Chapter 17

Thomas kissed her viciously. It was violent, both a punishment and an expression of his rage. It consumed her bit by bit, setting her on fire. Iris winced in pain. She was terrified, but she did not resist at all. She understood that Thomas was furious that she ran away and was almost defiled by another man. And now, he was a bloodthirsty wolf, and she felt even more pain over her body now. He was consuming her, inch by inch, until he marked her from head to toe. He slowly stopped after that and looked into her eyes with a crimson glare, growling sinisterly, "If this happens again, I'll kill you too!" Iris was deathly pale as Thomas carried her to the bedroom, his piercing gaze studying the decoration around the shack. Iris' tearful gaze glimmered with a sense of inferiority when she caught the weird look in his eyes. She knew that the man before her was high and mighty. It was probably his first time seeing an old house like this one. Sitting on his lap as she shuddered,