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.

and remembered his bite on

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

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

he replied

at

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

be that tired. You were comfortable yesterday, weren't

so long before all these horrible things even happened. Jacob always cared about her feelings no matter how much he wanted her. Emily was so upset after hearing his words. She knew he was trying to insult her.

of her eyes tightened

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

was very close to her, and apparently he heard what she said. His face darkened

do. He even considered that he should call a

can release you, but then you are responsible to solve this problem, since you

she looked up she saw that the bedsheets were tented between his legs, as if he was demonstrating

up into a scimitar smile and scornfully he said, "I

looked at him incredulously as her

as a cheap fling, a doxy or plaything.

in desperation she had chosen this way to try and solve their problems. Now, though their relationship

seduced him, shouldn't she? In her haste, she had become no different from any of the other women who

she was a common bitch, just like