Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!
Chapter 822 - 822 It must be forced even if it requires force 3

Chapter 822: It must be forced even if it requires force 3 Chapter 822: It must be forced even if it requires force 3 In Robert Taylor’s eyes, after playing these flirtatious games with Amelia Wilson for so long, since she was still willing to be underneath him, he wouldn’t blame himself for being ruthless.

As he spoke, Robert Taylor had already started to make his move.

Since she was at home, Amelia Wilson was wearing a casual dress, which Robert Taylor forcefully tore off in an instant, sliding it down and revealing her beautiful and sexy body.

“Robert Taylor, you bastard, let me go!” Amelia Wilson shouted loudly, kicking him fiercely with her feet.

Robert Taylor suddenly switched his demeanor and said with a cold sneer, “Amelia Wilson, you’re nothing but leftovers from other men. Why keep up this façade of purity with me? I, the Young Master, guarantee you’ll experience pleasures others can’t give you.”

“You know my skills, don’t you?” Robert Taylor said shamelessly with a laugh.

Seeing the perverted side of Robert Taylor, it was false to say Amelia Wilson wasn’t panicking inside.

Flashing in her mind were the words of her sister, Victoria Garcia: the female star who had been played to death was destroyed by Robert Taylor’s perversion.

Thinking of this, Amelia Wilson was truly frightened.

At this moment, she wondered if it was useless to resist him with force.

“Robert Taylor, that’s a bit snobbish of you, isn’t it? How could you so strongly state your intentions at first, and now, just because I refuse to sleep with you, you immediately turn against me? What does that mean?” As Amelia Wilson spoke, she also stopped struggling.

Seeing that she had stopped resisting, Robert Taylor also slowed down his pace.

“Ava, you clearly know what I want. What are you trying to imply by repeatedly refusing? Are you playing games with me? You should know, everyone has a limit to their patience,” Robert Taylor finished, then bit down hard on her chest.

The pain nearly brought tears to Amelia Wilson’s eyes, this pervert!

“Even if you want to touch me, you would have to wait until I’m in better health. I’m still sick right now, and I really don’t want to do this. What’s the point of forcing me?” Amelia Wilson explained.

“If you don’t want to, then let me arouse the desire in you; why put on such a pretense?” Robert Taylor suddenly said with a smile, “You see, I can pamper and spoil a woman, as long as she is obedient and knows how to please me. Otherwise, why would I bother pampering you? Don’t you agree?”

Seeing his sinister smile, all Amelia Wilson could think of was how to get him to leave.

“Fine, how about I accompany you in three days, huh?” Amelia Wilson suddenly lowered her stance, speaking in a soft and delicate voice, “I haven’t fully recovered from my cold. Let me rest for three more days, okay?”

The first instinct Robert Taylor had upon hearing this was that Amelia Wilson was fobbing him off again.

This kind of evasion particularly irked Robert Taylor.

“Amelia Wilson, playing tricks in front of me will let you realize you’re never going to get anything good,” he said, as he bit down on her lips, forcefully prying them open.

Amelia Wilson felt a wave of nausea and bit down hard, forcing Robert Taylor to let go.

Robert Taylor wiped the spot on his lips where she had bitten him and suddenly became consumed with a bestial rage.

His gaze and body language promised something terrifying—he was going to force himself on her.

“Amelia Wilson, if you don’t want the easy way, then don’t blame me for taking the hard way.” As he said this, he started to unbuckle his waist belt, and Amelia Wilson heard the sound of the belt…