Unmasking the Heiress

Walter's face turned stormy, yet he quickly played along "Yeah," he said, "We've been married for two years, and you've never once shared my bed. Now that we're splitting up. I figure it's time I did my husbandly duty and gave you something to remember.

As Walter leaned in, his words kept coming. "Otherwise, what would people say if my wife was still virgin after two years? That'd surely tarnish my reputation."

He grabbed Evangeline's wrist with a strong grip, his towering frame ready to loom over her.

"You jerk, get off me!" Evangeline fought back with her free hand, kicking out

fiercely. "I'd rather take my chances with a beggar than let you lay a finger on me! So what if you're Mr. Walter Gordon of the Gordon family? So what if you can shake the heavens and the earth with your power? Your heart's as dirty as they come, not even a street beggar Walter fumed, teeth clenched. "You think I'm lower than a beggar?" he said, and in a swift move, he ripped off his shirt, his chiseled torso on full display.

Walter had that deceptive kind of look-skinny with his clothes on. Once they came off, anyone would see he was all muscle. His skin was pale, yet underneath, his muscles were cut and his lines smooth, with a hint of an eight- pack that showed he was strong without being too bulky.

His perfection was striking, down to every strand of his hair.

Evangeline knew all about Walter's looks, but after what she had been through, she could not care less.

Walter pushed her down onto the bed, his voice heavy with anger, "You didn't feel anything that night because of the drugs, right? Well, this time, you're going to feel everything."

He was about to touch her when a knock at the door interrupted them.

""Walter, I heard Evie's here..."

Trey's voice came through. Walter was beyond listening, though.

Shirtless, he pinned Evangeline beneath him, flashed a menacing smile that showed off his white teeth, and hissed, "Evangeline, are you going to strip for me, or do I have to make you? What's it going to be?" Evangeline looked into Walter's furious eyes and felt a chill like never before. The place where he had hurt her before was still throbbing with pain.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

"Walter, do you really have to do this?"

She was already hurt, and he knew it. Even so, here he was, demanding this from her-it was beyond cruel.

The sound of fabric tearing echoed in the room as Walter held up a piece of her dress, his voice dark and cold, "Evangeline, you're not walking out that door today."

"Walter, you're a monster!" Evangeline fought back with everything she had, and in a frantic move, she sank her teeth into Walter's shoulder

Walter's cry of pain echoed through the room, and his movements grew wilder, like a tempest unleashed upon Evangeline.

Trey, still waiting for a reply from Walter, was confused at first. As the sounds from inside grew louder, however, his imagination painted a picture that made him knock with growing desperation. "Walter, how can you do this to Evie?! Have you lost your mind? Let her go now!"

Trey's shouts fell on deaf ears. If anything, they seemed to spur Walter on.

He had lost it, completely unhinged by Evangeline.

Her hair was a mess, her lips bruised, and her dress was in tatters, revealing glimpses of what lay beneath, silently capturing his gaze.