Chapter 1065 Tit for Tat
Daryl's cold gaze fell on Cecilia. Sensing her nervousness, a sneer appeared on his lips. "Come here!"
Hearing this, Cecilia had no choice but to take slow steps until she was three feet away from Daryl and then stopped.
A cold aura emanated from him, making Cecilia shiver involuntarily.
"I said come here!" Daryl's voice suddenly rose.
Cecilia had no choice but to take another step forward.
Unexpectedly, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by his large hand, and with a strong pull, Cecilia fell into his arms.
Cecilia let out a low cry, her hands pressing against Daryl's chest.
Touching his skin, Cecilia suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly withdrew her hands, only to find herself already sitting on his lap.
At this moment, Cecilia dared not move, lowering her head, not knowing what to do.
Daryl's gaze was fixed on Cecilia's skin in his arms, his throat moving slightly.
Cecilia glanced up and suddenly saw his burning eyes staring at her.
Feeling her body tremble slightly, Daryl suddenly said mockingly, "Why pretend to be a pure girl? You should be used to this by now, right?"
Hearing this, Cecilia looked at Daryl in confusion.
Seeing her questioning eyes, Daryl said, "This can't be the first time you've sold yourself, right? Your price must not have been this high before, right?"
Hearing this, Cecilia frowned deeply.
Then, she suddenly pushed Daryl away and stood up.
"Daryl, did you sign the agreement with me just to take revenge and humiliate me?" Cecilia glared at Daryl.
Daryl, however, got out of bed, took a step forward, walked up to Cecilia, and grabbed her chin. Looking down at her, he said, "Cecilia, You want both money and respect. Don't you think you're wishful thinking? When you signed the agreement with me, you were no longer on equal footing with me. You must obey me unconditionally, understand?"
Hearing this, Cecilia's heart felt as if it had been slashed open, bleeding continuously.
Indeed, he was right. When she signed that agreement, she had already sold her body and dignity completely. She indeed had no right to complain about his insults.
The next moment, Cecilia raised her chin and said to Daryl, "You're right!"
After saying that, Cecilia took a step back, spread her arms, and let herself fall onto the big bed behind her.
"What are you doing?" Daryl frowned at Cecilia's actions.
Lying on the soft bed, Cecilia looked at Daryl, expressionless, and said, "I sold my body. Otherwise, you wouldn't have spent so much money on me. I've already cleaned myself up; you can enjoy it as you please!"
After saying that, Cecilia closed her eyes.
Cecilia felt her eyes welling up with tears, but she didn't want Daryl to see. He would definitely call her pretentious, so she closed her eyes.
Hearing this, Daryl's brows furrowed tightly, his eyes glaring fiercely at Cecilia lying on the bed.
After a while, he angrily pressed down on her body and grabbed her wrist tightly. "You make it sound so easy. Tell me, How many men have had sex with you?"
The humiliating words from above made Cecilia feel very uncomfortable.
She knew he must think she was filthy, and he was right; her soul was indeed unclean.
The next moment, Cecilia opened her eyes.
Tears fell onto the sheets, and Cecilia then gave a miserable smile. "I don't think I need to explain it to you? The agreement only states that I belong to you for a year and must listen to you. As for how many men have had sex with me, I don't need to explain. You never said you wanted a woman who hadn't sex, right?"
Cecilia stubbornly looked at the now furious Daryl. She knew her words would anger him, but she had to say them. She knew that angering him would only bring suffering to herself.
Sure enough, Daryl's grip on her wrist was almost crushing.
But Cecilia only frowned, biting her lower lip, without any intention of begging for mercy, not even making a sound.
The more Cecilia acted this way, the angrier Daryl became.
The next moment, Daryl lowered his head and started kissing and biting Cecilia's cheeks and neck.
But Cecilia, like a walking corpse, stared at the ceiling with misty eyes, completely indifferent to Daryl's actions on her body.
After a while, Daryl suddenly stopped all his actions.
Daryl stared at Cecilia for a while, then got up and let go of her wrist.
Looking at Cecilia like a dead fish, Daryl roared, "Who knows how many men have had sex with you before? I'm really afraid of catching something! And you're like a dead fish. I really don't know what your previous backer saw in you. No fun at all. I've never seen such a boring woman!"
Ignoring Daryl's insults, Cecilia slowly got up from the bed, hugged her arms tightly, and said with a pale face, "Are you done? If you're not interested tonight, I'll go rest!"
Seeing Cecilia's expressionless face, Daryl was even more infuriated.
Daryl reached out and threw a glass on the nightstand to the floor.
The glass shattered upon hitting the hard floor.
"Get out!" Daryl then roared at Cecilia.
Glancing at the furious Daryl, Cecilia slowly walked towards the door.
In the process, her slipper touched the glass shards on the floor. The slipper was soft, and when the glass shard pierced her foot, she felt nothing because her heart hurt even more.
After Cecilia left, Daryl, with nowhere to vent his anger, smashed another vase in the room, then walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking one cigarette after another, his eyes filled with uncontrollable rage.
Back in the guest bedroom, Cecilia, with a face ashen, sat by the bed for a long, long time before noticing the blood on her foot. After treating the wound in the bathroom, she knew it would be a sleepless night.
The next morning, Daryl came downstairs while putting on his suit.
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