Stella paused and looked at the door. She was surprised that Weston had come so early. Her face
changed a little. She hurriedly withdrew her gaze and said to the screen, “I have something to do. Let’s
talk later!”
Roger sensed something was wrong. “Sis, where are you now? Did someone come back? Are you
staying outside? You didn’t go home?”
Before he could say anything else, a loud bang sounded as the room door opened.
Stella jumped in shock and stared at the gloomy – faced man in the doorway. She wondered what was
wrong with him.
“Sis? Sis?” Roger was still urging on the other side of the screen.
Stella hung up in a hurry. As the call had disconnected, there was only a prolonged beeping tone.
“Sis!” Roger listened to the robotic female voice from the other end of the call and became anxious. He
tried to call back, but no one answered on the other end.
Riley emerged from the kitchen and was surprised to see his overreaction. She had to reassure him,
“Maybe she’s
busy. Don’t worry.”
“How can I not be worried?” Roger pursed his lips tightly. “I just heard someone come in!”
“Your sister is a grownup. It’s normal for her to have friends.”
“But she never told me who she was living with!”
“She doesn’t have to tell you everything… She can make her own decisions.”
When Roger heard that, he gave Riley a cold and unpleasant look. Riley was afraid he would be angry,
so she stopped. “Fine. I’m going to stop talking.”
At the same time, in the apartment.
Stella closed her laptop and watched as the man walked toward her. She had never seen Weston
wearing such a grim look and felt a little nervous. “What’s wrong with
you?”
Weston had always had a powerful aura around him. He carried himself confidently and was
intimidating to most. When he remained quiet, that aura of him became more apparent. When he
looked at Stella with his cold and sullen face, he felt she seemed like she was on the chopping block
and at hís mercy. She had no idea what had made him like this.
“What’s wrong—”She wanted to get up, but Weston walked up to her and pinned her down in the cold
chair. He didn’t answer her question. He only looked at her with a look that made her shudder.
“What’s with you?” Her voice trembled a little. “Mmh…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Weston cupped her chin and kissed her forcefully. He gave her a
long and hard kiss, as if he wanted to swallow her whole. He kissed her harder and harder, making her
scalp tingle and her mouth sore.
Stella instinctively begged for mercy. “Please stop…” But he never stopped.
He kept kissing her hard, as if causing her pain was his intention. Stella was still clueless about what
was going on. Her eyes grew a little red. “It hurts…”
When he heard her cry out in pain, he seemed to come back to his senses a little. He rubbed his
fingers hard against the patch of skin that was tinged with red.
After a long moment, Weston muttered in a hoarse voice, “So you know it hurts?” As his gaze darkened
, he kept breathing his hot breath into her ear, burning her ears. Stella did not know what was wrong
with him. All she knew was he was scaring her a little. “Don’t… It really hurts…”
Weston took a deep breath and looked like he had regained his senses. His actions became much
more relaxed and gentle.
He placed his hand on her slender neck and slowly inched down. Then, he spoke and cut to the
chase.
“I want you,” Weston said.
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