A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

They stared at each other in a mutual deadlock for a moment, and then Jacob asked coldly, "Do you even know what you are doing?"

Wordlessly, she stood facing him like a lifeless marionette waiting for its master.

"Do I usually indulge you this much?" He frowned at her helpless state, and he was tempted to throw her onto the bed again and give her some more lessons. Instead he continued in a frigid tone, "Do you think I will feel sympathy for you when you behave like this? If you don't want to wear shoes, then do as you like."

His grim expression predicted that he was about to lose his temper. As she was about to respond, he suddenly crouched down.

He took her slender white ankle in his warm hand. The skin touching hers was slightly rough and it gently grazed along her dorsum.

"What are you doing, huh? Wear shoes!"

Probably because he had never served a person in this way, and because he was always the one who was being served, he didn't use a polite tone of voice. Strangely, he had no objection to his own conduct as he slipped her foot into the shoe.

It was as if he had done it before.

His large hand closed over her slender ankle, gently stroking her skin, and his face grew hot again.

"Forget it. Don't wear it then."

Before she could speak, she was thrown on the bed again. The large bed was so soft that she almost bounced off it.

As soon as she sat up, his strong body bent forward and he kissed her neck, at precisely the place he had bitten her.

pain and remembered his

with casual banter. "Since you asked,

turned her cheek, avoiding his kiss and changed the subject,

he replied casually.

quivered at the memory of

his body. He couldn't help but bully her again, as much as possible... The pain of his memories, and the fire in

be that tired. You

feelings no matter how much he wanted her. Emily was

the corners of her eyes tightened as he

just tired. Can I take a break?" she asked in a small voice, a voice filled with fatigue. She spoke so softly that, had he not been

to her, and apparently he heard what she said. His face

the circumstance, he didn't know what to do. He even considered that he should call a doctor to

said, "I can release you, but then you are

looked up she saw that the bedsheets were tented between his legs, as if he was demonstrating with her! She objected

a scimitar smile and scornfully he said, "I don't mind if you

looked at him

that he regarded her as a cheap fling, a doxy

she had chosen this way to try and solve their problems. Now, though their relationship had changed, it had not done so for the better.

before she shamelessly seduced him, shouldn't she? In her haste, she had become no

then, that in his eyes, she was a common bitch, just