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Chapter 16 Bottomless Pleasure "Are you out of your mind?" Charlotte struggled violently, feeling his reaction and resisting even harder.

She wanted to strike him, but he anticipated her move, quickly tearing off her tie and binding her hands to the headboard.

Arthur was becoming lost in the kiss. He was very attracted to her body.

Throughout their five years of marriage, he had brought her immense pleasure in bed.

When he was in the mood, he would even prioritize her feelings and ensure her satisfaction before indulging his own Chapter 16 Bottomless Pleasure desires.

But now, Arthur was not in the mood.

He just wanted her to remember and return to the Charlotte who had loved him and Julius wholeheartedly.

Just then, his phone rang, interrupting their heated moment. Taking advantage of his distraction, Charlotte bit his lip hard.

The taste of blood mingled between them, and he looked at her with a mixture of anger and desire.

Charlotte's eyes were wide with fear, tears brimming, and her body trembled slightly.

The ringing phone broke their rhythm and brought Arthur back to reality.

He paused.

Charlotte's voice quavered as she said, "Don't touch me, or I'll accuse you of rape!"

She was really distant from him.

Veins pulsed on Arthur's forehead; he wanted to remind her that they had a son together-why pretend to hate his touch?

But seeing the fear in her eyes made him suppress his urge.

Impatiently, he took the phone, and when he saw the caller ID, all the coldness drained from his features.

"Hello?" he said, his tone hoarse yet softened. "Okay, I'll be there tonight." er 16 Bottomless Pleasure apter Charlotte was close enough to hear a woman's voice on the other end of the line.

The only woman who could evoke such emotional control in him was Sarah.

A sharp pang of pain hit Charlotte, and she felt disappointed in herself. She had already resolved to leave him, so why did it still hurt?

Was it really so difficult to move on?

Arthur hung up the phone and turned to find a scene that ignited arousal within him.

Charlotte lay on the dark grey bed, dressed in red, her hands bound, long hair splayed beneath her, her eyes hapter 16 Bottomless Pleasure rimmed with red and glistening, lips a striking crimson. Her clothes were disheveled, the hem barely covering her legs.

They had been on the brink of something intimate just moments before.

After a brief pause, he suddenly stood and headed straight for the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the air.

"Pervert!" Charlotte muttered under her breath and then set about untying her wrists.

Finally, she managed to bite through the tie, sitting on the edge of the bed to straighten her clothes.

Half an hour later, the water stopped, and Arthur emerged clad in a bathrobe.

Charlotte avoided his gaze and walked into the bathroom. She needed to check her reflection.

She wasn't afraid he would try to force himself on her again.

After all, Sarah had just called him. His attention was diverted; how could he possibly focus on her?

Charlotte's indifference kept Arthur's expression gloomy.