Chapter 156. Will you let me be the owner of your body?

"Isn't it the same thing you plan to do? Aren't you going to claim what you bought?" Pamela asks Benedict in a bitter tone while pointing at herself.

"Of course I will claim it," he responds dryly. "The difference is that I will be your husband. With me, you will have everything you never dreamed of having. I won't take you by force, but that doesn't guarantee that when you decide to be with me, I won't be hard with you, because that's how I like to fuck. You will be Mrs. Arrabal, the mother of my heirs, my wife."

An overwhelming silence envelops them at that moment. Pamela doesn't even know how to respond to that.

He extends his hand to her and Pamela takes a few seconds to take it. Benedict puts her on his lap, just like he had hundreds of times with Adelaide. In a way, Pamela reminds him of her, her innocence, her spontaneity, her simplicity.

Benedict inhales the scent of her hair before kissing her forehead again. This is something Pamela has never experienced before, she doesn't