Chapter 12 Thinking of Him Only

He was the embodiment of the beast, dark and violent.
Sandra was shocked and moved further back unconsciously.
"What are you talking about..."
How could he ask her who the father was?!
Did he have any sense who the father was?
But before she answered, his hand came to snatch her throat, like steel.
His hand was tighter and tighter to make her breathless.
His face and tone were formidable.
"Sandra, let me ask you again. Who's the father?!"
Sandra was about to pass out, and her face turned purple. She tried to get rid of his hand, but it was too strong and tight.
She squeezed some words out of her throat short of air.
"Yours..."
"Shut up!"
He got furious and tossed her away, his teeth gritted and face twisted.
"Mine?"
He repeated while snatching her chin. It seemed that the freezing cold eyes could fall off his eyes,
"Since I thought Charlize was dead, I had the ligation surgery. Now you are telling me I am the father?"
His words were like the hammer, smashing her heart heavily.
He said he went through the ligation surgery?
In his mind only Charlize deserved to have his baby?
But that baby in her belly existed vividly.
She put her hand onto his sleeve subconsciously.
He dodged away quickly in anger, and instead he turned his hand to press hers instead.
In the next moment, his tall strong body was onto hers.
Their faces were close together, with their breath mixed up.
Cruelty came into his eyes. With an odd and slow tone, he asked.
"Tell me the truth, is it Eddie's?"
If it was not his, how could they be so close just in a few days?!
His voice sounded gentle, but it made her chill at the bottom of her heart.
She knew very well his temperament.
The calmer he seemed, the angrier he was.
She understood if she couldn't explain clearly, most likely it could cause Eddie's death.
Her heart was throbbing unnaturally while she was speaking in low voice slowly.
"Sir, have you forgotten that Eddie has been my bodyguard for only few days... He is still a kid. Please don't embarrass him. "
"Eddie? Just a few days, you call him by his nickname already?"
What she said made him even more angry.
He was gritting his teeth, which could be seen clearly that the muscles on his face was popping up.
But he put on a grin on his face slowly and said ruthlessly.
"Since you care so much for him, I will send him to kill John Wilson. I am not sure which man you like more."
"No!"
Sandra shouted out loud, and her heart almost missed a beat.
How could he do that?
Her dark eyes were glimmering in terror, but had to dim the anger when they were looking at Clinton's.
Her throat was dry, but she managed to calm down.
"... Sir... I beg you to let my brother go, and also Eddie."
"Repeat again!"
"I beg you to forgive my brother, who is my one and only family."
"Family? Your family is only the Greens. I am the only one important to you!"
Bang!
Clinton was furious, with cruelty in his eyes, and smashed on the steering wheel with his fist!
She belonged to him!
He wouldn't allow her to think of anyone else!
No one!
Sandra's eyelashes were shivering upon his roar, eyes down and speechless in obedience.
She looked calm and beautiful, which was different from her usual look- indifferent.
It triggered his lust to rape her.
He twisted his lips.
"It seemed that I didn't teach you how to behave yourself for too long, do I?"
Quick-broken sound was loud.
Her clothes were scratched into pieces starting from the waist.
She was panic and tried very best to struggle.
"No! The child!"
"Just a bastard who shouldn't live."
The hurtful words came out of his pretty lips.
He fixed her wrists and put his cock inside by lowering his body.
The woman struggled fiercely at the beginning but then her fight got weaker and weaker.
He realized something went wrong.
Her eyes gazed at the car ceiling, dull.
Panic came into his eyes finally and then he put her clothes up in a rush.
There was a huge splash of blood under her body, streaming on her pale skin, like the crimson flower blossoming in the snow.