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!"

all over, only to find her hands and feet bound, unable to

despair as the man's filthy hand roamed her body, filling her veins with the

"Don't?"

lips as he whispered in her soft ear, his breath heavy with desire." When you say this to your fiance, doesn't it mean you're trying to play hard to get? You've lived with a man for so long. Haven't you tried everything by

shook her head vigorously, tears brimming in her eyes, trying to

"Don't push your luck!"

his true nature showing as he slapped

abandoned by the Hoffman family. The Solloways graciously took you in. Yet, you dare to cheat on me with another man? Do you think that the

onto the bed, pinning Carrie's delicate body 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

pearls. Struggling, she cried

deranged mind, her resistance only fueled

delicate face ignited a dark fire within him. It made

the evil desires of his youth finally

belt, the bedroom