All Chapters of When She Turns Her Back: Chapter 1171 - Chapter 1180

Quentin stopped caring about holding back. He closed the distance between them and swept Talia into his arms.He lifted her onto the dining table, his hands firm under her thighs, and pressed his mouth against hers without any of his usual gentleness. This time, he was urgent, almost rough.His hands tugged at her clothes without any regard for the way she pushed against him. Every other time before this, he'd asked her again and again if she was okay with it. But that night, he was past that.If he couldn't stop her from leaving with words, then this was the only way he knew to keep her. His kisses weren't really kisses anymore. He bit, grazed, and tasted her with a desperation that bordered on recklessness.Talia resisted. She pressed her hands flat against his chest to keep a distance between them. But he pulled her hands away, reaching for the buttons of her top while his lips trailed lower.She managed to get a few words out between breaths, her voice strained. "Quentin, don'

Talia had barely finished getting dressed and hadn't even had a chance to fix her hair before Christian lost whatever patience he had left. He aimed his gun at the door, fired several shots, and then slammed his foot into it.The door crashed inward and hit the floor, and every barrier between them disappeared in an instant.Christian stepped inside, gun in hand, his dark eyes sweeping the room. Talia's clothes were wrinkled, her hair tousled, and her lips swollen and flushed. Every detail on her body was a silent reminder that something had just happened.His gaze shifted to Quentin, who stood shirtless, his tan skin catching the light with a warm, golden sheen.Something inside Christian snapped. He raised the gun and pointed it directly at Quentin's head.But before his finger could reach the trigger, Talia stepped between them and shielded Quentin with her body. Her expression was blank, her eyes completely cold.In the silence that followed, Christian broke first. His voice

A man as proud as Christian would never bring himself to touch a woman who'd already been with another man.What Quentin had said served two purposes. One was to remind Talia that he would never let her go easily, and the other was to make sure Christian knew that they had slept together.Christian walked out of the Henderson residence with a stony expression and found Talia still waiting by the car.It was freezing outside, and her face had gone red from the cold. Even so, she was still gripping Quentin's silver handgun. Whether it was because it belonged to Quentin or because she wanted it for her own protection, it was hard to say.Christian didn't ask. He walked up to her, glanced at her flushed cheeks, and asked, "Why didn't you get in the car?"Talia didn't spare him an ounce of politeness. "You know why."Christian looked amused. "Are you worried I'd kill him?""He's not as weak as you think," Talia said without a shred of doubt. "And you're not as strong as you think you

Christian's chest ached fiercely, yet in the next breath, he shrugged it off with practiced indifference. "So what if you don't love me? That's never been something I cared about."There was a time when Talia would have tried to read between Christian's lines, would have dug into what he really meant. But she didn't have the energy for that anymore, and she didn't want to. What he was thinking had stopped mattering to her.No matter what he said, she let it wash over her without flinching. She turned and started up the stairs.Out of habit, she moved toward the guest room, but Christian, who had been following close behind, steered her into the master bedroom instead.He flicked on the lights. Talia glanced around and realized everything looked the same as it always had. She hesitated, caught off guard.Christian sensed her surprise. "Nothing's changed in here since you left."The familiar furniture and layout pulled old memories to the surface, and Talia could almost see the nai

Christian's displeasure boiled over. "What's so great about Quentin? He's got women all over the place. Talia, what do you even see in him?""Christian, just because he has a reputation, it doesn't mean that he's actually unfaithful," Talia said."And just the same, just because you claim to be devoted to Nancy, it doesn't mean you actually are. You two aren't even in the same league. There's no point comparing the two of you."Christian listened, his eyes slowly falling shut. He tried to swallow the rage churning inside him, but no matter how hard he pushed it down, it wouldn't go.Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. His eyes snapped open, bloodshot and burning, and he rounded on her. "No point comparing? How good is he exactly? One hour? Three? Or does he just go deeper than I do?"He advanced on her with every question.Talia backed away instinctively until her back hit the wall, leaving her nowhere else to go. She raised her hands against his chest to keep him at a distance