Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Sylvia sighed a breath of relief as she pursed her lips. She waited for him to release her before she would tell him to get out. However, in the next second, Odell tightened his grip. Sylvia bumped into his chest, and her forehead even hit his chin.

Then, his deep voice clearly entered her ears saying, “Yes, I have fallen for you.”

Awestruck, Sylvia widened her eyes in disbelief. Her mind went black and her body froze. She looked up to him with an inconceivable look and vaguely saw him curl his thin lips.

He was also looking down into her eyes with the deepest gaze. Her suffocating chest suddenly grew restless, and her heartbeat rose. She tried her best to fight the discomfort and asked, “Odell, what are you talking about? Is this a joke?” Odell lifted her chin with his strong hand and said in his deep voice, “I never joke.”

His rigid expression was right in front of her face. She could even feel his coolness when he spoke. Sylvia was stunned for a few seconds before she wore an icy grin and asked, “What about Tara? Have you forgotten about her?” “She’s someone that I will protect for the rest of my life. I won’t abandon her. But you, you are not allowed to see or date other men.” Each of his words was spoken with clarity and crispiness, and they all sounded unreasonable. Sylvia spat on his words and scolded him, “You shameless bastard!” In the next second, her back was pushed onto the cold hard concrete wall. His towering figure shadowed her and he locked lips with her again. The pressure and suffocation rose strongly. No matter how hard Sylvia struggled, she just could not gather enough strength to push him away.

The bastard was obviously being possessive; it was not love or affection. Irritated, Sylvia widened her mouth and bit him. The pungent smell of blood gushed into their noses, and before she knew it, Odell released her.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood off his lower lips and narrowed his eyes coldly. In addition to the dim environment, the blood on his lips made him look like a vampire.

Sylvia was slightly shocked but mostly irritated and vexed. She widened her eyes and shouted at him, “Odell Carter, if you dare kiss me again, I’ll bite your lips off!”

“Hmph,” he scoffed. It sounded rather cold and heavy. “With that mouth of yours?” Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

He reached out to the back of her dress and clutched the zipper. He said in a deep voice,” Believe me when I say I will ravage you right here, right now.”

His threat sent chills down Sylvia’s spine.

As the grievance built up, her tears rolled down her cheeks. He was not just picking on her. He was insulting her.

She looked into her eyes and asked, “Odell, is it that fun to pick on me?”

They were in the dark room for quite some time now, and their eyes had already adapted to the low-light environment. Adapting to the dark environment allowed Odell to see her tearv eyes.

His eyes narrowed and his lips pursed. Sylvia continued, “If it makes you happy, just do it.” She was no match for him in terms of physical strength as well. Then, she moved her hands away from her chest and placed them idle on both sides of her hips. She even withdrew her strength from her legs and simply lay on top of his chest, allowing him to do whatever he wanted to her. Odell stared at her quietly. A while later, he grunted coldly and lifted her chin up. “If you were this obedient from the start, you wouldn’t have to go through all that suffering.” Sylvia pursed her lip and clenched her teeth. Odell pinched her chin

tighter. “Say something.” Sylvia simply hummed reluctantly as a reply. He also grunted deeply and then picked her up in his arms. Instead of going deeper into the mansion, they went out of the door.

The chilly night breeze assaulted them from every possible direction as soon as they stepped out. Sylvia curled up in his chest but did not feel a sliver of warmth.