"Leo, I want more... Can you give it to me, please?" Rachel Saintclair wrapped herself entirely around Leonard Winston, doing her best to please him and stir up his passion.
Leonard Winston gave a devilish grin. "What, so desperate for it? Acting like a whore?"
This was far from a compliment. Even if it was meant as teasing, it was way over the line.
Yet Rachel Saintclair didn't mind at all. She just pouted in a show of grievance, rubbing her breasts against his chest. "Leo, you should really satisfy me properly."
Leonard Winston didn't utter a word but indeed exerted himself to satisfy Rachel Saintclair.
Consequently, Rachel Saintclair turned deathly pale after this bout.
She hadn't genuinely intended for Leonard Winston to do anything. She'd said those words merely as a test. She knew Leonard Winston's temper quite well. Ordinarily, after she said something like that, she'd be met with his cold stares, mockery, and he'd turn around and leave.
But this time...
Leonard Winston noticed every bit of the surprise that Rachel Saintclair tried to conceal, and sneered inwardly.
What was this woman trying to hide?
Kissing someone passionately in public, not even bothering to stop when others were around.
Was she really that unable to control herself? So eager to find a new partner? So... unable to resist the temptation of loneliness?
Looking down at this woman's face clouded with lust, Leonard Winston felt a pang of irritation in his heart.
What, could that man satisfy you better than I can?
Rachel Saintclair was thoroughly worn out by him. After a few rounds, she could barely even move a finger.
At first, she'd been able to go along with Leonard Winston in a rather reckless way, but later she realized she'd been playing with fire. If she could have a do - over, she definitely wouldn't have said those words.
However, even if she hadn't said them, Leonard Winston would probably have found other excuses to thoroughly exhaust her.
After all, he was the one who'd caught her in an affair, her so - called husband in name.
Once they divorced in the future, he wouldn't care how Rachel Saintclair went about seducing men. But as long as the marriage contract was still valid, she was still his wife, still his. Seeing his wife kissing another man had trampled on countless of his principles.
Rachel Saintclair slumped onto the bed, eyes closed, looking completely submissive and at the mercy of others.
Leonard Winston's anger had only subsided slightly, yet he was still somewhat irrationally angry.
After a moment's thought, he turned her over, intending to pull her to go take a bath. But Rachel Saintclair thought he was going to continue, and hurriedly pleaded, "Leo, no more, please. I was wrong. Forgive me, okay?"
Leonard Winston raised his eyebrows upon hearing this. "Oh? What exactly were you wrong about?"
蕾切尔·圣克莱尔一愣,一直小心掩饰的不安再次涌上心头,"那个...我不该跟你比耐力,也不该挑战你男人的自尊."
好久不见了.伦纳德·温斯顿也以为她已经受够了惩罚.他拍了拍她的脸颊,专注地看着她的眼睛."瑞秋·圣克莱尔,记住,你现在还是我的."
蕾切尔·圣克莱尔心头猛地一跳,她意识到伦纳德·温斯顿确实亲眼目睹了她亲吻亨利·爱德华兹的情景.
幸亏亨利·爱德华兹当时是背对着她的,伦纳德·温斯顿并不知道那人就是亨利·爱德华兹——为他打造专属珠宝的设计师伦纳德·温斯顿.
否则...这个故事必定会更加戏剧化.
瑞秋·圣克莱尔的震惊只持续了很短的时间.然后她露出灿烂的笑容,双手环住他的脖子,轻轻地在他的脸颊上吻了一下.
"Leo,如果你舍不得我,我可以永远属于你."
伦纳德·温斯顿笑了一声,轻轻地拉开她的胳膊,然后转身走进了浴室.
蕾切尔·圣克莱尔这才松了口气,看着他健硕的背脊,伦纳德·温斯顿虽然手脚不方便,但身材确实很诱人.
至少...看了三年之后,Rachel Saintclair 还没有厌倦.
她知道伦纳德·温斯顿刚才的反应意味着他已经原谅了她,毕竟这三年来,除了这一次,她一直尽职尽责地履行着妻子的职责.
