Chapter 444 Spice Things Up
Diana's eyes widened in shock as she hastily wiped her mouth, her gaze falling on the document in front of her.
Seeing the words "Marriage Certificate" on the cover, she nearly blacked out.
"When did I sign this? This has to be a scam, a fraud!"
But as she flipped through the pages, she saw both their personal information and her signature.
Diana's mind raced, trying to piece it together. The only conclusion she could come to was that Charles had set her up.
He had the power and influence to get a marriage certificate without any trouble.
But now, as the person involved, she was completely unaware.
The anger of being deceived and kept in the dark surged through her, her expression darkening, her gaze sharp enough to kill.
Charles chuckled, opening his arms to her, "Alright, babe, don't be mad. Tonight's our wedding night; we should be enjoying it."
His happiness was genuine; Diana was finally back by his side, as his wife.
She looked especially beautiful tonight, and the moment he saw her, his heart skipped a beat, drawing him closer.
But now, Diana was clearly furious, having just overturned the romantic candlelit dinner in front of them.
The dishes shattered on the floor, the barely touched food mixed together, looking rather disgusting.
But aside from this, there seemed to be nothing she could do to change the situation, unless she could hack into the government system and change their marriage information to divorce.
But the focus wasn't on the information; no matter what, Charles would find a way to keep her by his side.
"Are you full? You were so hungry, how will you have the energy later if you eat so little?"
In contrast to her anger, Charles sat calmly across from her, still smiling despite her actions.
Diana didn't catch the hidden meaning in his words, her chest heaving, a wave of heat rising from deep within her body.
She opened her mouth to curse, but instead let out a soft gasp, her body uncontrollably falling backward.
She managed to grab the chair in time to keep herself from falling.
Diana initially thought it was just anger making her body hot, but now she felt the heat crashing through her, her limbs weak and unsteady.
Something was wrong; she needed to leave immediately.
Diana shook her head with effort, turning to head for the door.
Her mind felt muddled, her body overly sensitive, even the fabric of her dress brushing against her skin made her tremble, almost bringing her to her knees.
She had barely taken two steps before she stumbled and fell to the ground.
A tall shadow loomed over her, Charles' mocking voice coming from behind, "Why did you fall? Come here, let me see what's wrong."
Diana propped herself up, turning her head, her eyes uncontrollably red. Tears glistened in her eyes, as if she was about to cry.
"What did you do to me? I'm so hot."
Her voice lost its usual authority, sounding more like a plea.
So hot! So hot!
Diana's mind screamed, her hands tugging at her neckline, trying to remove the bothersome dress, but it was fastened at the back, and her efforts only reddened her neck without any success.
Besides the annoying heat, her vagina was wet, itching deep inside.
She wanted to have sex.
The thought hit her, and Diana realized this bastard had drugged her!
No wonder she felt so confused and unsatisfied.
He placed a hand on her arm, the cool touch making Diana shiver with comfort, instinctively wanting to get closer.
But her rationality quickly took over, and she recoiled from his hand, pushing herself back two steps.
"Get away! You despicable scumbag!"
Charles crouched down, seeing her flushed skin, knowing the drug was taking effect.
Tonight was their wedding night; he certainly didn't want the bride to run away.
It was just a little something to spice things up, it wouldn't harm her.
His pants were already noticeably bulging from his erection, but he patiently waited for Diana to come to him.
"A little surprise, do you like it? It's similar to the drug you gave me the first time we were together."
Diana's brow furrowed, old memories resurfacing, leaving her a bit dazed.
But she quickly remembered, she was a victim back then too!
"It wasn't me, it was Clara Williams! She wanted to be with you, but I happened to pass by..."
Before Diana could finish, Charles interrupted with a stern face, "That's not important. What's important is that we're destined to be together."
She almost forgot he was a lunatic.
Diana bit her lip, pinching her thigh to clear her mind a bit.
She slowly got up, ignoring Charles, heading for the door.
She knew the door wouldn't open, but anywhere was safer than being near Charles.
"There's no other way to cure it except having sex with me."
Charles didn't chase her, instead sitting on the couch. He was like a lion hunting on the prairie, patient enough to wait for his prey to come to him.
Diana initially scoffed at his words, but after a few steps, her legs trembled uncontrollably.
She practically crawled to the door, curling up in the corner, trying to endure the waves of heat.
She couldn't go back, couldn't let him win.
Diana closed her eyes, repeatedly reminding herself.
It wasn't about having a high moral standard, but purely because she couldn't stand Charles' manipulative ways.
She'd rather have sex with any random man than with Charles.
She bit her lip, clenching her legs, trying to find some relief through friction.
But her small movements were quickly noticed by him.
Charles stood up, slowly approaching the cornered Diana.
This time, she didn't even have the energy to curse him, all her focus on her body, every little stimulus driving her crazy.
He reached out, touching her exposed shoulder. His rough, cool palm made her shiver, and she instinctively leaned in for more.
But even in her desire, her actions were restrained.
She grabbed Charles' hand, pressing her burning cheek against his palm, rubbing like a kitten.
But as his body heat rose, Diana quickly pushed him away, pressing herself against the door, losing the submissive posture she had moments ago.
Charles found it amusing.
He knelt down, encircling her in his arms.
Diana buried her head in her knees like an ostrich, ignoring his actions.
The next moment, Charles left a hot, suggestive kiss on the back of her neck.
Like a stamp, he kissed from her neck to her earlobe.
His hot breath hit her ear, making Diana shrink further.
"So cold, huh? You don't feel anything even like this?"
Charles' mocking voice sounded in her ear.
The next moment, she gasped sharply, pushing away the nibbling Charles.
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