A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Terence held Julia's hands with one hand, and used the other to violently tear her dress. She shivered at the cold air coming from the air conditioner.

"Terence, please, let me go..." Julia begged Terence again and again. She regretted provoking him.

In response, Terence scowled at her. The more aggrieved she looked, the more satisfied he felt.

"You don't want me to be like this?" he snarled as he pulled her hair and stared at her with cold eyes.

"You hurt me." Julia knew it wouldn't work, but she still resisted, her face turning pale.

"Hurt? A woman as wicked as you know what hurt feels like?" Terence ignored Julia's tears and cries. He was familiar with every sensitive part of her body. As long as he pushed her, she would willingly surrender to him.

Julia knew that Terence was doing this to insult her, but she couldn't control herself.

Terence suddenly stopped and looked at Julia's flushed body under him with disgust. "After so many years, you are still cheap."

Terence removed the last piece of cloth on her body, ready to release his anger. Lightning flash outside the window, followed by the rumbling sound of thunder. Inside, the room temperature continued to rise.

When Terence looked down at Julia, she was as pale as a sheet. Without thinking, he slapped her hard in the face. "Didn't you tell me that you would be a good sex partner? What did you mean by that? I don't think any man would want to sleep with you like this."

"Yes, I won't do that again." Julia hid her face in shame.

Terence was so ferocious this time that when they finished, Julia could barely walk on her own.

hugged her knees, she watched as Terence put on his clothes and

to pack up her things and leave right now. But Terence tore her clothes and she had nowhere to go. She had to swallow her pride and stay at

when her phone started ringing. She looked at

When she got home, she couldn't find Julia

looked around her. After a while, she decided not to tell her agent the truth. She didn't want Consuela

about? We're on

anger. "Now that you've gone out, you won't be able to come home. There are still a lot of reporters outside my house. You should

Julia nodded

Consuela said before sighing heavily once again. "Take care of

softly cried out. "How's the

smile, she promised, "Whatever happens, I will stand with you. Don't worry

Consuela dodged her question, concluding

that

decided to turn her phone

asleep, she woke up the next morning. She vaguely remembered that she had a nightmare, but after

of clean clothes neatly-placed on the bedside table. She looked at them and found that they were

food in

note was as concise as he

gesture. But after enduring so many bad things, she learned to always

could a man like Terence be

Julia went downstairs to find that the fridge was indeed filled