
Quickie Marriage, Sweet Love
Eileen Fee · Ongoing · 570.5k Words
Introduction
"I married you just to retaliate against your father. Now that he's dead, you'll spend your whole life atoning for it!"
She finally realized, he had never loved her. He wished she were dead...
Chapter 1
S&C Hotel.
The bed creaked, and the sound of flesh flapping mixed with the sound of water signaled the passion inside the room.
Sebastian Boleyn lifted Christina Seymour's chin from behind, forcing her to look at herself in the mirror at the foot of the bed.
The woman in the mirror had disheveled hair, damp with sweat and clinging to her face. Her eyes were red, and her skin was flushed.
Her perky breasts were bouncing up and down with the man's thrusts. Her legs were wide open, and the man's purplish-red penis was mercilessly going in and out, hitting the deepest part every time.
Christina bit her lip hard, not letting out a single moan, as if holding onto the last bit of her dignity.
Sebastian noticed this too. With his long index and middle fingers together, he forcefully pried open her blood-stained lips, playing with her tongue until a silver thread of saliva was drawn out.
He spoke up, "Two years without seeing each other, and you don't even know how to address me? Don't you want to be Mrs. Boleyn? Can't you even call me husband?"
Sebastian spoke while thrusting his hips, his eyes showing no trace of confusion or indulgence. He just vented his desire.
But even pure venting was too much for Christina to handle. Sebastian's penis was terrifyingly huge, recklessly ramming into her, leaving her nowhere to hide and making her scalp tingle.
After a deep thrust from Sebastian, Christina's body tensed, and her back uncontrollably pressed tightly against Sebastian for support, her teeth biting her lip even deeper.
Sebastian let out a muffled groan, tightened his grip on her waist, and resisted the urge to ejaculate, giving a mocking smile to Christina in the mirror. "You've climaxed three times already. You're the one begging me, but why are you enjoying it now?"
He lowered his voice, whispering in Christina's ear, "You really are a slut."
Christina felt humiliated and struggled to get away from him.
Sebastian's hand on her waist suddenly loosened, and the next second, Christina lost her balance and fell hard to the floor.
Ignoring the pain from inside and outside, Christina reached out to grab the dress that had been casually thrown on the floor, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in her scalp. She gasped and reached up to hold her hair.
Sebastian showed no mercy, pulling her hair and dragging her back, roughly pressing her between his legs. His purplish-red penis pressed against Christina's tender face.
Sebastian looked down at her and simply commanded, "Suck."
Sebastian's penis was still dripping with her fluids, making Christina feel nauseous. She turned her head away. It was too humiliating!
Sebastian gave her no chance to escape, pulling her hair back with his right hand, forcing her to tilt her head up, and inserting his penis directly into her mouth with his left hand. The nausea surged up, but was blocked tightly by Sebastian's penis.
Christina wished she could bite his penis off! She looked up at him with hatred in her eyes. The glistening tears in her eyes only fueled Sebastian's sadistic desire.
He thrust deep into her throat. As Christina gagged and her throat tightened, Sebastian ejaculated.
She coughed violently, only managing to spit out half of the semen, the rest dribbling down her chin.
She glared at Sebastian. "Can you save my dad now?"
Sebastian looked at the semen on her lips, his penis still standing erect after just releasing, He glanced at his watch and said slowly, "I said the condition is to satisfy me first."
Christina felt she had made a very foolish decision. She should have spent the time helping her father, Gavin Seymour, negotiate.
She suddenly stood up. Sebastian easily saw through her intentions and leisurely reminded her, "I only need to make a call to the next suite, and your dad will have no chance."
Christina's chest heaved violently.
Sebastian lay leisurely on the bed. "Let's see how you perform."
She gritted her teeth and walked over step by step.
Sebastian mercilessly added, "This time, make it sound nice."
Two hours later, Christina was covered in bruises and bite marks.
She didn't even notice her own miserable condition, nervously urging a satisfied Sebastian. "Can you fulfill your promise now?"
The Seymour Family was on the brink of collapse. If Sebastian was willing to help, it might alleviate the situation. After all, in Harmony City, he was all-powerful.
In just two years, he had built the Boleyn Group from scratch to dominate the area. It was no wonder her father insisted she should marry Sebastian.
Even though they had not consummated their marriage in the past two years, others still showed her respect because she was Sebastian's wife.
Sebastian didn't even put on a robe, he glanced at his watch again, and forcibly dragged her to the window.
Christina shook off his hand, but Sebastian grabbed her tightly, causing her bones to ache.
"Isn't this fulfilling my promise?" Christina asked.
Sebastian grabbed her chin, forcing her to look out the window.
She stared into the void, angrily questioning, "What!"
Her words were cut off. A figure rapidly fell past the floor-to-ceiling window, yet Christina saw it clearly.
Realizing what had happened, Christina didn't even have time to dress properly, running barefoot out of the suite.
The elevator was too slow, so she stumbled and ran down thirty floors.
A crowd had gathered outside the hotel entrance. Christina pushed through the crowd, her thin figure desperately squeezing in.
Seeing the person in the pool of blood, Christina collapsed to her knees and screamed painfully, "Dad!"
The hotel security promptly cleared the area and came to pull her away.
Amidst the commotion, she saw Sebastian with a cold face, walking out of the hotel surrounded by people, as dignified as ever.
Christina's heart was filled with hatred. She got up and rushed towards Sebastian. "Is this what you promised me? Why did you force my dad to his death!"
Bodyguards immediately stepped in to stop her, not letting her get close.
Sebastian's eyes were cold, his thin lips parted. "What did I promise you?"
Then, escorted by bodyguards, Sebastian bent down and got into the car, which merged into the traffic.
That night, the news was sensational.
With Gavin's suicide by jumping off the building, the Seymour Group was officially declared bankrupt. The once-glorious Seymour Family was gone.
In addition, Christina also made the headlines that night. In the photos and videos, Christina was disheveled, looking like a madwoman.
But she had no time to care. She had to prepare for Gavin's funeral.
On the day of the funeral, former business partners came to pay their respects.
They said, "Ms. Seymour, my condolences."
In reality, they were wary of her status as Sebastian's wife, their eyes secretly searching.
Not seeing Sebastian, they were quite disappointed. After all, they had no ways to see him in usual times.
As the condolences were coming to an end in the afternoon, only one lily was left.
A Maybach silently stopped at the entrance of the funeral home. The car door opened, and a pair of custom-made leather shoes came into view. Sebastian got out, his gray suit fitting perfectly.
"Sebastian, can I go in too?" Accompanied by a sweet inquiry, a figure in a red dress got out of the car. Christina looked over, her eyes narrowing sharply.
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