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!"

Carrie trembled all over, only to find her hands and

man's filthy hand roamed her

"Don't?"

teasingly brushing his 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

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

"Don't push your luck!"

true nature

another man? Do you think that the Thompson boy will take you in? He's

climbed 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

her pale cheeks like broken pearls. Struggling, she cried out with her hoarse voice,

Jason's deranged mind, her resistance only fueled

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

his youth finally

as Jason unbuckled his belt, the bedroom door suddenly flung