Chapter 931 I’m Nothing Like You
Waverly was frightened. She didn't care about her mouth and immediately pushed his hand...
Her strength was no match to his. She grunted as her nails dug into his flesh.
Her brows were knitted tightly. He had hurt her badly, and she wanted him to feel the agony of pain too.
Joseph stared at her and exerted more strength to his hand as if he was reaching for her soul.
Waverly gritted her teeth and moved her face away. She lunged forward, aiming for his neck.
Joseph saw through her and grabbed her face. Waverly scratched him on the face.
Joseph flinched, and a piercing light flashed in her eyes. He was furious. With a strong pull, Waverly stumbled and was thrown into the spring.
Waverly took the opportunity to slap him in the face, and three streaks of blood immediately appeared on his face.
Joseph was infuriated.
As Waverly turned around, Joseph pulled himself up on the edge of the pool and grabbed both her hands. Once he was ready, he pulled her down hard onto his lap.
Waverly felt a quick sensation of pain. It felt as though her brain was completely torn apart.
Wasn't the second time not supposed to hurt?
Why did it hurt all the same? It felt as though she was hit by the waves over and over again, and she was blown into smithereens.
She tried to get up, but Joseph put his arm around her waist and pressed her down forcefully.
Waverly squirmed, furious. She screamed for a minute and the veins on her neck and arms were bulging. For some reason, screaming helped her to overcome the torture that she was suffering at that moment.
Her body and mind were at peace.
She knew that no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't change the fact that he had forced himself on her.
She knew that no matter how hard she struggled, she would not be able to escape.
The more unwilling she was, the more excited Joseph would be.
The more pain she was in, the happier Joseph would be.
She was already in so much pain. There was no need for him to build his happiness on her suffering.
Waverly changed her mind. She turned around and kissed Joseph's lips.
Joseph was shocked. His back stiffened, and his grip loosened. Waverly tried to get up once she felt his hands off her.
Joseph immediately carried her up and had her face him.
Waverly put her arms around his neck, embarrassed. Her face turned red as she pressed her lips tightly.
Joseph stared at her, sweat dripping down from his forehead.
All she could do was wait. She could only wait for him to finish. Only then would she be freed from the hands of this demon.
She remembered how fast he was in the afternoon. It only took five minutes. However, he was taking his time now. It was so slow that she began to feel tired.
"Waverly, do you feel good? As long as you feel good, I will let you off now," Joseph murmured.
She was still pressing her lips tightly. She remained quiet. Her cold eyes were like icicles that could pierce other people's hearts.
Joseph smirked and he looked extremely diabolical, "It feels pretty good to me. Also, there's something I want to tell you. Bellamy will be going to Z Country tomorrow, and there are terrorists who want to kill him. Do you think that he will live or die?"
Waverly's eyes widened in surprise, "Are you telling the truth?"
"Just wait for the news tomorrow, then you'll know whether what I said is true," Joseph said confidently.
"Are they part of your arrangement?" Waverly asked doubtfully.
"Of course not. Only ordinary people would do such a thing. I found out when they asked me for weapons," Joseph said and sat down.
Waverly relaxed a little when they got into the water, but her back was still stiff.
He stopped and looked at her with suspicion, "Are you going to call Bellamy?"
Waverly did not speak. She did not think that Joseph would be so kind as to help her. After all, he and Bellamy were enemies.
"I'm done. I'm giving you a chance to send a message," Joseph said evilly. He looked at Waverly with provocation and did not hide the contempt in his eyes.
Waverly clenched her fists, and her gaze became even more piercing. She smiled and put her arm on his shoulder, "If you think that the terrorists could bring Bellamy down, then you're underestimating him. Didn't you know that many wanted him dead? Isn't he still alive and well now?"
"You don't trust the Mccarthy family's weapon, do you? They have the latest weapons. It could bring ten Bellamys down, let alone one," Joseph said deliberately,
"I seemed to have overestimated your intelligence. Your weapon is going to murder the President of A Country. Do you think that Jasper will let you go? I promise you, even you have ten lives, you will be dead," Waverly said firmly.
Joseph gritted his teeth and held Waverly's waist forcefully, "Are you that eager to see me die?"
"I'm reminding you. By the way, you've shrunk," Waverly said coldly.
He smiled maniacally and pressed on the back of her head, forcing her to lower her head. He enveloped her lips and kissed her hard.
However, it didn't take long. It took ten seconds before Joseph finally let go of her and locked her tightly, "Do you know? I like you this way, not willing to admit defeat. Waverly, we're the same."
"I'm nothing like you," Waverly looked at him coldly and said.
He was born to be a king.
She was born to protect others.
He was merciless, ruthless, and emotionless when it came to killing people.
She didn't want to kill anyone. She was empathetic and kind.
Joseph's eyes were red as he looked into her eyes. The muscles in his body were moving rhythmically, and every thrust was targeted to wipe off that proud smirk on her face.
However, she was persistent. She had to protect her pride.
Joseph went on for a long time, and there were a few times that he almost... He would deliberately stop and pause for a long time before going for it again.
An hour passed by the time it was over.
Waverly was out of strength. She lay there and did not want to move.
Joseph didn't leave either. He just held her on his body.
Waverly slapped him.
Joseph held her hand and smirked. He was done with his affair, and he was the one who did all the work. However, he was still strong as he held her head and forced her to lean on his shoulder.
His body was burning, and he had no clothes on.
She had no clothes on either. They were skin to skin, deeply intertwined.
Waverly couldn't overpower him. She lost her strength. As Joseph said, her physical strength was no match for his.
She didn't struggle anymore. She leaned against his body and closed her eyes.
All of a sudden, Joseph stood up with her in his arms. Waverly was shocked. She put her arms around his neck and said unhappily, "What are you doing?"
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