Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 1392

Stella saw the man’s face suddenly turn cold, a look that frightened heral ittle. Weston looked really angry.

She would’ve never cared about his emotions in normal circumstances, but she was still naked in his arms and didn’t dare be arrogant. Thus, she could only say, “You… Let go!”

Weston looked at her steadily and suddenly let out a low laugh in a husky and

mellow voice. He began to worship every part of her body with kisses. After kissing her toes, he trailed up again. “I just want to tell me honestly. Do you have a desire for me right now?”

Stella took a deep breath. “Only physically.”

“What about emotionally?”

“None whatsoever.” Stella shook her head. “It’ll be the same no matter how many times you ask.” Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Weston suddenly increased his strength and forced her to talk.

Stella gritted her teeth and refused to do as he wished. However, her voice changed not long after. “Please, no…”

She softened her tone and tried to stop Weston. However, he didn’t give her the chance. He slammed her wrists together and held them above her as he swept over all her senses with another storm, forcing her to beg for mercy.

Stella had no choice but to lower the tone of her voice. “Please, don’t…”

“So, do you think there’s anything more between us than solving our needs?”

“Yes…”

“What?”

“What do you want to have?”-

“I want to have everything.”

“Then take it all…”

Weston knew her words in such times would never count, but he still liked to hear her say it. At last, they had both lost control of themselves.

Later, at night. Stella wrapped herself in his coat and sat in the back seat. Weston seemed very content with what had happened. She looked at the satisfaction on his face with annoyance. “You’re not allowed to come to my studio again!”

Weston put his hand on his temple when he saw her neck covered in marks and said nothing. After a few moments, he picked Stella up and put her on his lap.

Stella was startled and pushed him. “Why are you still… Did you take some medication?”

Weston gave her a faint look. “You’re overthinking. I’m just checking to see if-you’re hurt.”

With that, he lifted the coat she was wearing.

Weston’s coat was much larger and big enough to wrap her entire body. He could easily see the marks on her exposed skin when she moved slightly.

Weston kissed her neck again and released her hand before she could even resist. He then checked if her intimate area was hurt from the excessive lovemaking.

Stella closed her eyes in resignation. She simply could not deal with Weston’s boldness.

Soon, they arrived at the apartment building. Weston got out of the car, picked Stella up, and walked inside.

There was a bright spark downstairs as someone lit a cigarette. A man was standing in the lobby as if waiting for somebody.

Hearing the movement, Roger stood up, and he was met with Weston’s eyes.