Regret Came Too Late

Selene stumbled back several steps and was immediately pinned against the sleek black luxury car.

"Damien, that's enough!" she shouted.

The edge of Damien's lips was bleeding from the slap, but he nonchalantly licked

it away and sneered. "I heard you're bringing Vincent to meet the family."

Selene's chest heaved as she gripped the edge of the car door tightly with one hand.

"That's my personal business. I don't need to report it to you."

She took a deep breath, and her tone suddenly softened. "Soon we'll all be family. Don't keep treating him like your enemy. He's going to be your brother-in-law."

Damien suddenly laughed, his gaze darkening.

Selene was actually a little afraid of him losing control.

She frowned and said, "And stop addressing me by my name. It's disrespectful. Just call me 'Sis.' If you keep showing up like this, the rest of the Jensen family will give me trouble again. Damien, stop being so reckless."

She had barely finished speaking when Damien suddenly gripped her wrist and flung her into the car.

Her head hit the seat hard, making her dizzy. Before she could react, he was already on top of her.

"Do you think I'm a pet or something? When you want to get rid of me, you tell me to call you 'Sis,' but when you want me, you wrap your arms around me and call me 'dear.' How am I to know when you're lying or not?"

The car door slammed shut. In the confined space, Damien's presence became overwhelming and aggressive in an instant.

inside the car. Selene tried to get up, but he

breath. "I've said it many times I was drunk that night. It was a

hand tugging down

to slap

"Damien Jensen!" she shouted.

lightly rubbed them. "You say one thing, but

he even finished speaking,

and a bright

terribly-she felt

close. She had always thought.

veet

She neverve

had other thoughts all

truly been drunk, but he wasn't. Did he really

massaged her temples. In the end, her heart softened. She slowly reached out and touched his face, asking, "Does

an emotional bond with the owner over time, much less a brother she grew up

been a

don't you just slap me to death and be done

his sharp tongue and began rummaging through the car for a first aid

no choice but to