Chapter 110 Have a Child with Me
"Um..." Cecily shuddered violently, not even getting a clear view of who it was.
But who else could it be other than Darian, the lunatic?
A sharp pain from biting quickly spread across her lips. Cecily pushed against Darian's chest with her hands, but the more she resisted, the tighter he held her.
The taste of blood began to mix with the alcohol on his breath, intoxicating and dizzying Cecily. She was overwhelmed by his kisses, struggling to breathe, yet the man on top of her showed no sign of stopping, growing more and more intense as if he aimed to disintegrate her and consume her completely.
It wasn't until Darian lifted and pressed her onto the couch that Cecily fully realized the man had lost control.
The violent aura emanating from him was terrifying, and Cecily was forcibly overtaken again and again.
Finally, Darian lifted his head, his dark eyes fixating on the dewy-eyed Cecily.
In those eyes, Cecily saw desire, leaving her mind blank, Darian hardly seeming like a sane man.
Just an hour before, he had been downstairs, snuggling with Ophelia, yet now he charged into her home, kissing her madly.
Darian's gaze locked fiercely on Cecily's face, his voice deep and husky, breathing heavily, "Cecily, just how many more things are you hiding from me?"
Cecily's heart pounded wildly, her thoughts racing to Rowan asleep in the room, causing her complexion to shift shades uncontrollably.
The two were exceedingly close, Darian taking in every minute expression on Cecily's face. He let out a cold laugh and lowered his head into the crook of her neck, his warm breath cascading over her, his deep voice asking by her ear, "What about having a child with me?"
Cecily's pupils constricted, "You're insane!"
She kept her voice down, careful not to be too loud for fear of waking others.
"How come you can have a child with another man but not with me?" Darian bit into her fair neck fiercely as if to punish her.
A jolt akin to an electric shock spread in an instant, causing Cecily's body to stiffen, but he did not stop.
Cecily's mind was in turmoil, unable to accommodate any thoughts. Instinctively, she pushed Darian forcefully. He straightened up, the corner of his mouth curling into a wicked smirk.
"You're drunk, cool it."
Cecily stood up, trying to flee, but Darian caught hold of her calf, pulling her back beneath him. Kneeling over her, he took off the troublesome tie and pinned her hands down, "Running from what?"
"Darian, you're drunk. Settle down."
Cecily dared not provoke Darian, aware that if he really decided to do something to her, she wouldn't be able to resist.
"I'm not drunk. I'm serious."
Cecily took a deep breath and said coldly, "I won't have your child."
The anger that had just subsided in him was instantly reignited, "You can for another man, but not for me? Cecily, how am I lacking?"
Cecily wanted to say, Rowan is your child, but you only believe what you see, not what I say.
However, she gave up on speaking it aloud.
She had said it several times already, but he didn't believe her.
The trust between them wasn't even worth mentioning.
Cecily raised her hands, struggling to push Darian off when suddenly there were footsteps in her room.
In the silent house, they were distinctly clear.
Someone was in her room!
Darian's face turned utterly dark.
'Who is it? Her boyfriend?'
"Cecily, you've got some nerve." Darian stood up, intending to check the room.
He was eager to see which man it was.
Cecily, realizing his intent, quickly grabbed him.
Aurelie was wearing very thin pajamas, and she was terrified of Darian. Just last night, she said that if she saw Darian, she would surely faint.
Cecily couldn't bear to imagine that scene.
"You can't go."
"Afraid to let me see?" Darian's voice was gritted with anger.
"Cecily? Where'd you run off to in the middle of the night?" Aurelie seemed to be searching for her, muttering to herself.
Upon hearing a woman's voice, Darian's face softened a bit.
Aurelie's footsteps headed toward the doorway.
A tightness gripped Cecily's chest, and in the next moment, she was suddenly airborne, scooped up by the man and carried into the nearest bathroom.
As the door closed behind them, Aurelie came out, rubbing her hair and squinting her eyes, "Cecily? Cecily?"
She didn't find Cecily in the bedroom bathroom nor in the living room, which instantly snapped her to attention.
Where could Cecily be late at night if not in her room, the living room, or the bathroom?
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Cecily found herself placed on the vanity by Darian, who shed his black jacket, squeezed his muscular torso between her legs, and started kissing her passionately. His eyes closed as he began to remove her pants.
Cecily's pupils dilated in shock, and she quickly pressed down on his large hand, "Darian, what do you think you're doing?"
"I want you, can't you tell?"
The icy look in Darian's eyes was tinged with crimson. His thin lips curved in a cold arc, trapping her beautiful face firmly within his gaze.
"Cecily, I'm curious. How many men do you have? One Blaise, one Griffin, anyone else?"
Griffin?
Cecily's eyes widened.
How did he know about Griffin?
No, he was talking about her men. Did he misunderstand something?
But how did he come to know Griffin? And how could he get it so wrong?
'Oh my God!'
Cecily felt like she was going to lose her mind, anxiously thinking while also trying to forcefully push against his chest with her hands, trying to fend off this man who seemed out of his mind.
"Darian, listen to me, ah..."
Darian's powerful build was unmovable, like a fortress. Cecily couldn't budge him as he bowed his head and bit her neck, causing Cecily to let out a pained moan.
Darian whispered with a hushed voice, "What do you want to say?"
"Cecily?" Aurelie knocked on the door from outside, "Are you in there?"
Cecily looked around helplessly at the doorway, just about to respond to Aurelie. Still, the man maliciously pinched her waist, and Cecily grunted softly, turning her intended "Hmm" into a strange noise.
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