The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning By Max Charming chapter 463
After the struggle, beads of sweat had formed on Madelyn’s forehead. Her nightgown was disheveled, revealing a significant portion of her flawless skin. She was both angry and embarrassed, her expression only serving to further excite Zach.
Zach stared at her intensely, as if he wanted to see right through her. Madelyn didn’t want to meet his gaze. She turned her face to the side, focusing on the curtains. Zach couldn’t resist planting a kiss on her delicate collarbone.
Margaret had already left the mansion. Madelyn and Zach were alone in there, so no matter how much Madelyn resisted, she couldn’t escape his grasp. It felt like her fate was almost predetermined. Even though Zach wouldn’t go all the way, she still feared that he might if he got too aroused.
In addition, with Hayson gone, it seemed like the entire Jent family had become Zach’s domain.
Zach’s last bit of patience had worn thin. “Well, then let me help you choose,” he said as he brushed his manhood against her chin.
Madelyn struggled hard again. She closed her eyes as she snarled, “You freaking pervert. Leave me alone!”
“Shh… Just a while, okay?”
Forty minutes had passed. Madelyn grabbed whatever was nearby, wiping off what was on her chest and face. Then, in one swift motion, she tossed it right at Zach’s head.
“… I fucking want to kill you, you jerk! Get out now!”
Zach nonchalantly removed the shirt from his head, tossing it to a corner. Then, he stood up and lifted Madelyn from the bed.
Madelyn extended her leg and aimed a kick, but Zach swiftly evaded it. She took the opportunity to dart to the other side of the bed, intending to reach the door. Just as the door was slightly ajar, there was a sudden and forceful ‘thud’ as it was slammed shut.
Zach seized her, causing her to twist and lie flat against the door, showcasing her graceful curves and her waist. Except for a few models with exceptional figures, not every woman possessed such a waist.
In the world of business and power, Zach had encountered various exchanges. Among all the women he had seen, none could compare to Madelyn, the girl he currently pinned against the door.
“You’ve got some guts, trying to kick me there.”
“You’ll end up with no heir and die a horrible death. Mark my words.”
Zach gripped her waist, making her bend slightly. He tilted his head, appreciating her figure with a smirk.’ With this much temper, it seemed she won’t give up her life easily,’ he thought to himself.
His hands roamed, urging her to clasp her thighs together. “If I’m going to die, I want to die on top of you.”
Madelyn bit her lip, her eyes filled with even greater humiliation. Zach had never loved her; he had always treated her like a plaything, summoning her at his will and discarding her just as easily. She thought, ‘He’s only into my body…’
Zach rubbed his manhood between her thighs. After over an hour, Zach finally released her. Madelyn felt utterly drained, her body on the verge of collapse. He caught her just in time and carried her into the bathroom.
Madelyn’s fingers could hardly move, her mind shrouded in a hazy fog. It had to be acknowledged that Zach was not only a man who desired her every day but also a master of seduction…
Under his relentless pursuit, the overwhelming satisfaction she experienced was mingled with resentment, yet every time she found herself unable to push him away. Madelyn had slept for nearly twenty hours and woke up at four-thirty in the morning.
Both of them lay unclothed, sharing the same bed. Madelyn’s back was pressed against his warm body. She stared blankly out of the window, and for some reason, it gave her a feeling as if she had not been reborn, and there was no second beginning at all.
