Chapter 290

"Cecilia, do you think you're something special?" Alston extended his large palm, gripping Cecilia's chin, rubbing it intermittently with rough fingertips that made her jaw ache. His grip was strong, and Cecilia couldn't break free. Dark waves churned in Alston's eyes, revealing no hint of light. "Is this how you entice people every day?" His hard chest pressed against her, leaving no space between them. Through clenched teeth, Alston spoke slowly, almost slurring, "Three years of marriage, and I've been unfair to you. You're empty and lonely, so you flirt with any man who comes your way?" Finally certain Alston was drunk, possibly beyond reason, Cecilia's face stiffened. "What's gotten into you, Alston?" "Let go of me!" She struggled, nearly breaking free from his grasp, but he held her shoulders tightly, his grip threatening. "Let go?" Alston scoffed. "Cecilia, you're my Mrs. Faber. Anything I do to you is within my rights!" "Not only will I not let go, but I'll do this!" With those