Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 134

"Don't leave me hanging like this... it's torture..."

His lips-cool and gentle-brushed against the side of her neck.

Jessica jolted, her hands pressing hard against his chest, trying to push him away.

But to Timothy, every bit of her resistance only read as coy reluctance.

He caught her wrists, pinning both arms above her head.

Getting her to surrender wasn't difficult for him. He always had his ways.

Timothy's expression was soft, but beneath that gentleness ran a current of unyielding dominance.

Jessica saw the storm brewing in his eyes.

She shook her head desperately. This time, after they'd come back to the room, he'd locked every door behind them.

If he truly wanted something from her, there would be no escape.

She was so anxious, tears pricked at her eyes.

Her lashes were damp, her cheeks flushed pink, heartbreakingly lovely and fragile.

take pleasure in overpowering a woman. On the contrary, he valued the experience—he would give

sound of a keycard in the lock. Sheila's hand on the handle-only to find the

immediately hitting the

Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-

forced Timothy to let

unreadable as he

her clothes where Timothy had rumpled them. He

Timothy opened the door.

It was Sheila.

features were frosted over with

"What is it?"

was cool, almost

could tell he wasn't in a good mood. She pressed her lips together, apologetic. "I... did I

car. Sheila had brought her luggage

in his expression thawed just a bit. He walked over, dragged it out,

to stop her from

welled up

a few creases lingered,

dark hair was slightly

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