hand, Rebecca Quentin spoke solemnly, "Think of your mother, think of Alice Robinson."
"I only want you."
No sooner had the words fallen, Howard Geoffrey had deftly lifted Rebecca Quentin’s other leg as well.
The posture between them suddenly became extremely ambiguous...
She, because her body was elevated, naturally entwined around his neck, and his hands supported her hips, forcing her legs to wrap around both sides of his body.
"Put me down, quickly put me down!"
Howard Geoffrey did not heed Rebecca Quentin’s words, he hugged Rebecca Quentin, and the two of them instantly fell onto the only large bed in the room.
With her body in contact with the soft bed, it should have been a feeling of security, yet Rebecca Quentin was tense and holding her breath because of Howard Geoffrey’s heavy body pressing down on her.
Afraid she couldn’t bear it, Howard Geoffrey slightly propped himself up, and kisses poured down overwhelmingly onto her neck.
Rebecca Quentin continuously turned her head, her hand hitting his back, "Stop..."
Howard Geoffrey was like a wild beast just released from a cage, having finally caught its prey, his desire was unleashed...
The next day, just as the sky was beginning to brighten.
Rebecca Quentin’s long lashes fluttered, slowly waking from sleep.
At the moment her eyes opened, her gaze met that familiar handsome face.