Chapter 446

Liam Sullivan stared at her intently in the darkness.

Their breaths intertwined.

Yet they couldn't see each other's expressions.

Vivian Bennett's voice was terrifyingly calm.

Like an icy blade.

Stabbing deep into his heart.

She truly despised his touch.

Unwilling to grant even the slightest tenderness.

If she still held any feelings for him.

How could she leave without hesitation.

How could she throw herself into another man's arms.

He was consumed by hatred.

Driven mad with jealousy.

If he couldn't have her love.

Then he would make her hate him.

At least hatred was a powerful emotion.

At least it would make her remember him forever.

"You hate my touch?" His voice was hoarse. "Too bad you can't escape."

He tore away her last covering.

Cold air touched her skin.

Vivian shivered slightly.

His kisses descended.

Full of punishment.

Branding his mark upon her again and again.

She closed her eyes.

Her body stiff as ice.

His body burned with fever.

Almost melting her.

The foreplay felt endlessly suffocating.

He deliberately tormented her nerves.

Until they finally joined.

He gripped her hand tightly.

Pressed a scorching kiss into her palm.

Then held her close.

Vivian didn't struggle.

She didn't cry out.

From the moment he spoke those words.

Her heart had died.

So he never cared about her feelings.

So-called emotions.

Were merely about possession and hurt.

She stared with empty eyes.

At the pitch-black ceiling.

Like a soulless shell.

Yet the pain in her heart was undeniable.

Like countless needles piercing her heart.

Not even tears could fall.

The ultimate pain.

Was silent shattering.

She felt herself dying.

In this endless darkness.