Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 24

Chapter 24 Has He Touched You?

“Sh*t, you don’t want this?” Brendan growled. His hands had turned into fists, and his eyes were nailed on Deirdre.

This woman had scraped her knees for Sterling. Stripped for Sterling. She had no f*cking concept of shame if it meant he would leave that bastard alone. And yet, the moment he wanted her to please him sexually-she balked!

She balked at the thought of pleasing him, Brendan Brighthall! She balked as though she was refusing to court the Devil himself! Did she know just how many women would throw themselves at him and see the invitation as a privilege? So many women would wish they were in Deirdre’s place right now, stripping and teasing and pleasing him!

He laughed mockingly. “God, you’re so pretentious. Fancy yourself a chaste, devoted maiden dying to preserve her purity now?”

Deirdre’s face suddenly paled. A long beat later, she

finally said, “Don’t you feel disgusted by the way I look, Mr. Brighthall? It’s… It’s one thing to make me grovel, but… this? Why must you…?”

Why?

Brendan was a little stunned by her reply. Why? Because he wanted to see if Sterling had carved his mark on any part of her body, that was why! Because he wanted to see if Deirdre was really this shameless! And because…

at her now reminded him of those nights back then… She was

these. Instead, he remained sardonic. “Because you hate every second of this. Every pang

pain was

in desolation. It felt like her

“Come here!” he ordered.

nails into her hands and shuffled her

warmth of his skin. His familiar scent began

lowly specimen like Sterling at a time like this was a test for Brendan’s unremarkable patience. He snapped, swiping every document from the table away, pushing her toward the surface, and pinning

knew how long it

and another dig. “Pfft. You’re so sh*t at this. Didn’t know Sterling liked banging a lifeless

willed herself to stop shaking and picked up her dress on her own. Suddenly, the man grabbed her by the wrist, his grip

to get dressed in pain. “Does it matter? You already

kerosene – fueled heart. He was about to interrogate her further when his

Like a man

her breath shaky. “You have to tell

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