也许他们的协议即将到期,他们俩都意识到了这一点,但却选择不提及.
嗯,这种关系也许是最好的.
瑞秋·圣克莱尔扑倒在床上,脑子里充满了各种想法.一旦合同到期,她就会辞去所有工作,带着父亲离开这里.她再也不想见到伦纳德·温斯顿,亨利·爱德华兹,伊丽莎白·柯林斯或任何这些人了.
只是...经过一番骚动之后,她才发现,伦纳德·温斯顿把她从车里拉出来时扭伤的脚踝,似乎情况变得更严重了...
她想去看看,但过度疲劳的身体根本不允许.
去你的脚踝吧!也许她变成残废会更好.到时候伦纳德·温斯顿就得承担责任了!雷切尔·圣克莱尔不负责任地想道.她闭上眼睛,三秒钟之内就睡着了.
Rachel Saintclair 因口渴而醒来.半夜时分,她感觉喉咙像着火了一样.
她睁开双眼,眼前一片漆黑,大脑一瞬间空白,她甚至以为自己已经失明了...
后来她才发现自己半夜醒来了,她从来没有半夜醒来的习惯,但今天不知道为什么,她感觉口渴难耐.
犹豫再三,她终于忍受不了口渴,无奈地叹了口气,起身去找水喝.
脚刚一接触地面,一阵剧痛袭来.雷切尔·圣克莱尔倒吸一口冷气,扶着桌沿缓缓前行,眼睛不时瞟向床上的伦纳德·温斯顿,生怕吵醒了他.
最后喝了点水回来,她浑身冰冷.
睡前那场激烈的性爱过后,她还没来得及穿衣服.被伦纳德·温斯顿弄得精疲力竭,她的身体感觉快要散架了.就连喝一口水都让她感到彻底崩溃了.
真是个残暴的人!
蕾切尔·圣克莱尔望着伦纳德·温斯顿的睡颜,心里暗暗咒骂道.
可是,有这样一张平静英俊的脸躺在自己身边,只要睁开眼睛就能看见,就算是再强烈的恨意,也会减轻一些吧?
她偷偷透过窗帘往天上看了一眼,外面一片漆黑,估计天还没亮.
瑞秋·圣克莱尔爬回床上,用被子紧紧裹住自己,闭上眼睛.无论发生什么,都无法阻止她重新入睡.
第二天早上,当伦纳德·温斯顿醒来的时候,阳光已经明媚.
他习惯早起,或许是因为昨晚太累,心里又有很多事,所以今天起得比平时晚了一点.
他扭头一看,吓了一跳.
蕾切尔·圣克莱尔已经完全被裹在被子里,蜷缩成一团,背对着他.如果不是有一缕头发露在外面,伦纳德·温斯顿可能还以为她已经消失了.
只是...那缕露出来的头发,却让这一切看起来更加的诡异...
他伸出手推了推她,却没有任何回应.
"嘿,Rachel Saintclair,醒醒,"他喊道."你这样干什么?"她是想表达对他的不满吗?
然而,在呼唤了几次都没有得到回应之后,温斯顿先生皱起了眉头,变得不耐烦了.
他原本就不多的耐心也完全被消耗殆尽,毫不客气地一把抓住了她,将她拽了过去,正要发火的时候,却发现蕾切尔·圣克莱尔的脸颊红得有些不正常,眉头紧皱.
被他粗鲁的动作惊醒的Rachel Saintclair,蜷缩得更紧了.
伦纳德·温斯顿愣了几秒,然后伸手摸了摸她的额头.
天气非常热.
"Rachel Saintclair,起来,"Leonard Winston 面色严肃地命令道.
但此时身体极度不适的蕾切尔·圣克莱尔,已经没有力气再回应他了.她听见了,却没有理会.
被人无视,温斯顿先生的脸彻底黑了,他转身走进了更衣室,再出来的时候,手里已经拿着一件衣服了.