Chapter 421 The Small Garden, He Uses Brute Force

Sean's brow showed a hint of subtle pleasure, even though he knew Ashley was just joking.

"I invited you before, but you turned me down. Ms. Astor, staying at Sky Balance Law Firm, I won't force you. If there's a chance to work with you, I'd be more than happy."

Lynn's eyes widened again. What? Sean had actually invited Ashley?

It wasn't that Ashley applied, but she was invited?

Damian had just put Evelina in the car and found an excuse to come back, almost as if possessed, returning to the same spot.

Unexpectedly, just as he got within earshot, Ashley said that.

She wanted to work at Justice Peak Law Firm? Assist Sean?

To get close to him?

Once this thought formed, it was like a torrential flood, breaking down the defenses in his heart layer by layer.

He had even come back specifically to find her, what a fool!

The phone in Ashley's hand suddenly rang. She thought it was Hannah, but when she saw the name, her smile froze at the corners of her mouth.

Instinctively, she looked around.

But there was no sign of Damian.

Not daring to reject his call, Ashley temporarily stepped out of the conversation, walked several steps away, and answered, "Mr. Hearst, what is it?"

Damian only said two words, "Walk straight."

Straight ahead was a rose garden, surrounded by rose, with scattered pines and cypresses, a popular spot for couples to date. Damian's tall, cold, and noble figure stood behind the green cypress, amidst the light green fragrance, his elegant attire adding to his noble aura, like a royal heir from the Middle Ages.

Ashley took a deep breath, "Mr. ..."

Before she could say the second word, a large hand roughly grabbed her waist, pulling her into an embrace as if to crush her!

The breath on her lips was hot and impatient, releasing a unique male pheromone. It seemed that just rubbing against her was not enough. One hand locked her waist, not allowing her to struggle, while the other pinched her chin, forcing her to stand on tiptoe to meet him. As she struggled to breathe, he took the opportunity to invade her mouth.

The nibbling turned into plundering, like an army breaking through, determined to destroy and conquer the enemy's city.

Ashley's mind went blank under his assault, the burning heat almost melting her lips. Suddenly, a breeze hit her back; he had unzipped her dress with one hand and was now roaming her back with his large hand.

Ashley struggled desperately, but his iron grip gave her no room to escape. Instead, he became more aggressive, moving from her lips to her ears, sucking and leaving his marks.

Ashley finally had her mouth free to protest, but no sound came out. Under his fierce teasing, her voice broke, her body trembled, her knees went weak, and she could only cling to him.

It was no longer resistance, but more like the satisfied purr of a wild cat.

Ashley tightly closed her mouth in panic, not allowing herself to make such shameful sounds again.

Damian, however, playfully licked her earlobe and teased, "Cry out, You clearly enjoy it, why not cry out?"

Cry out? Damn it.This was a public place; someone could come by at any moment. If they were seen... how could she live with that?

"I didn't!" she instinctively denied.

But her voice betrayed her.

Damian's large hand continued to wander on her smooth back, evilly lingering on the clasp, his fingertip tapping lightly, "Ms. Astor is truly radiant today, charming beyond measure, making those young men at Law and Politics University lose their minds."

He saw it, he definitely saw it.

Ashley's cheeks flushed, her throat tight and dry, "Why are you here for the lecture?"

"If I didn't come, how could I appreciate Ms. Astor's charm?"

Damian's dangerous eyes sparkled, reflecting her small figure, the green as the background, she as the foreground, his deep eyes like a magical ancient well, making her want to sink in.

"Didn't you leave with Evelina? Why did you come back?"

Damian lifted his long leg, pinning her slender leg, his lips moving from her ear to her neck, his tongue sliding over, leaving a warm, wet trail, "Why do you think?"

He hadn't wanted to treat her this way, but seeing her smile so brightly in front of Sean made him lose control.

All his thoughts boiled down to one: take her! Ruthlessly!

Crush her in his body, not allowing her to smile at anyone else like that.

He wanted to make her cry, to hurt so much under him that she begged for mercy, cried, and couldn't get up again!

Ashley's eyes widened, grabbing the edge of his suit jacket, her lips biting a corner, "Didn't you say the weekend? I'll come over on the weekend, but now... now is not the time."

Was she finally panicking?

Wasn't she stubborn? Wasn't she capable?

Damian's hot breath tangled with hers, his fingers circling her chin and collarbone, "Whether it's the time or not, you don't get to decide."

Ashley tightened her legs, trying to hide her already exposed emotions.

Damian's leg was so close to hers, he could obviously feel what Ashley was doing. She was shy, but he continued, his knee prying open her closed gap, intruding into her safe zone, "Did you miss me?"

He asked her in a low, hoarse voice.

Ashley's ears buzzed, her mind a mess.

Did she miss him?

What kind of question was that?

And her instinctive reaction almost made her say "yes."

She remained silent, only her eyes shifting.

Damian frowned, opened his mouth, and his teeth sank into her neck.

Ashley let out a low growl as if electrocuted, then wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in his suit collar.

Painful, yet fatally alluring.

This crazy feeling almost took her life.

Damian looked at the bite mark he left. He had bitten too hard, not paying attention to his strength. Ashley's shoulder was bitten, blood oozing from the teeth marks. He had hurt her.

Damian frowned, slightly stunned.

Louis had warned him that if he insisted on his way, he would hurt her and himself.

Outside, footsteps approached, soon reaching them. Ashley's heart pounded, "Someone's coming!"

Damian zipped up her dress, covering the bloodstain, and pressed his forehead against hers, "Come with me."

After his torment, half of Ashley's body was numb, with no extra strength left. She could only nod, obediently responding.

Damian was very satisfied with her reaction, took off his suit jacket, draped it over her, and wrapped her in his arms, "If you had been this obedient earlier, you wouldn't have suffered."

Ashley didn't understand what he meant by obedient. How was she not obedient?

No, why should she be obedient?

Angry and aggrieved, she finally, under Damian's strong embrace, got into the black Rolls-Royce parked not far away.

As soon as she sat down, Ashley blushed and asked, "Where are you taking me? It's not the weekend; I'm not going to your place."
The Ex-Wife's Revenge: Love and Law in the Crossfire
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