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!"

to find her

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

"Don't?"

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

head vigorously, tears brimming in her eyes, trying to

"Don't push your luck!"

patience, his true nature showing as

you dare to cheat on me with another man? Do you think that the Thompson boy will take you in? He's

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

down her pale cheeks like broken pearls. Struggling, she cried out with her hoarse voice, "Get off me...

her

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

desires of his youth finally find

Jason unbuckled his belt, the bedroom door