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.

remembered his bite on

stop?" He deliberately misinterpreted her words with casual banter. "Since

her cheek, avoiding his kiss and changed the subject, "What

he replied casually.

I am so tired..." She quivered at the memory of his bestial

crying and begging when she was under his body. He couldn't help but bully her again, as much as possible... The pain of

can't be that tired. You were comfortable

before all these horrible things even happened. Jacob always cared about her feelings no matter how

change, and the corners of her eyes tightened as he said, "What happened

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 listening carefully, he might not have heard

close to her, and apparently he heard what she said.

didn't know what to do. He even considered that he should call

can release you, but then you are

that the bedsheets were tented between his legs, as if he was

he said, "I

core and she looked at him incredulously as

he regarded her as a

her anxious, and in desperation 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. This was not the way she wanted

that before she shamelessly seduced him, shouldn't she? In her haste, she

then, that in his eyes, she was a