Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 242 Losing Control

The recent struggle had caused her to break out in a fine sweat, and her thin nightgown had been torn open, revealing skin so fair it seemed to glow. Her expression of embarrassment and anger only served to tighten Eric’s stomach as if she were a delicate flower ready to be plucked at will.

The man unabashedly sized her up, his gaze intense, as if he was trying to see right through her.

Eileen didn’t want to look at him. She turned her face toward the heavy curtains. There, where her collarbone delicately dipped, the man leaned over and kissed her again, leaving a trail of marks that belonged solely to harm

Since Mary had left, no matter how much Eileen resisted, she couldn’t avoid what was coming.

In the entire mansion, there were only the two of them.

It seemed as if Eileen fate was sealed. No matter what, she would sull be tainted. Although… Eric wouldn’t proceed to the final step, entering her body, but she was afraid that he would ignite her desire at the slightest touch, making her devoid of any self-control.

When Will left, it seemed as if the entire Swan family had become his.

Eric’s patience was completely worn out.

“Let me choose for you, then. The man had already unbuckled the metal clasp. pulling down the zipper and revealing his unappealing thing. It seemed to touch Eileen’s chin causing her to struggle violently, her face burning. With her eyes closed, she said. “You bastard, get up.”

“Hush, it will be over soon…”

About forty minutes later. Eileen casually grabbed something to wipe off the stuff on her chest and face, then directly tossed it onto his head.

“I really want to kill you, you bastard. Get out of my sight.”

Eric, unfazed, pulled off the shin from his head and tossed it into a corner. Then, bare-bodied, he stood

and effortlessly lifted the girl on the bed into his arms.

up

it. Seizing the opportunity, Eileen ran off the bed from

it was forcefully shut again.

pressed against the door, her exquisite curves

waist…

woman possesses waist dimples, apart from

the business world, having witnessed all kinds of power and transactions. Among all the women he had encountered, none could compare to the

got guts, kicking

and your lineage will end with you. You won’t meet a peaceful

and tilted his head to indulge her fully. With such a fiery temper, it seemed she wouldn’t

her legs around him. “If I

deepening. Eric had never loved her. He had always treated her like a servant, summoning and dismissing

likes is nothing more than

in, nestled between her legs

hour, he continued to move back and forth on

mud, about to

in a complete fog. It must be said, aside from his daily fits of passion. Eric was also quite the master of flirtation…

she resented it, unable to push him away

been asleep for nearly twenty hours, waking up at half past four in the

same bed. Eileen’s back was pressed tightly against his

the window. For some reason, it gave feeling that she

to fall asleep, holding her from behind. Even when she turned over, he would gently guide her back. So, after all these years, she

how could it be easily changed? Eileen turned around,

weren’t for living again. Eileen would have

up at him, observing

moment, the still relatively young Eric’s face overlapped with that of Eric in his middle age.

even more mature. His features were deeper and more captivating, and there was a unique, steady aura about him that not everyone possessed. No matter how dangerous or difficult things got, as long as he

hair. Eric was very disciplined, leading in everything from physique to status. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many outstanding women

make him look

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“Mrs. Snow” who

filled with happiness. Most of the time, they were steeped