Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 122 Do You Want Me To Make You? I wanted to leave this place.

Caution was key, and I wondered if I’d been too vulnerable around him.

Atlas paused and looked at me.

“What’s the matter? Am I that scary to you?” My face was flushed as I asked, “Who said I’m scared?” Although I put on a tough face, I was in shambles.

“If you were more cautious around that scumbag, you wouldn’t be in this state!” He said, “Don’t worry.

I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.

Unless you want me to…” Atlas remained indifferent to my pleading eyes.

“Lie down! You’ll feel better soon.” His tone softened.

“Do you want me to make you?” I There was no escaping this ordeal.

Good intentions had led me into an awkward spot, and I felt helpless.

I reclined and allowed him to unbutton my

precise and gentle when applying the ointment, but my

He murmured, ‘Relax.

you

It’s not shameful.

breath and strike hard

upper hand.” His words touched me,

him while he

defined nose, and perfectly–styled black

Atlas was stunningly handsome.

used to be the most attractive man to me, but Atlas eclipsed

was no contest–if Matthew was handsome, Atlas was a Greek

seen enough?” It often felt as if he could read my

today!” I closed my eyes and struggled to control my

gullible person I’ve ever

knife to

in foolishness!” Despite the mockery in his tone, his