After the cruel and passionate encounter, he once again pulled Eliana into the bathroom, not to wash away the traces of pleasure, but to clean off her heavy makeup that he found displeasing.

"Didn't I tell you I don't like you like this? Do you think you're a whore?" Dylan questioned while washing, his tone harsh.

"Yes! So, what else am I if not a whore?”

“If not, what were you doing pressing me down just now? You're nothing but a..."

Before Eliana could finish her provocative words, Dylan silenced her with a fierce kiss, biting her lip forcefully to prevent her from uttering that word.

With a mixture of...