Chapter 1416

Chapter 1416:

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Jarrod continued until both their lips were bloodied, and the source of the blood became indistinguishable. This mixed blood awakened a wrong desire within both of them.

Caught in his relentless kiss, Nicole let out an involuntary moan, allowing him to explore further, savoring what he took for submission.

Finally, Nicole managed to free her arms and pushed Jarrod hard, slapping him in the face.

Jarrod staggered back, a handprint left on his face.

“Jarrod, you're crazy!” Nicole growled, her voice filled with disgust.

Nicole expressed her disdain vividly, unable to accept the fact that the man had kissed her. She wanted to wipe her mouth, but circumstances did not allow it.

Nicole's reaction elicited nothing but a mocking laugh from Jarrod.

"Isn't it too late to express your disgust?"

Jarrod loosened the tie he had fastened this morning, approaching her with a wild and unrestrained attitude. “Last night I was by your side, even using your legs…”

His gaze went to her long, slender legs. “Don't you want these legs too?”

A flush of pallor washed over Nicole's face. The strange sensation she had felt earlier and the red handprint on her waist suddenly made horrible sense. Jarrod had taken liberties with her while she was unconscious. He had truly gone mad.

“You are vile! You are beyond shameless. You are despicable!” Nicole launched a barrage of insults at him. Feeling that her previous slap had been insufficient, she attempted another, but Jarrod grabbed her hand.

Jarrod pinned his arms against the wall, their foreheads and noses almost touching. "If I were

In fact, all of those things, the events of last night would have ended very differently. Do you understand?

His hands gripped hers tightly, their fingers intertwined. He gradually moved closer to Nicole’s face and murmured, “That kiss earlier was to settle the score from last night. What follows now is my demand.”

Nicole looked at him suspiciously. “What else do you intend to do to me?”

“What else was I supposed to do? It’s obvious, isn’t it?” Jarrod’s gaze narrowed as he leaned closer to her and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you.”

The kiss that followed was invasive, more fierce and fervent than before.

This new kiss made the previous one seems the same in comparison.

Nicole's eyes snapped open as she pounded on Jarrod's chest, struggling against him. She left red marks on his back and neck with her nails, but he seemed indifferent to the pain. He pushed her hard onto the bed, pinning her down with his body, leaving her no chance to fight back.

His kisses intensified, from her lips to her neck, each one imbued with intoxicating desire. His hands wandered from her hair to more sensitive areas, touching her without restraint.

Their intertwined limbs and labored breathing sounded like those of a man consumed by passion.

Nicole was caught off guard. She panicked when Jarrod's behavior turned unexpectedly aggressive. He had been distancing himself from her lately. His sudden change of attitude disconcerted her.

Breathing heavily, Jarrod finally released Nicole, his eyes alight with desire. “You are my condition. Surrender to me and I will acknowledge you as Austin’s mother.”

Nicole's jaw dropped. She couldn't understand what Jarrod meant by "letting her be Austin's mother." Austin was his biological son. What was Jarrod trying to imply?

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