Aurora's kisses landed on Theodore's face again and again, but he gave her no response. He simply laid there unmovingly like a puppet.

Aurora started tearing his suit away from him like a mad woman.

"Theodore Spencer, you're not a man! You're not!"

She did all she could to try to tempt him.

But even after all their clothes were in disarray and after leaving her marks on his hard chest, he expressed no emotions and gave no response whatsoever.

The scene looked very much like she was forcing herself on him.

Aurora sat on him, staring at him with tears streaming down her face.

"Is Rosalie Young the only woman you'll respond to in this entire world?" she cried.

Theodore finally shifted his gaze to Aurora. He lifted a hand, gently wiped the tears from her face, and finally spoke.

"What's the point?"

me, won't you? I'm begging you... Even....even if you throw me aside like a tool afterward. As long

go on like this any further. He was losing all hope in life. If her body could distract him from his sorrow and

the looks of it,

to each other. His long,

he grabbed her waist today, as if venting his

the bruise gently.

he touched a sensitive

head.

would hurt her. Even if

her

you say it doesn't hurt?" Theodore said

wept, her face turning red with indignance. "Why

I

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