Divorced

Maria watched Aveline leave and breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn’t afford to have the boss‘ wife working overtime–Lucas would kill her!

+15 BOHUS

Aveline returned to the Tudor residence and was surprised to find Lucas there. He sat on the sofa, his handsome, sharp features exuding a calm, detached aura.

Aveline lowered her eyes and went upstairs without showing any emotion.

Footsteps followed behind her.

As she opened the bedroom door, Lucas‘ arm encircled her waist. He pulled her close, his hot breath brushing her lips.

Aveline’s eyes widened, and she pushed him away. “What are you doing!”

Lucas‘ expression grew colder. “Getting close with my wife. Can’t you tell?”

Aveline said coldly, “I’m not in the mood.”

Lucas stepped forward, grabbing her. “It doesn’t matter if you’re not; I am.”

He clasped the back of her neck and kissed her forcefully.

Aveline kept dodging, refusing to let him kiss her.

Feeling annoyed, Lucas tightened his grip on her neck, rendering her unable to move, allowing him to kiss her.

Aveline trembled all over, struggling and hitting him.

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Both of them were highly emotional

Lucas‘ dark eyes flashed with a hint of red as he pressed her onto the sofa. “Why are you dodging, huh?”

Aveline’s lips were swollen from his kisses. She panted and said, ” Lucas, I told you I’m not in the mood. You can’t force me!”

Lucas stroked her face, toying with her. “Is it really that you’re not in the mood, or are you just disgusted?” This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Aveline’s eyes trembled fiercely.

Lucas saw through her emotions and chuckled softly. “Why deny it? Are you jealous?”

Aveline stared at him for a moment and suddenly asked, “Lucas, what exactly do you want?”

She had given him everything he wanted. What more could he be dissatisfied with? Why did he need to humiliate her like this?

Lucas‘ expression turned colder as he stared at her. “I want you to treat me like you used to.”

“I can’t,” Aveline said almost without hesitation.

Lucas said, “Really?”

His tone was light as he leaned in to kiss her face. “Then don’t resist. Let’s be a normal couple and not expect anything more from each

other.”

Aveline’s long eyelashes trembled. She understood what he meant.

He wanted something she couldn’t give.

So, she shouldn’t expect his fidelity.

But why?

He was the one who insisted she came back.

He was the one who refused to divorce.

If he liked to play around, why not divorce and enjoy his freedom?

Did he really enjoy the drama of maintaining appearances at home while fooling around outside?

It was truly disgusting.

Aveline didn’t move, her body stiff with tension.

Lucas felt it but didn’t care.

His fingers deftly unbuttoned her shirt. He knew her sensitive spots and a slight touch would make her go soft.

And it did.

Feeling the changes in her body, Aveline bit her lip in anger and struggled again.

“Get off me! Don’t touch me!”

But Lucas held her down forcefully. “Today, I’ll make you feel good, okay?”

Aveline resisted. “No, don’t touch me!”

Lucas ignored her protests. Watching her succumb to his touch, seeing her completely surrender to desire, fascinated him.

Aveline was furious, but her body loved the way he touched her, and she couldn’t hide it from him.

Her body was weak against his teasing and caresses.