She told Raphael Bailey that she did not choose him, Wayne Bailey.
If she loved him, how could she allow such words about him to be spoken by a friend…
If anyone dared to badmouth her, he would take their life in retribution!
"What about you deserves my love?" He said coldly with a sarcastic smile. Did she think that all the men in the world loved her, and were just playthings within the palm of her hand?
Anna Jadwin looked at the fiery pain burning in his eyes, wiping away his nosebleed with tears of agony in her eyes.
Wayne Bailey held her face, and fiercely kissed her.
His blood was smeared on her fair face, and a whiff of metallic sweetness lingered between the two of them...
They fell onto the bed, with his heavy body pressing down on her, lifting her nightgown.
Without any foreplay, he tore into her.
That night, he was rough, taking her without any trace of mercy.
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