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Chapter 85 

Chapter 85 

Fiora was too overwhelmed by her emotions to think properly. She was dazzled by the sudden passion, her focus solely on the sexy and domineering man before her. Her voice was soft and gentle, almost as if it was made of water, as she said, You don’t have to take responsibility.” 

Stanley picked her up, and they fell onto the bed. In an instant, his kisses enveloped her like a storm. His kisses and his hands that tore her clothes off were rough and devoid of tenderness. It was as if he were venting his fury on her, as if he were doing to her what he wished to do to another person

Fiora was swept away by the intensity o

oment. She found herself falling for this man 

even more, relishing the feeling of being taken forcefully. Caught in this whirlwind of emotions, she let herself be manipulated by Stanley, her body and mind in a heightened state of excitement

It wasn’t until they had crossed the threshold of intimacy and their two bodies had merged into one that Stanley finally regained some clarity, his rational mind breaking through the haze

Fiora was still a virgin

He looked incredulously at the woman beneath him, shocked by what he had done. Fiora, biting her lip, gazed up at him with watery eyes filled with affection, reaching out to hug his neck. Stanley, I love you.” 

Stanley found himself in a dilemma, his throat tightening. Though he didn’t immediately pull away, he ended things hastily. He sat at the edge of the bed afterward, wearing a complicated expression on his face. Was he regretting it, or was he savoring the aftertaste? It was hard to tell

Wrapped in a blanket, Fiora looked at him and said, If you don’t want me to stay, I can leave… 

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Stay the night,he said before getting up and leaving the room

A woman’s first time was always precious

He went to the study, sat down, and stared blankly at the computer

His thoughts drifted back to that night with Iris

Warm light streamed through the car window, illuminating the silence in the car

Jason hesitated several times before finally asking, Are you hurt?” 

Iris was taken aback. She replied, It’s nothing serious.” 

What’s the injury? How did you get hurt? Let me see,Jason’s voice was low, filled with 

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concern

Remembering Stanley’s actions, Irishands tightened on the steering wheel. How could she tell him the way she got hurt? And the injury was on her waist how could she show him that

It’s nothing, it’s just a scratchshe evaded

Jason was not convinced. If it’s just a scratch, why would your exhusband be waiting downstairs with medicine?” 

After he said that, he was suddenly aware of his position. What right did he have to feel unhappy? Stanley was her exhusband, and he’s just her boss

You don’t have to tell me if you don’t war. to,Jason stopped his presumptuous behavior just in time

Iris couldn’t tell him even if she wanted to. If the injury were on her hand or her arm, she wouldn’t have anything to hide. But on her waist? She couldn’t possibly show that to a man. She pursed her lips and kept quiet

The car soon arrived at the barbecue restaurant, and Iris found a parking spot. There’s no vacant parking space at the entrance; we have to walk over,she said

Jason exited the car without saying anything

Iris sighed. Jason’s mood was truly unpredictable. He would often become happy or unhappy in the blink of an eye. Was that a personality flaw of his

When she got out of the car, she accidentally tugged the wound. The sharp pain made her hiss, and she instinctively grabbed her waist

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