Chapter 44: Even Then, You Must Die Beneath Me

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Even Then, You Must Die Beneath Me

At first, Evelyn Grant thought the drug he had given her would simply leave her weak.

Until...

Every inch of her skin burned as if on fire. Yet, paradoxically, the places Julian Sterling touched brought a soothing relief.

A primal urge drove her to seek more of his touch, to submit to him.

But what little rationality she had left was still fighting a desperate battle.

"Let me go..."

Evelyn Grant gritted her teeth, trying to escape the old house and get outside while she still had some shred of consciousness.

But that was obviously impossible.

It took hardly any effort for Julian Sterling to drag her back and trap her once more.

"Why put on this pointless struggle? What’s with the act? It’s not like you haven’t slept with a man before!"

The mere thought that Evelyn Grant had actually slept with some other man sent Julian Sterling’s fury skyrocketing.

His large hand clamped around her slender neck, pinning her against the wall. "Who was that man? After you killed Jane, did your guilty conscience drive you to find some guy to knock you up so you could escape the death penalty? And then you forged evidence to slander Jane’s name, is that it?!"

He still couldn’t bring himself to believe that Jane Jacobs could have sent those chat logs herself.

In Julian’s eyes, she was a gentle, understanding, and exceptionally considerate girl!

When she learned he had to obey his grandfather’s order and marry Evelyn Grant, Jane Jacobs had even been understanding! She had even urged him not to defy his elders, reminding him that his grandfather was old and shouldn’t be upset.

’In private... how could she be the kind of person who would say such vicious things?’

Right now, Evelyn Grant just wanted to break free! She felt like she was suffocating.

The lack of air from his grip on her throat, combined with the uncontrollable craving coursing through her body, was enough to drive anyone insane.

Her cheeks were flushed, her words broken and halting.

"Let... go... of me..."

"Don’t even dream of it. You’re not escaping today."

Julian Sterling released his grip. He hadn’t actually intended to kill Evelyn Grant.

Seeing the woman before him, her eyes gone hazy with desire and her breathing quickened by the drug’s effects, Julian Sterling’s lips curled into a smirk. "Admit it. You want me! All those times you subtly suggested I go to the hospital for a check-up... wasn’t that just because you wanted us to have a real sex life? So why are you still playing the innocent virgin now!"

With that, his hand went straight to her blouse and started on the buttons.

One, two...

Evelyn Grant was still pushing back forcefully, so it wasn’t going smoothly.

As he undid the third button, her black lace bra was revealed.

For an adult man with no experience, it was an undeniably powerful visual shock.

For a moment, Julian Sterling even felt as if he were the one who had taken the drug.

But as he reached for the last remaining button, Evelyn Grant suddenly bit his hand like a madwoman.

"If your heart belongs to Jane Jacobs, then you shouldn’t be touching me... Let me go..."

"Leave? You’re drugged. Where do you think you’re going?" he sneered. "I might as well tell you, if a man doesn’t help you with this, your body temperature will keep rising until you pass out and go into shock!"

Julian Sterling had specially requested this drug from a friend.

It was specifically for use in nightclubs on "unmanageable" women.

Once ingested, other than having sex, there was no way to alleviate the effects—not even in a hospital.

"Then I’d rather die!"

"Die? Heh. Then you can die underneath me."