Let Me Stay The Night

“I’m not clinging to him! You have misunderstood the situation!” Christina glared at Nathaniel, infuriated. Do I look like the type of woman who would cling to men whenever I feel like it?

The excellent impression he left on her earlier vanished inn an instant.

The scene of Francis and Christina standing close together repeated in Nathaniel’s mind as he peered at her with stifled emotions. “Promise me you won’t see him again.” This is her last chance!

“No. I’m not your belonging or your puppet!” The resolution in Christina’s eyes stung him.

It was as though a ball of fire was burning his body and rationality from the inside.

Once again, he clutched Christina’s neck tightly while he shoved his other hand to her back. She was thin, so he could feel her spine as he brushed his fingers over her fair, tender skin.

“You’re a lunatic! An animal! Release me!” Christina glowered at him. Unfortunately, he had transformed into a beast of rage, unable to listen to even a word she said.

“You forced me to do this!” Without hesitation, Nathaniel shredded her thin coat apart. When a cold gust swept through her dress, she trembled.

Powerless as an ant, she could do nothing to escape him. “I’m disappointed in you, Nathaniel.”

“Since you’ll never have any hope for me no matter what I do, I rather not waste my efforts anymore!” Nathaniel bit her neck, causing her to release a muffled grunt and weep.

He paused as her sobbing kept plucking on his nerves.

Suddenly, Christina heard people approaching them and was emotionally stung by their laughter and chatter.

At that moment, she only had a thin dress on her. Additionally. Nathaniel had lifted her skirt to her thigh.

She couldn’t help but wonder what others would think if they saw her messy hair, torn coat, and teary countenance.

“Leave,” Nathaniel barked coldly just as the approaching group was only a few steps away from the fake mountain.

The group of strangers promptly halted their steps. It wasn’t difficult to guess what a man and woman. were doing at an obscure corner.

rapidly

black coat, glanced at her,

by, the

the coat away. After composing

in the sky, she wasn’t in

mood was a stark contrast to the

waiting for a while when Christina arrived at the car. If Nathaniel hadn’t snatched her bag away, she

tense as the couple didn’t speak

the back. They seemed happy when they

was the first to

fun today?”

replied before rushing upstairs.

with a scowl. “Mr.

supper upstairs,” requested Nathaniel without slowing his steps

the bite wounds on her

a long-sleeved nightgown and drying her hair, she

prepared supper, Mrs. Hadley. Would you like some?” The housekeeper was instructed not to

“Sure,” answered Christina.

laid the bowl of food on the table and left.

Christina recalled she hadn’t eaten anything for the day as she spent

the coffee table, she finished the oatmeal

the fake mountain as she lay on the bed. A wave of humiliation washed over her,

the door and strolled into the

the corner of the bed like a cooked prawn while her black hair rested on the side like seaweed. In his eyes, she was

her body had been kicked off

faintly illuminated her furrowed eyebrows. She looked

covered her body gently. Then, he