The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 411 - 390: Are you going to accuse me of rape?

Chapter 411: Chapter 390: Are you going to accuse me of rape?

"What are your conditions?!"

Upon hearing these words, Julie Harrison instinctively became alert, her eyes widening with fear as she stared at him!

Her frightened expression was fully captured in his gaze. Oliver Thompson felt a chill inside him as he saw her eyes cool down a bit. His lips curled into a self-mocking smile. The little woman who used to chase him so eagerly was now so afraid of him clinging to her!

It had been almost a year. He had loved and exhausted himself. If...

"Give me another child, and I’ll give you Roy. You keep the one in your belly!"

Oliver Thompson’s deep eyes fixed on her ever-changing face, as the coldness in his heart surfaced, but his words remained calm and emotionless, "You can’t expect me to grow old alone, can you?"

Growing old alone?

By himself?

Julie looked at the man in front of her, seemingly understanding what he meant. Giving her Roy would mean growing old alone for him. It was clear that he was no longer planning to be with his childhood sweetheart, Cathy!

Julie was a smart woman. Since she understood his words, she wasn’t foolish enough to ask him about their meaning!

"You can choose to grow old alone or fulfill your long-cherished wish, depending on your choice!" After all, the woman he loved was still alive and well in front of him. As long as he was willing, he could divorce her and marry the other woman any time.

"If I have to choose, I choose..."

Oliver Thompson looked at her unblinkingly, the maliciousness in his eyes deepening. He stopped midway, suddenly hoisting her from the sofa and striding towards the guest room on the first floor. "I choose to be entangled with you for the rest of my life!"

He was tired, but he couldn’t let her go and set her free!

So, if he couldn’t let her go, then just keep clinging to her!

Julie was horrified by his sudden move and terrifying maliciousness. Her face paled as she unconsciously screamed, "Oliver Thompson, what the hell is wrong with you?!"

As she spoke, her small fists rained down on him like raindrops, along with her voice that was hoarse from suppressing her emotions. They landed on his wide chest, "Oliver Thompson, let me go, you scoundrel, what do you want?!"

Ignoring her, Oliver Thompson entered the bedroom, kicked the door shut, and the next moment, Julie was thrown onto the bed. He followed, pressing his heavy body down on her, his deep and passionate eyes fixed on her, narrowing incessantly.

"What do you want to do?" He stared intensely at her for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes shining with a terrifying light. "You’re already in bed, and you don’t know what I want to do?"

As he spoke, the smile on Oliver Thompson’s lips grew darker, "Julie, since your heart can’t return to me, and I don’t want to set you free, if I can’t have you willingly, then I’ll just have to take you by force!"

His words sounded light, but they were bone-chilling!

Oliver Thompson, calm down, don’t do anything stupid!"

Seeing the redness deepening in his eyes, Julie trembled as she spoke, "Marital rape is still rape. If you dare to do anything, I’ll..."

"You’ll report me for rape?"

Before Julie finished her words, Oliver Thompson interrupted her decisively. His bloodthirsty eyes flashed a fearsome menace, his hoarse voice filled with rage, "Julie, I’ve run out of patience. I’m going to have you today, whether you like it or not. If you want to report me for rape, just go ahead! You think I care? You think I’ll be afraid?!"

"Hiss!" A crisp sound of fabric tearing suddenly rang out as Julie’s clothes were ripped to shreds by Oliver Thompson. Her smooth, fair skin was exposed to the air, her rich and perfect cleavage instantly stimulating his vision.

Oliver Thompson felt the blood in his veins boil as an electric current shot up from his feet, surging through his body. In an instant, all of his blood rushed to one place, and his most primal desire was suddenly ignited to its peak...

"Oliver, please, I beg you, don’t..."

Julie was terrified by the crimson in his eyes. She was engulfed by extreme panic. The man who had once terrified her had returned, not with cold detachment, but with a domineering need to possess her. If this had happened in the past, she might have been thrilled, but now, the times had changed!

Though still fearful, she no longer understood the true meaning behind her fear!

"Begging me?"

Oliver Thompson didn’t pay her any heed. Instead, his hands weren’t idle on top of her, instead grabbing her flailing hands. The bloodthirsty, enchanting smile spread at the corner of his lips to its breaking point, "You’re begging now, but what will you do later?"

At that moment, her breathing stopped, and Julie unconsciously covered her chest and belly, her expression a mixture of grievance and panic, which took away all his reason.

"Oliver Thompson, we’ve been separated for a year. You have no right to force me to fulfill my duties as a wife!" Julie fearlessly reminded him of a fact.

Then, the next moment, she felt a coldness below. She was still wearing her torn housecoat on her upper body, but below she was completely naked. Julie hadn’t expected him to be so direct. While she was still neatly dressed, the clothes on the other person had already been torn to pieces!

Julie was so scared that she screamed unconsciously, but before she could open her mouth fully, he stifled her with a deep kiss. The hot, intense breath engulfed her senses, and though she tried to push him away, she eventually had to give up.

He pressed her heavily into the quilt, his desire pulsing with vitality. His hoarse voice barely contained the breaking point. It seemed like he would burst at any second, "I never said I’d let you off with your wife’s responsibilities. From the very beginning, I’ve been talking about raping you!"

After saying that, Oliver Thompson pushed his hips down onto her, his eyes locked onto her panicked face. His heart was inexplicably irritated, his hand subconsciously reaching for the tight thing around his neck. He realized it was his tie. Looking down at himself, he saw his black shirt still on his body, only then realizing that he had only torn off her clothes and had not removed any of his own!

The next moment, Julie heard the sound of buttons being ripped off. The following instant, pain shot through her, causing her to scream involuntarily. This brought some color back to Oliver Thompson’s face.