The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1892

It was damp, dark, and cold...

A musty odor mixed with the intense scent of tobacco struck Carrie as she struggled to open her heavy eyelids. She could not distinguish between dream and reality.

In her daze, she felt a cold, snakelike hand caressing her skin.

"Who are you...?!"

As if escaping from a nightmare, Carrie jolted awake, only to find herself in another terrifying one.

Sitting by her bed, Jason Solloway's pale hand was creeping up her slender ankle, inch by inch, caressing her smooth skin.

"Don't... Don't touch me!"

find her hands and feet bound, unable to

helpless despair as the man's filthy hand roamed her body,

"Don't?"

whispered in her soft ear, his breath heavy with desire." When you say this to your fiance, doesn't it mean you're trying

my fiance... You're not!" Carrie shook her head vigorously,

"Don't push your luck!"

patience, his true nature showing

you think that the Thompson boy will take you in? He's just enjoying the thrill of the chase! I despise Ryan, so I must marry you to make him

under him. He undid his tie, and his eyes were gleaming with unfulfilled desire. "You're no longer a virgin. Ryan has already had his way with you. One more time with me won't make a difference.

trembled uncontrollably, tears rolling down her pale cheeks like broken pearls. Struggling, she cried out with her hoarse voice, "Get off

mind, her resistance only

of her tear-streaked and delicate face ignited a dark fire within him. It made him want to

desires of his

soon as Jason unbuckled his belt,