Chapter 434 Want to Use with You
"He can take Jessica to a bar in the middle of the night, but she can't drink with someone else?"
"Questioning her if she's planning to get a room, what about him?"
"Don't tell her that after drinking, they each go home and sleep in their own beds."
"Wouldn't that be a waste of the condoms he bought?"
Damian's deep, pool-like eyes looked down at her, locking her in place, his grip tightening, forgetting if her shoulders could bear such force, "When did it start? How far have you two gone?"
Ashley was trapped in the seat, her whole body aching from his grip, but she stubbornly pulled at the corners of her mouth, facing his violence with the most elegant smile, "You wouldn't want to know the answer, and I wouldn't tell you."
He only wanted to buy a month of time, but she couldn't even wait that long!
"You..." Damian gripped her cheeks with one hand, pressing his thumb into the middle, almost crushing Ashley's delicate jaw, "Have you two been intimate? Have you?"
The soft flesh on Ashley's face was painfully pressed against her bones, her foggy eyes becoming less clear, but the drunkenness was slowly dissolving in the pain, her mind becoming clearer. She endured the pain, not letting out a moan, "Tonight you were at Blue Star Club, you weren't drunk at all, but had Theo lie to me. Mr. Hearst, if you wanted to meet a woman, just say so, why go through all this trouble?"
Damian ignored her question, almost stubbornly pressing down, his nose touching hers, teeth clenched, "Answer my question."
This time Ashley couldn't hold back, the bones in her shoulders and cheeks hurt too much, she shrank her neck, trying to hide, "You're hurting me!"
Damian was suddenly awakened, he awkwardly released his grip, seeing the red marks on her cheeks, his brows furrowing, "If you had told the truth earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer this. I gave you a chance."
Ashley couldn't move her body, only slightly adjusting her position. As she twisted, her shirt collar was pulled open, revealing a large area of smooth skin, the deep cleavage faintly visible, "You said I had a choice."
"You used to have a choice, now, you don't."
"What do you mean? Out of all the men in the world, I have to love you. Do I have to follow you? Damian, you're too arrogant!"
She had been holding back for twenty days, her calls ignored, deceived by him and her good friends, watching him with other women. If she could temporarily forget other things, the events of these twenty days were enough to make her heartbroken.
Damian grabbed the back of her head, burying his face, fiercely kissing her lips.
He came on strong, his lips and teeth attacking without restraint, the cold lips quickly rubbing into a burning heat, boiling her breath and pulse. That wasn't enough, his free hand roughly tearing at the clothes between them.
In the sound of tearing fabric, each rip was Damian's ruthless taking.
Ashley had no strength to resist, her lips were rubbed raw by him, gradually tasting sweet blood. As she cried out in pain, his tongue invaded, hooking hers, dancing wildly.
No technique, just pure male instinct.
His anger and passion poured over her like a waterfall, sweeping away every breath, wanting to tear her apart and swallow her whole.
She wanted to bite him, but his powerful movements left her no strength to resist, her small resistance only fueling Damian's aggression.
In no time, Ashley's front was exposed, her skin rubbed by his suit jacket, the metal buttons sliding over her, cold and painful.
"Let go!"
Her lips were finally freed by Damian, but she was forced to tilt her head back, losing the territory of her neck. The skin by her ear, her most sensitive spot, was attacked, each electric bite making Ashley tremble.
She wanted to scream, to scold, but the sounds that came out were weak moans, betraying her true intentions.
The more she struggled in his arms, the more aroused he became. In no time, his hot breath reached her collarbone.
If this continued, he might do something even crazier in the car.
No... she couldn't let that happen.
Ashley forcefully pulled her hand from behind him, finding his tie, wrapping it around her fingers, and yanking hard!
Damian's breath was choked, forcing him to stop. Under the streetlight, his eyes were bloodshot, looking down at her resisting hand, then he laughed coldly, "You think this will stop me?"
Ashley, afraid he'd go crazy again, quickly explained, "There's nothing between Sean and me! We just happened to run into each other tonight!"
Damian let her pull at his tie, not prying her fingers away, but pressing closer, "How do you prove it?"
Ashley took a breath, her flushed face full of coquettishness, her swollen lips biting, "When I called you, I was at the club entrance. I saw you and Theo come out together. Think about it, in such a short time, what could I have done?"
Sadly, she couldn't even ask why he didn't answer her calls, because she had no right to interfere.
Damian's grip loosened, watching her chest heave with anger and breathlessness, "Are you blaming me?"
"Mr. Hearst, you're flattering me. How could I blame you? I admire and respect you from the bottom of my heart. Mr. Hearst, you're quite devoted, always thinking of Jessica. If I remember correctly, the condoms you bought were for Jessica."
Out of all she said, Damian only caught the last part, "What condoms?"
Ashley laughed in anger, her chest heaving even more, "Don't you remember? The first night I moved into the Imperial Residence, you took me to get back to Mason. On the way back, you bought them at a convenience store!"
Damian grabbed the hand pulling his tie, a momentary smile in his deep eyes, "You're jealous? You remember something from so long ago so clearly, so you care a lot."
At the time, he had accompanied Ashley to buy sanitary pads, and the cashier had strongly recommended the couple's essentials, so he bought them on a whim, then left them at home, and never touched them.
As for why he bought them, thinking back, it was probably because he subconsciously wanted something with her.
Ashley was going crazy, jealous at a time like this, "No! Mr. Hearst can use them with whoever he wants, that's your freedom, it has nothing to do with me."
Damian pried her fingers open, holding her hand, "How does it have nothing to do with you? I want to use them with you."
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