Chapter 518
Sidney grabbed her arm, his eyes wary as he faced Lucas. "Mr. Tudor, there's nothing going on between Aveline and me. Don't hurt her!"
He stood protectively, but his face was pale, and he occasionally coughed, clutching his stomach where Lucas had kicked him.
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Aveline's concern grew as she looked at Sidney.
She couldn't let him stay here any longer.
She turned and went to the bathroom to retrieve his half-dried clothes.
"Sidney, put on your clothes and leave now!" she urged, standing between Sidney and Lucas, facing Sidney, and frantically signaling for him to leave.
If he stayed, it would only get worse for everyone.
Lucas' anger would spell trouble for them both.
Sidney saw the urgency in her eyes, hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Alright."
He quickly dressed and said, "I'll send you a message in an hour. If you don't reply, I'll call the police."
Aveline responded, "I'll be fine. Just go!"
Lucas' face was growing darker by the second. If this dragged on, things could turn deadly.
Sidney left, and as the door closed behind him, Aveline let out a deep breath.
In the next instant, Lucas hoisted her over his shoulder, making her head spin. She instinctively struggled.
"Lucas, what are you doing? Let me go!"
Lucas slapped her on the butt, his voice icy. "Aveline, I've been too lenient with you. You seem to have forgotten who I am!"
With that, he carried her into the bedroom and tossed her onto the bed, his large frame pressing down on
her.
Aveline bounced slightly on the soft mattress, and before she could react, he was on top of her, his fresh scent overwhelming her. He grabbed her by the neck and kissed her forcefully. It wasn't a kiss-it was more like biting.
Her lips hurt from the pressure. She winced and struggled harder, pushing against him.
"No... I don't want this!"
Lucas easily pinned her wrists with one hand, his weight pressing her down. His narrow, dark eyes were filled with a menacing storm.
"Is it because of him that you don't want me to touch you anymore? Do you want him to touch you, hmm?
Lucas' deep voice was laced with chilling coldness.
"You're being ridiculous! I told you, there's nothing between us!" Aveline's chest heaved with anger, her
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Lucas looked at her with mockery. "Why is he here after saving you? Why didn't he go home? Does he not have a home, so you need to provide one for him?"
His voice was dangerously low, his expression dark and filled with overwhelming rage. With a rough movement, he tore her clothes.
"Aveline, you are mine. I don't care where your heart is; you will always be mine!"
His eyes were bloodshot, filled with violent anger, possessing her without any tenderness.
"It hurts!" Aveline's face turned pale from the pain, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead, her body trembling uncontrollably. She had never imagined that something so intimate could be so painful. "The pain will teach you a lesson. Stay away from him. If I ever find you together again, I'll kill him and then slowly torture you!"