A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 776 Unreasonable

Sylvie was surprised and fuming with anger. What did he say? NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"Marley, you are really unreasonable!"

But she continued, Marley turned around and came face-to-face with her. She saw his handsome face at a close distance and found there was something sinister in it.

"Sylvie, do you know what I hate most?" He loosened his grip from her waist, stroked her neck, and whispered.

Her mind was in turmoil. She could only ask, "What?"

"Sylvie, you take yourself as a savior and want me to appreciate you? Sylvie, you are pleased with yourself many times, right? Tricking me gives you a sense of achievement?"

"But you should know that you would have no good end by doing so! Never think about leaving me!" He had given her one last chance. If she had confessed herself, perhaps he would not punish her severely, but she still lied to him.

"Can't you make it clear? When did I trick you?" Sylvie struggled and tried to break free, "You are really hateful!"

Marley got close to her, gritted his teeth, and said, "You leave me because you want to meet your fancy man, don't you?"

He looked straight at her.

Sylvie was surprised with her eyes wide opened and put on a self-mocking smile, "Marley, you let go of me! It has nothing to do with you whether or not I escape or meet another man!"

"I won't let go of you or give you any chance!"

"Don't force me!" Sylvie said in a deep voice!

"Do I? To put it bluntly, you're mine!" When he thought that she was leaving him for another man, he so angry that he picked her up and threw her on the bed.

"What do you want to do? Marley, are you crazy?" Sylvie struggled to get up and tried to escape.

He pulled her with his long arm, stopped her, and threw her on the bed again without mercy.

"Sylvie, don't leave me!" At the thought of Ryan and Ernie, he was annoyed. "I'm not worse than them in meeting your sexual needs!"

"You're a bastard!" Sylvie shouted angrily when she heard that, "You have gone too far! Don't think that everyone is as dirty as you are!"

When she reached out to slap him, he grabbed her wrist.

Sylvie could not dodge and screamed. She was beautiful and had clear eyes, which made him excited, "You let me go! What do you want to do?"

"I want to have sex with you." Marley's Adam's apple slid and his voice became hoarse.

Hearing that, Sylvie was at a loss for a moment and cried out, "Screw you, Marley!"

Despite her cries and struggle, he didn't stop coercing her.

"Let me go!" Sylvie shouted, "Marley, are you a sex maniac? You'll feel uncomfortable once you don't have sex every day? Let me go! Did you hear that?"

His hands seized her hands and pressed her against the bed. He tore apart her clothes and undid the buttons roughly.

Sylvie was ashamed and angry, but she couldn't resist him and cried. "Marley, you are a bastard! You can't do this."

Her clothes had been torn apart and her naked body excited him.

How could he do that? He had another woman's hickey on him, but now he was doing this to her! Sylvie was really angry and wanted to vomit because of disgust!

"Well…" She felt very uncomfortable because she failed to do so.

He held her up and seemed to lose his mind judging from his red eyes. He lowered his head to nibble her lips and stuck his tongue into his mouth. He seemed to deprive her of oxygen.

She shook her head to avoid him, but he pressed the back of her head in a domineering manner. She made a feeble protest and sobbed like a cat.

"Bastard, get out, Marley, you can't…"

"Wherever you go, you can only be mine!" He had completely lost his mind.

His kiss became more and more aggressive. Her lips were broken and he sucked the blood on her lips. "Never thinking about having sex with another man!"

Her eyes were blank and she said suddenly, "I would rather sleep with someone else!"

Hearing that, he went insane like a runaway horse.

She moaned feebly, but could not break free.

"I'll let you know how good I am!"

Sylvie felt that she was so unlucky today. She was like a dying fish out of the water, opening her mouth to gasp. There was a tumult in her stomach, she could not help but press her chest and vomit. She only vomited acid water and bile. She felt bitter in her mouth and so uncomfortable.

Her eyes were reddened and she became weak after vomiting.

"Damn it, you loathe me!" Marley was enraged by her. She disliked him so much. He didn't care that she was weak and struggling. He just tortured her with great force.

Sylvie's gaze became blank. The scene before her became blurred and clear. She squinted, and felt herself in the air. She couldn't find support. She was weak and powerless. She felt that she was about to collapse.

She seemed to be on the verge of fainting. A cold voice sounded and wakened her up. "Sylvie, you can't go faint!"

She woke up and stared at him with her eyes wide open. There was sorrow in her eyes.

When it was over, she was like a lifeless doll.

The smell of semen pervaded the air.

Her body was filled with his smell. When a warm current was into her, she could not help shivering, lost all the strength, and no longer made any sound.

Her mind went blank and she could only gasp for breath.

He calmed down, pressed her shoulders, and looked down at her.

Her little red face was like a ripe apple, with a peculiar smell, and her lips were red and swollen. As he looked down, her naked body was covered with his bites, black and blue.

Her watery eyes seemed to be a protest.

"I hurt you," Marley murmured softly and kissed her face tenderly with pity.

Sylvie was looking at the ceiling with blank stares as if her soul had freed from her body. She had no more illusions about Marley this time.

"Are you uncomfortable?" He asked, pulled the covers, and tucked her stiffly and awkwardly. Seeing her blank stares, he added, "Let's have a talk!"

Sylvie was staring at the ceiling like a dead person.

"Say something!" Marley could not help growling and clenched her chin.

Tears flowed down from her beautiful eyes. She sobbed, and there was sadness in her eyes. Her hair was messy. She kept crying and the tears flowing down, which made him heartbroken.

"Don't cry!" He said, caressing her face and wiping her tears. "Where does it hurt? Sylvie? Tell me!"

She cried without saying a word, bit her lips, and tears flowed down.

It was strange that she could cry!

Marley was annoyed and went to embrace her, but she pushed him away and stopped him from touching her. She only wept.

Marley was at a loss. "Damn it! Say something! Are you dumb?"

"Sylvie!" He clenched his teeth and called her by her name.

Though he shouted, she only cried silently.

The black hair was against her cheek and she looked so innocent!

"Stop crying! Good girl!" Marley tried to comfort her.

He put his arms around her body and tried to comfort her with his warmth, but he failed.

She didn't stop crying until she was exhausted and fell asleep.

After a long time.

She curled up in the quilt and looked tiny. Suddenly, she felt a pair of warm hands were on her forehead. She intuitively dodged and buried her head into the warm quilt.

Marley didn't let her go but continued to annoy her and kiss her.

"Sylvie, wake up. You've been asleep all morning. Don't sleep anymore!" He called out softly, trying to wake her up.

She woke up with a slight moan.

Sylvie's vision was blurred and her mind went blank.

She had slept for a long time. Thinking about what had happened, she felt tired and closed her eyes. When she was at a loss, a handsome face was before her eyes. Marley was staring at her, stroke her bang, and said in a low voice, "Are you fine? "

"Don't touch me." Her voice was particularly hoarse and her eyes were cold.

She pushed him away, refusing to be touched by him.

Marley frowned and asked, "Are you hungry? Let me take you to a meal."

"'Go away!" Sylvie said coldly, suddenly threw back the quilt, and was about to leave. As soon as she lifted the quilt, she found that she was naked. She was flustered and tried to calm down. She didn't care about Marley, picked up her clothes, and put on them.

Marley was angry and grabbed her wrist. "Sylvie, let's talk!"