Chapter 661

Given Weston’s temperament, he’d find a way to make her regret disobeying him if she wouldn’t do it of her own accord. She didn’t want to end up settling this in bed, so she turned around obediently, leaned against the couch, and lifted up her white, long-sleeved shirt. Unlike what Weston did just now, pressing her down and forcefully lifting up her shirt, the feeling was different this time, now that she had taken the initiative. Stella had her back toward him and could not see him swallowing through his constricted throat and his eyes darkening with desire. She was like an obedient lamb, leaning there and allowing someone to have his way with her. However, Weston knew very clearly that she was actually a wolf that hadn’t yet matured. She was pliant and obedient now simply because she wasn’t capable enough. Her eyes were filled with an unwillingness to concede defeat. She gave her all when she loved him, but Weston had no doubts that she would leave him the moment she had