After Scarlett hurled the insults at Jonathan, she could almost hear him grinding his teeth in anger. That was a sign that she might be handled roughly later. But that didn't come as a surprise because Jonathan had been torturing her in the same manner all along. Feeling desperate, she closed her eyes and submitted herself to what would come next. At first, she expected him to slap her furiously after hearing her insults, but instead of that, he aggressively kissed her all over the body. Somehow, she felt incredibly vexed by Daphne's scent on his body."Jonathan Leonard! Get lost! Get away from me! You make me sick. Get lost now!" She wiggled to free herself as though she could not bear his presence for a second longer. Alas, her action further triggered him. Slowly losing his control, he ripped her clothes and pressed himself against her to stop her from breaking free.For a short moment, his rage-filled eyes looked dazed at the sight of her seductive body. However, her disgusted exp
Even though Scarlett knew that leaving was not an option, she had to ask because she was obsessed about leaving, a thought that mattered so much to her. Jonathan was a devil in her eyes. If it weren't for him, she could have lived a happy life with Justin without even getting married.She woke up early the next morning because Jonathan rose early. He seemed to have forgotten about the incident from the night before and looked refreshed, nothing like the man who inflicted torture on her. Anyway, she wouldn't want to go against him, not because he instilled fear in her last night, but because she learned that the more she fought against him, the more he clung to her. She had probably used the wrong tactic against him all along. She shouldn't have rebelled. Perhaps, if she acted demure and obedient like the other women, nothing would have happened between Jonathan and her. He might even grow tired of her after a few days. By then, she would not even need to be let go or "discarded like tr
Jonathan brushed his fingers against the smooth skin on her cheek with a straight face. He joked, "What? Don't you know that you have to send me to work as well?"She silently cast a glance at him and followed closely behind him like a dutiful wife. He was surprised at how long she went without speaking and chuckled because he found it rather hilarious. "Wow, Scarlett, that was impressive. I'd love to see how long you'd last without speaking. You've been like this the entire morning. Are you putting on a silent protest?"She was really something. He had never seen her in this hilarious situation before. She had learned to utilize silent protests against him. No matter what he said or did to her, she would give no response, just like an empty husk. Her lack of reaction bugged him immensely.However, she easily ignored his question, which only turned his rage up a notch. He pressed her against the wall, thinking that he might break her calm by kissing her.She put on an even more stoic e
The opulent surroundings added to Scarlett's discomfort, making her feel like a fish out of water. It was dinner time when the men finally wrapped up their discussion. Oddly, Mr. Weissman might have been warned off by Jonathan because he had stopped openly leering at her. Although she felt more at ease, she wondered if Jonathan had pulled something on Mr. Weissman. Not only did Mr. Weissman treat her with more respect, but he also looked meek throughout dinner as well.She silently grumbled at having to witness the drama between the two men. Even though she was clueless about their dynamic, she assumed they must have been bound by a business relationship in which Jonathan had the upper hand.Even though a feast was laid out for her, she had no appetite at all. She wished that the dinner would end soon so she'd be free from boredom. However, time ticked away at its usual pace.Noticing her bored expression, Jonathan thought she was being a Debbie Downer. Irked at her lack of enthusiasm
Mr. Weissman did not know the severity of the consequences that awaited him, but his desire had overrun his rationality at this point. He never thought of himself as a beast, though. Most men, he believed, would be interested in a charming woman like Scarlett. It'd be abnormal not to react to her beauty.Although the thought of Jonathan's threatening gaze sent some shivers down his spine, he was overtaken by his desire and threw himself at a dumbstricken Scarlett. Thankfully, she was not too deep under the influence of alcohol yet and reflexively dodged the advance of the sleazy man. He did not even have a chance to touch her, and he almost fell flat on the ground.However, his determination remained unshaken. His yearning for Scarlett was the only thought in his mind. Even after she dodged his touch, he still went up to her with a lewd smile on his face that made her tremble. Slowly, she stumbled back into the restroom. She ran out of ideas on how to escape. Never had she imagined tha
Unfortunately, Mr. Weissman asked the wrong man for help. Jonathan was even angrier at Mr. Weissman, and he punched Mr. Weissman in the face, leaving the man bleeding and confused. "Mr. Leonard, w-what are you doing?"Soon after, Mr. Weissman was kicked hard by Jonathan, which only added to his confusion. He no longer saw Jonathan as the man he used to respect. At that moment, Jonathan seemed like a different person altogether.Jonathan was finally satisfied after he left Mr. Weissman immobile on the floor. He thought, "Son of a bitch! How dare he lay a finger on my woman?"When he turned around, he saw Scarlett slumped on the ground as she succumbed to the influence of alcohol. Her dazed eyes were sparkling, and he almost forgot to breathe for a moment. The woman was a vixen, he decided, as he felt a heat rising in his body.Although Jonathan did not drink much that night, he felt as though he was under the influence—under Scarlett's influence. Feeling unsettled because of the heat, h
Scarlett paled as Celeste's footsteps drew closer. If Celeste entered, she would walk in on Scarlett and Jonathan, who were both naked in bed. Scarlett's heart pounded hard. She didn't want to hurt a nice young lady like Celeste, who was deeply in love with Jonathan. She wouldn't want Celeste to be heartbroken over Jonathan's infidelity.The events of last night introduced a new thrill to her, but she regretted it immensely and wished that she could turn back time and undo everything from yesterday. The only thing she could do was to put a stop to this wicked affair to avoid hurting the innocent.Her eyes darted left and right in search of a good place to hide. Before she could do so, Jonathan saw through her and pinned her underneath him with an amused smile. "This is no big deal. Are you feeling guilty? It's okay. If I don't give a damn, you shouldn't either."Feeling ashamed and humiliated, she attempted to push him off her. Unlike him, she wasn't shameless enough to keep her calm w
"Johnny, I'm yours. Sooner or later, no matter how unwilling you are to see it, I will be yours. You can't run away from that. And I don't want to wait any longer!" Celeste's voice trembled, hoarse from nervousness. With no regard left for anything else—not her reputation as a lady, nor her family's prestige—she unbuttoned her shirt in front of him with the sole hope that Jonathan would love her properly once.But instead of what she had hoped, Jonathan stopped her, displeasure framing his features. He didn't know how to tell her this, but he was apathetic toward her, regardless of what she did. While her tender, fair skin was on par with Scarlett's, it did nothing to stir his desire. It was simply the inexplicable nature of feelings—they could never be fabricated. Pretending to like someone he didn't truly like would only make matters worse for the both of them.Initially, Jonathan had thought that whoever he married didn't matter, for it was a ritual he had to undergo sooner or later