Chapter 558 Young

It was madness, it was obsession, and yet, she couldn't bring herself to stop.

Even now, as she lay beneath him, feeling his cock twitch inside her, she knew the truth.

She wasn't going anywhere.

"No, I can't," Grace denied, shaking her head, her breath still heavy from their previous round. 

Even now, she clung to the love she once had for her husband, refusing to let it go. 

A fragile hope remained in her heart, telling her that maybe—just maybe—things could still be salvaged.

Ross, however, was unbothered by her rejection. If anything, her resistance only amused him. 

He smiled, his sharp eyes gleaming with something dangerous, something possessive. 

To him, this was merely a challenge—one he fully intended to win.

"Then we continue," he said smoothly, his voice carrying an undeniable certainty. 

Everyone had a breaking point and it was only a matter of when and not if. 

And just like that, another round began.