Man, what's wrong with you?

"Jeremy, stop it!" Sherry looked at him angrily, feeling helpless and used. He was lowering his head and seductively kissing her body.

"I haven't been with anyone else." His fingers slid across her breasts while he caressed her waist.

There were thin calluses on his hands, and Sherry couldn't stop shuddering under them.

"Did you hear me? Can you stop?" Sherry growled, trying to resist the soft and pleasurable feeling.

Jeremy slightly lifted his torso next to Sherry and stared at her with his charming eyes. She all of a sudden was inexplicably flustered.

"I guess I was wrong. You are clean." He lowered his head and kissed her on the tip of her nose.

Sherry felt the moisture of his lips on her nose. She shoved his chest angrily and said, "I'm not as dirty as you! Now get out!"

Jeremy squinted at her. How could she say he was dirty?

"Here's your chance to explain. How did you get that jewelry?" Jeremy's powerful voice pierced her eardrum.

Sherry's face was still red, but expressionless. "It's none of your business," she said.

After saying that, she turned away from him. She was soon spun around by his powerful hands. "You are mine. Of course it's my business."

The moment she looked at his eyes, the initial anger very quickly turned to disappointment.

already thought that she liked to seduce and use men,

believe what he wanted to. Had he

so I wanted to be

rage made his hand shake on the bedside. He leaned in closer to Sherry and she immediately felt a pressure of his

have more money than him though. Why would you seduce him?" Jeremy was very clearly not buying

rich too. That's why I married you,"

want the truth." He was already on top of her, caressing her face with one

Sherry said slowly and seriously, "I married you because of your money.

of danger,

looking I wouldn't have seen that there are just so many more men that are more interested, richer and better

if he could see her heart and see if she was

as well. At least you're rich so women will always flock

up, Sherry!" Jeremy roared in a low

low bellow stunned Sherry so much that she couldn't

him, pretending to be calm. "I gave you

stopped caressing her face, moved his hand down and

feeling his rough hand on her neck. Heaving a sigh

go? Sherry, you'll never leave

being freed, Sherry breathed a sigh of relief. Her hand clenched on the quilt, she stared at Jeremy, wondering what he

got out of the bed, tidied up his clothes, turned around and said to her, "I'll give

some gifts. He is very kind and