Chapter 1442

Olivia cried out, but her voice was muffled, barely a sound escaping her lips. Her resistance only fueled Claude's determination. His grip tightened on her wildly struggling hands, pinning them down harder. His lips were relentless, pressing against hers with a force that refused to be denied. Olivia was painfully aware of the physical difference between them. She knew the truth—resisting would only excite him more. Men, after all, were like beasts. And what did beasts enjoy most? The struggle of their prey. The more the prey fought, the more thrilling it was for the predator. As Claude pinned her down and continued kissing her, Olivia came to a chilling realization: resisting would only make things worse. If she gave up, if she stopped fighting, perhaps he would lose interest. She let her body relax, her struggles ceasing. It didn't take long for Claude to notice. His hold on her gradually loosened, the force in his grip easing. At last, he lifted his head, breaking the kis