Yvette's POV.
He walked away once more, as if he believes he can discover another woman capable of managing him!
He belongs to . Whether it's obsession or not, he is mine!
I didn't complete my thoughts; instead, I moved to stand in front of him and kissed him deeply.
It was so fierce that it couldn't be denied. I, Yvette Jennings, CEO of Jennings Group, am asserting my claim over what is mine!
As our lips disconnected, I remarked, "You owe a considerable amount, Owen, and we're heading to my hotel! "
He appeared slightly taken aback, which he should be, as I'm reclaiming him.
Then he responded, "Ms. Jennings, even though we have been given a second chance, you ought to consider your lover Randall because I hold nothing for a woman who abandoned on my deathbed in my previous life; you truly love Randall, so stop pretending. "
This jerk!
Randall possessed dication that could have cured his cancer in our past life. I don't have any affection for that man, but how can I convince him of that?
"Randall was a top-tier doctor in our previous life; he knew how to heal you, and marrying him was solely for your benefit because he understood how to nd your wounds! " I stated. There was a pause of silence between us for a mont.
Then he replied, "No, you're lying; how you threw those divorce papers at back then is proof that you never loved while I was your loyal bootlicker, your simp, your obedient dog trailing behind you, and it was a humiliation I can't forget! "
I was taken aback by his fury as he declared, "Yvette Jennings, all you care about is Randall, and you just despise the fact that I left you without demanding anything in return. But you know what's even more intriguing? "
"I will go and find another woman better than you who can give a child! "
I slapped himhow dare he say that!
He rely smirked as he gazed at , "Well, you and your mother, I've had enough of your gas, Yvette. I respect your grandfather Alex because he has shown kindness to , but if you cross the line. . . "
I kissed him again before he could finish his thought, grabbing his hand and leading him to my Bentley, where I unzipped his pants and discarded my underwear.
As I looked at him and positioned myself on him, "Ahh. . . "
He entered as it was ant to be. . .
He regarded with a blank expression; in our past life, when we shared our intimacy, he looked at as if I was his entire universe, but now those golden eyes are like those of a stranger to .
"Yvette, you know it's not fitting for soone of royal blood like you to do this. . . "
"I don't care, Owen; I want you. Tell , I never cheated; I was loyal, and yet you say you'll have a child with soone else! "
I rode him again, "Ahhhhhhh, you bastard! "
It feels great; I long for him to indulge as he once did, but why does he seem like a stranger now?
I desire his presence not as an alternative but as a partner of equal standing!
"Ahhhhhhh Owen, you feel incredible inside ! "
The car was rocking, but I didn't care if tomorrow's headlines scread that the heiress Jenning was caught with a man in her Bentley during the late hours!
He turned to and said, "I'll vanish from this world and ensure you won't locate . "
I regarded him with a cool deanor, "I challenge you to leave again; no matter where you go, I'll find you! "
Then, all of a sudden, I experienced it, "Ahhhhhhh! "
I climaxed so intensely that the passenger seat beca soaked with my essence, yet he stared at as if I were so kind of spectacle.
That chilling look in his eyes and the seriousness.
His gaze suggested he might truly be
contemplating leaving .
He shoved away, adjusted his pants, and remarked, "You've let down, Ms. Jennings; consider your doctor lover before acting like that. "
He exited the Bentley, leaving behind as if I were so form of tornt to him.
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