Five minutes later, Hazel was almost suffocating. It was only then that Chase reluctantly let go of her.
If she had not been hurt badly yesterday and he did not want to hurt her again, he would not have been able to control himself.
Hazel's entire body was weak. She fell weakly onto the chair and looked at Chase in fear.
She said. "Chase, don't touch me again…"
She was really afraid of him.
That kind of unbearable dominance and strength. That feeling of forced submission. Perhaps, some women just liked the feeling of being subdued!
But she really could not take it.
Looking at Hazel's tearful eyes that were filled with fear, she was simply like a frightened deer. She was very beautiful, so much so that her look could intoxicate people.
