Delete My Love for You novel Chapter 143

Darren’s voice was low and firm on the phone. “Alright. Keep an eye on Noah—I’ll be there soon.”

He hung up, then leaned down to hug Charlotte again, only for her to turn her face away, dodging his embrace.

A shadow flickered across Darren’s eyes.

Suddenly, he grabbed her chin, forcing her to face him, and pressed his lips to hers in a rough, punishing kiss.

Any insults Charlotte might have hurled at him were smothered beneath the force of his mouth.

She had no choice but to endure it.

Only when she was breathless did he finally let her go.

He threw back the comforter and got out of bed, his tone commanding. “Stay here. Don’t go anywhere until I get back.”

As he buttoned up his shirt, his words turned threatening. “If you try to run, I’ll make sure you never see Noah again.”

Charlotte’s reply was cool, almost indifferent. “I don’t want to see him anyway.”

“You—!”

Fury burned behind Darren’s eyes. His fingers tightened around his tie as he tried to contain his anger.

But then he noticed the edge of the comforter had slipped down, revealing the marks scattered across her bare back—evidence of last night’s conquest.

Her wrists, still cuffed to the bedframe, were red and raw where the metal had rubbed too hard. She hadn’t complained, not even once.

Darren swallowed hard, tamping down the urge to lash out.

Within moments, he had his tie perfectly knotted and was bracing himself on the headboard, about to lean in closer—

Charlotte’s voice, light and almost taunting, drifted up. “Aren’t you leaving yet?”

He froze.

Why did this scene feel so familiar?

Suddenly the memory hit him—years ago, after he’d had his fill, he’d kicked her out of bed without a second thought.

She’d crawled back to pull the blanket over him, and he’d snapped coldly, “Charlotte, get out.”

Now, unbelievably, she was the one telling him to leave.

Darren looked down at her. “Don’t think you can push your luck just because I let you get away with things. When I get tired of your body, even if you beg for me, I won’t give you a second glance.”

He grabbed his jacket and strode out.

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