Chapter 372

Chapter 372 Bound by His Tie Caroline shrank into herself, trying desperately to resist.

But it was useless.

With one hand, David effortlessly locked both of her wrists in his grip.

Then, he pressed his knee against her leg, pinning her completely.

Two simple moves–and she was completely under his control.

“No... no!” Caroline shook her head wildly. “David, if you do this to me, I—I’ll.....”

“Hmm?” His voice was dangerously low. “You’ll what?”

“I’ll bite my tongue–I’ll kill myself!”

She would rather die than be humiliated like this!

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Finished David raised an eyebrow. “Bite your tongue?” A slow smirk spread across his lips. “That’s a good reminder. I almost forgot.” His voice was smooth, mocking. “Caroline, do you really think I’d let you die? And under me, of all places?”

A chill shot down her spine.

Her heart pounded violently in her chest. “You... you...”

Before she could finish, David reached for his tie, the same one he had worn earlier that day.

Rolling it into a tight bundle, he pressed it between her lips, silencing her.

“There,” he murmured. “Now you won’t be able to do anything foolish.”

Caroline’s eyes widened in terror.

Muffled sounds escaped her throat, but nothing clear came through.

She shook her head violently, panic filling her gaze, her body twisting beneath him in one last desperate attempt to fight back.

But there was no way out.

Tears slid silently down her cheeks.

She had tried to fight. She had done everything she could.

And yet... David was still going to have his way.

There was no escaping this night.

“This is... an interesting change,” he mused, looking at her. “Don’t you think?”

Caroline could only glare, her hatred burning through her tear–filled eyes.

Her entire body was restrained. The only thing left that she could move was her gaze.

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Finished necessary. But no... You just had to fight me at every turn. That’s alright, Caroline.” His voice dropped into something disturbingly soft. “Next time, I’ll be gentler. Next time, we’ll try something different.”

“Mmmph! Mmm... mmph!” Caroline sobbed into the gag, her head tossing side to side, tears streaking down her face. Her long hair clung to the pillow, disheveled and messy. Her nose was red, her eyes swollen, her lips trembling.

“Don’t cry.” David wiped the corner of her eye with his thumb. “You look so pitiful like this... almost makes me want to hold you closer.”

But no matter how many times he wiped, her tears wouldn’t stop.

Instead of frustration, he simply leaned down and kissed them away.

A touch that should have been warm and affectionate felt nothing but suffocating to Caroline.

She despised him.

She loathed him with everything she had. She couldn’t speak, but her expression made it clear–disgust, hatred, and fury burned in her gaze.

David saw it.

“Do you hate me?” he asked.

Caroline nodded.

“If I let you go, would that change?”

She nodded again.

A bitter smirk tugged at his lips.

“But what do I gain from that?” he murmured. “You’ll never love me anyway.”

His lips met hers before she could even react.

Her tears continued falling, but he didn’t care.

At this moment, he only cared about one thing–making her his.

With a flick of his fingers, the main lights went out, leaving only the dim bedside glow.

The atmosphere was set. Outside, the sky had started to lighten, but the night wasn’t over yet.

Caroline clenched her eyes shut, trembling. She couldn’t move. But she felt it all–every touch, every kiss, every burning trace of him against her skin.

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