Chapter 84

Millie at last snapped to her senses, and tears filled her eyes as the blood drained from her face. She struggled under Pierce's hold and urged, "Let go of me right now, Pierce! Do you even know what you're doing? This is rape!"

"Rape?" Pierce repeated incredulously. He snorted and pointed out, "You're my wife. No one can fault me for what I'm about to do. This is the price you have to pay for breaking my trust and playing me for a fool!"

Millie stared at him in horror, wondering if this was the same man she had fallen in love with. There was nothing kind or human in his eyes; he looked like a monster.

"Let go of me! Let go—" Her cries were cut off by the sound of ripping cloth, and her shirt came away in shreds.

Pierce's gaze roved over the swaths of unblemished, alabaster skin before him. He couldn't help himself. For a moment, he was transported back in time to that fateful night.

Millie's face was ashen, and her heart grew cold. She felt like she had just plunged into an icy a