Chapter 105

"Get off!"

Aveline glared at him, her beautiful eyes tinged with red. What did he think she was? A tool for him to vent his emotions?

Anger and humiliation surged within her, making her feel utterly miserable. She didn't want him to touch her at all.

His hot breath brushed against her neck, turning her delicate skin a faint shade of pink, making her even more alluring.

Lucas's breathing was heavy and labored, his eyes filled with unquenched desire. But when he saw the cold hatred in her eyes, he froze.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

She hated him?

How could she hate him?

Hadn't she loved him the most before?

For a moment, their breaths were ragged, intertwined, but it didn't create even a hint of intimacy.

It felt like a dead, stagnant pool.

Aveline suddenly shoved him away, got up from the bed, and adjusted her clothes, her voice icy. "Does Miss Winter know about you acting like this? If she did, would she still want you?"

How could he be so despicable, wavering between two women?

This was no

Not at all.

Lucas she remembered.

she knew would never treat

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