บททั้งหมดของ Ms. York's Second Proposal: บทที่ 641 - บทที่ 650

At first, Celeste didn't think much of it. She was blinded by the high beams from the car behind her and changed lanes at the intersection. To her dismay, the SUV followed her every move, sticking close behind.A sinking feeling settled in her gut. Trusting her instincts, she turned at the next intersection, and sure enough, the SUV mirrored her action. Realizing she was being followed, she sped up, trying to shake off the tailing vehicle. However, the SUV relentlessly pursued her, finally ramming into her car's rear end at a deserted intersection.Whoever was behind this was prepared. Celeste heard a loud "bang" and felt the car shudder as her rear tire blew out. Given her encounter with Dora, it wasn't hard to piece things together. The inevitable had arrived.Sitting in her car, Celeste quickly sent her location to Megan and Ava via WhatsApp."Help me!"That was all she needed to say. She opened the car door and stepped out, finding herself surrounded by four burly men."M

Mark had fed her an aphrodisiac! This realization made Celeste's heart plummet.She should have known. After all, he often resorted to such methods. Wasn't it the same drug he had used on Dora when her uncle rescued her?Images of Dora's humiliating photos flashed in Celeste's mind, amplifying her terror. Her pupils contracted in fear.Seeing Celeste's sudden fright, Mark's face lit up with a triumphant smile."So, Celeste, you're not completely fearless after all..." He pinched her chin with his greasy fingers, his eyes filled with fascination."You are truly a beauty beyond compare. Compared to you, Dora is downright vulgar."Mark's round face loomed closer, his expression suggesting he was ready to strip Celeste bare."Let go of me!" Celeste recoiled and shouted, "Using drugs to force yourself on women—what kind of man are you? If you have any guts, kill me!"She knew that self-preservation was paramount, but her pride wouldn't let her submit to such a vile man. She'd rather

Celeste's mind was completely overtaken by the drug. Her thoughts were a muddled mess, and her actions were driven purely by instinct. Her cheeks burned, her entire body aflame with heat. Despite unbuttoning her shirt down to her stomach, she found no relief and grew increasingly desperate, tears welling up in her eyes."Damon, help me," she pleaded, clutching his right arm and pressing herself against him.Damon's arm, held tightly by Celeste, felt unnaturally rigid."Stop," Damon rasped, his voice hoarse. His jaw was clenched, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.Suddenly, he felt like a romcom hero being relentlessly seduced by the heroine.Celeste didn't need to say much; just pressing against him and saying, "Damon, help me," was enough to break his resolve.Perhaps if Damon's heart was clear of desire, it would allow to overcome his temptations. But his heart was filled with Celeste, the very ghost haunting his desires."Damon," Celeste called out, her voic

After teasing her, Damon let out a, "Hmmm," seemingly mocking Celeste."Well... the situation was unique. People under the influence of drugs aren't fully in control of their actions," Celeste stammered, trying to explain."Oh?" Damon raised an eyebrow, his expression clearly beckoning her to continue what she was saying.Realizing his amusement, Celeste felt a mix of shame and anger. Her face lost some of its redness, and she started speaking without thinking."We've slept together before. You're the one being overly dramatic. Do you think being with me is a loss? We're both adults. Who are you trying to fool with this act?"If you're so worried about being taken advantage of, maybe you should buy a chastity belt. That'll keep everyone away!" she retorted. Her words were harsh, despite it being her who had clung to Damon. Now she was turning the tables, calling him dramatic.Surprisingly, Damon remained unbothered. He just smiled and let her vent.Celeste, realizing she was b

After Damon saw Celeste's face instantly turn pale, he sighed and immediately turned on the hazard lights, pulling over to the side of the road. The enclosed space of the car was a private haven amidst the pouring rain outside."Come here!" Damon looked at the frozen Celeste and opened his arms to her.Freed from the constraints of the seatbelt, Celeste bent slightly, curling her shoulders inward to hug herself tightly. She seemed oblivious to Damon's voice and was lost in her own little world.Damon felt his heart squeeze painfully when he saw her like this. This habit reportedly started after Celeste's mother passed away and she developed depression. A tough woman like her, who feared nothing, rarely showed such vulnerability. It made Damon want to cherish her even more.He sighed and leaned over. He then lifted and carried her over the center console and onto his lap.Celeste was slender and fragile, making it effortless for him to hold her like this. He had done this last nigh