Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

His tongue licked away the blood stains on her lips, then forcefully pried open her lips, sliding across her small teeth.

From the beginning, when he kissed her with a pounding heart, to the later intoxication, and now her resistance, Charlotte Miller now dislikes it completely, this resistance coming from deep within her heart.

She struggled for her life but couldn’t open up at all, realizing that this man’s fierce breath, accompanied by some physical changes, bound her tightly.

Unable to push him away, she simply lifted her thigh, and her knee fiercely drove toward the man’s proudest and most vulnerable spot.

Before she could reach it, Atlas Hallow noticed and grabbed her thigh, lifting it and looping it around his waist, pressing her against the hard wooden door.

His muscular body pressed tightly, a deeply meaningful smile on his face, whispering softly by her lips, ”If you strike so hard and ruin it, you’ll be the one at a loss. In these days, it’s made you feel like you’re in heaven and hell; shouldn’t you be thankful?”

Atlas Hallow pressed close to her cheek, one hand holding her shoulder, the other holding her leg, his lips slipping slowly toward her neck, then heavily sucking, imprinting a blooming, captivating cherry blossom on her neck.

”Down...” Charlotte reached out, trying to slap his face hard, to wipe away his extremely lewd smile.

Atlas Hallow blocked it instantly; if she started a fight with him, she really wouldn’t gain any advantage at all.

Charlotte’s back was pressed against the hard wooden wall, and Atlas Hallow didn’t give her any room to move.

”Do you really want to resist me till the end?” Atlas Hallow forcefully raised her hands above her head, his icy breath overwhelming and pressing down.

He was much taller than Charlotte, especially when she wore flat shoes; he looked down at her, his cold gaze like unmelting ice.

She wanted to struggle, but his strength only increased, not just with his hands but his entire body pressing down.

His large hand clamped around her wrists, Atlas Hallow gradually intensified his grip, causing Charlotte’s face to contort with pain, feeling like her slender wrist bones were about to be broken by this man, hearing what seemed like the cracking sound of bones breaking.

”So strong? It seems like you’ve recovered well this past month, right?” Atlas Hallow spoke slowly.

His hand slowly caressed Charlotte’s delicate skin, smiling as he continued, ”Don’t want to see me that much? Then I’ll disappear, and when you want to see me, you should know how to find me...”

His gaze fell on the camera installed inside the house, saying nothing more.

He wore his black long coat and strode out of the wooden house.

After a couple of steps, he turned back and looked at Charlotte with a meaning-filled look, slowly saying, ”Don’t think about running away. There’s no one within ten miles, not even hunters dare to come here. This is my private territory. As long as you stay in this house, you’re safe. If you dare to go out, in this forest, there aren’t just bears or wolves, but even poisonous snakes. During this season, these animals are waking up; they’ve been hungry all winter. Believe me, you’d be their most delicious meal. I don’t want to see my beautiful wife devoured by these beasts, leaving only bones behind...”

Charlotte believed he was right, but what did he intend to do?

She watched from afar as Atlas Hallow boarded his helicopter, and after a short while, the massive rotors whirled, stirring up the airflow as the helicopter slowly lifted off, then flew away from the sky above, into the vast wilderness of the forest...

Now, only this mountain, this wooden villa, and numerous venomous snakes and beasts remained with her, was it like this?

That feeling of being abandoned by the world, forgotten by the world, surged like a tide.

Only now did Charlotte understand what Atlas Hallow meant.

Not only did he leave, but he didn’t leave a bit of food behind.

Charlotte remembered that there used to be a large freezer behind the kitchen counter here, full of food.

But when she opened this freezer, it was empty, not a grain of rice was left.

Atlas Hallow was the kind of person who always arranged everything perfectly and carefully; there was no way he brought her here without considering the food.