?<strong>Chapter 331:</strong>
No, this was too much.
Why did he sound like she was some kind of heartless viin plotting her escape after using him?
Belinda’s frustration boiled over.
Turning to Lucas, she hissed, “Lucas, stop acting like the victim here! Can you honestly say you didn’t enjoy yourselfst night? Who was the one begging for more, again and again?”
Lucas froze, his smirk faltering as her words hung in the air.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Belinda’s bravado crumbled almost immediately, and she mped her eyes shut in embarrassment.
What had she just said?
Clearing her throat awkwardly, Belinda said, “Anyway, I’m getting up now. Close your eyes!”
Lucas raised a brow, a teasing glint in his eye. “Do you really think there’s a part of you I haven’t seen?” he asked.
Belinda red daggers at him.
“Close your eyes, Lucas. Now!” she shot back.
With a small, amused shrug, Lucasplied, shutting his eyes.
Belinda wasted no time throwing off the nket.
She swung her legs over the edge and got out of bed.
However, as soon as she stood up, she wobbled uncontrobly.
Her knees buckled, and she had to steady herself against the nightstand.
Her legs felt weak, and her body was sore in ways she didn’t want to think about.
Biting her lip, she staggered toward the bathroom as quickly as she could.
The door clicked shut behind her, and only then did Lucas open his eyes.
He leaned back against the headboard, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he recalled the events of the previous night.
His gaze drifted to the rumpled sheets and the telltale red stains on them.
His smile deepened, his eyes alight with unspoken emotions.
Belinda froze when she caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror.
It was then that she saw the marks on her body weren’t just on her chest.
Several of them were on her neck as well.
Belinda immediately grew angry.
That jerk, Lucas!
How dare he act like he had been the one taken advantage of?
He was absolutely shameless.
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