"Shawn Clegg, stop this, I'll, I'll hate you, and I'll never forgive you!" Victoria started to cry.
Such a side of Shawn Clegg is far removed from the refined, courteous, and charming man of before.
He seemed like nothing more than a starving, bloodthirsty beast.
Regardless of her struggle, Shawn Clegg lowered his head towards her collarbone.
"If you don't love me, then hating me will do..." he panted, "I've had enough...I've lost everything, my sight, my business, everything...Victoria Talkington, why do you want to leave me..."
He's had enough of the distant and polite friendliness, of having a rumored past with her, of being able to see her but not even hold her hand.
He's had enough of longing for her every day and night.
Now he had to have her.
Even if the attainment was momentary, even if such behavior would ultimately bring her hatred.
He didn't care anymore.
