Chapter 91: Her Tears Keep Flowing

Anna Jadwin was sound asleep, with a sweet smile on her lips.

Wayne Bailey had a terrifying coldness on the edge of his mouth.

Who did she dream of that made her cry? And now who did she smile for?

That wild night, she murmured Maxwell Cameron's name under him, her tears streaming continuously.

He had never thought that his heart would be ripped apart so brutally for this woman.

His rough palm pressed against her face, rubbing the smile off her lips forcefully.

He pinched her hard, refusing to allow her to dream of another man.

Entering her... without any foreplay.

A dry sensation of pain brought her to consciousness.

Anna frowned, as if in a half-dream. It hurt so much.

The tall and broad figure was on top of her, with her legs hoisted up on his shoulders in an embarrassing position.

"Mmm..."

The resistance in Anna Jadwin's voice seemed seductive.

"Bastard... what are you doing...?"

The unbearable pain made her curl up, her hands pushing against his firm chest.