CH: 157 Be My Woman

{Chapter: 157 Be My Woman}

Claire lay on the bed, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath. Every muscle in her body ached as if she had been trampled by a stampede. The sheer exhaustion weighed her down, leaving her too drained to utter a single word.

"Wife, let's go for another thousand rounds," William said, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

Claire barely had the strength to glare at him. "You beast… You want to kill me? Fine, just finish me off already."

William chuckled, his voice carrying a teasing tenderness. "How could I bear to let you die, my dear wife?"

"Stop calling me that!" Claire snapped, her frustration mixing with embarrassment. "I'm not your wife, you liar!"

William smirked. "Oh? If you aren't my wife, then why did you do all that with me?" His fingers trailed lazily across her skin.

Claire didn't resist. She had no strength left to fight back, so she simply lay there, accepting it with gritted teeth.

"You forced yourself on me, you r@ped me tu" she said coldly. "I'll just consider it as being bitten by a rabid dog."

William let out a low chuckle. "Sure, maybe things were a little rough at the start, but in the end… Well, I seem to recall you begging me to go faster, to not stop. You even shouted things like 'Fill me up,' 'Knock you up,' 'Make me yours,' and more… You were completely into it." He grinned wickedly.

Claire's face turned crimson, a mix of anger and humiliation washing over her. "You're lying! I never said anything like that!"

"Oh? Would you like me to play the recording?" William pulled out a small device. "I made sure to save every moment."

Claire's eyes widened in horror. With a sudden burst of energy, she lunged at him, trying to snatch the recorder from his hand. "You pervert! Give it to me!"

William easily dodged her attempt, his laughter only making her more furious.

"You actually recorded it?!" she shouted, her voice shaking with rage and shame. "You really are the worst!"

"Of course, I had to," William said shamelessly. "Your voice is pure heaven, like a melody from the gods. It deserves to be treasured forever."

Claire took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. "What do you want, William?"

"What I want is simple," he said, his voice dropping into something deeper, more intense. "I want you to be my woman." His gaze locked onto hers, unwavering and possessive.

Claire stared at him for a long moment before whispering, "Are you being serious? You're not lying to me?"

"If I am, then let lightning strike me dead on the spot, or "If I lie to you, I'm a dog." William declared, pulling her into his arms. "Claire, be mine."

Her expression was complicated, torn between emotions she couldn't fully process. "William… I hate you."

"Hate me all you want," he said, completely unfazed. "That won't change a thing. You belong to me."

Claire clenched her fists. "Give me time, you bastard. After everything you've done to me, you think I'll just suddenly fall into your arms? You're the worst kind of man!"

William chuckled, tilting her chin up. "Fine. I'll give you time. But don't keep me waiting too long. If you do, I'll just take you again and make you mine completely. I will just snatch you away and put you on the bed to make you obedient"

"You damn beast! You have done so many excessive things to me, and now you are so confident that you want me to be your woman. I have never seen such a bastard as you " Claire fumed, pinching his waist as hard as she could.

William smirked. "Mmm, you're stronger than I thought. It looks like you've recovered. Come on, my wife, let's go for another three thousand rounds."

"No!" Claire yelped, her body instinctively shrinking away. If he kept going, she really might die. How did this monster have so much stamina?

"I'll let you rest—if you behave, and don't make trouble. " William teased, flashing her a devilish grin.

"Humph." Claire huffed and turned her face away.

"Alright, time to get up," William said, stretching. "The little l*li must be waiting for us."

Claire shot him a suspicious look. "You call her a little l*li? You pervert. You're not planning anything weird, are you? You don't want to play the game of fucking a l*li, do you?" Claire looked at William with suspicion.

William immediately put on an innocent face. "How could you even suggest that? Am I that kind of person?" Yes, I am. A cute l*li should be raised properly… for the future. If I don't raise a cute l*li, how could I be a villain.

"You're definitely that kind of person," Claire said flatly. "I'm taking care of White Queen from now on. You are not allowed anywhere near her."

William chuckled but didn't argue. With Claire still unsteady on her feet, the two made their way out of the room.

Standing not far away, White Queen stared at them with an expression of pure resentment. She looked like she was on the verge of a breakdown. After all, she had been forced to listen to their… 'activities' for hours.

Claire felt a pang of guilt under the little l*li's accusatory gaze. "White Queen, come here. Stay away from this bad guy."

"Oh." White Queen hesitated for a moment before quietly walking to Claire's side.

William, meanwhile, was already scanning the distance. His expression grew sharp. "They're coming."

"Who?" Claire asked, glancing in the same direction.

"Alice and the others," he replied. "Let's go say hello."

Down below, Alice, Chris, and Luther maneuvered a small boat toward the ship. With some effort, they climbed up using a rope.

"Look over there," Luther pointed toward the helicopter.

Chris narrowed his eyes. ""It seems that they have arrived." Chris said lightly.

"That's right, Hello there!" William's voice came from behind them.

"William." Alice and the other two turned around quickly.

The three of them spun around, tense and on guard.

"Dan Ding, Dan Ding, relax," William said, raising his hands playfully. "It's just me. Why are you so excited? By the way, There are only three of you, where's the rest of your crew?"

William asked knowingly.

"They're all dead," Luther said through clenched teeth. His fists shook with anger. "Because of you! You watched them die without lifting a damn finger! I swear, you'll pay for it!"

"Luther, calm down," Alice said, her voice measured.

At that moment, Claire stepped forward with White Queen beside her.

"Brother." Claire came over with the little l*li White Queen.

Chris's gaze softened when he saw her. "Claire… So you finally got your memories back. Good. Now, stay away from that guy."

"Brother-in-law, that's not a very nice thing to say," William said with a smirk.

Chris ignored him and turned to Claire. "Come here."

Claire hesitated, then shook her head. "No, brother. You don't understand. I know what I'm doing. Brother, don't be his enemy, you are not his opponent."

Chris frowned. "Claire…"

"Claire, now that you have remembered, can you forgive what that bastard did to you? Why are you still standing by him?" Alice said coldly.

"I..." Claire's eyes were complicated.

"Claire, come here." Chris said in a low voice.

Claire shouted, "You won't understand, no need to say, I know what I'm doing."

"Claire..." Chris was a little confused.

William sighed dramatically. "Isn't this whole argument pointless? We're wasting time here."

"This ship is a trap," Claire finally revealed. "The Umbrella Corporation set it up. In Alaska, they captured us. I was the only one who escaped."

"A trap?" Luther's expression darkened. "You mean we went through all that just to walk into another death trap?"

Alice crossed her arms. "The Umbrella Corporation is the only one with the resources left to pull something like this off. We should've expected it."

William studied his nails nonchalantly. "If we waste time fighting each other, the real enemy will only benefit from it. So, what's it gonna be?"

Chris took a deep breath. "I don't like it, but for now… we work together. It seems that there is no choice, just cooperate for the time being."

William grinned. "What a wise decision."