You Are Mine (English)

Chapter 150: Chapter 150: I’ll Prove It To You

She stared at Stuart in disbelief. He had kissed her at the Beck Mansion, and now he was doing it again. What was he thinking? Edie raised her hand to push him away. He was unaware of her intentions and held her hand tightly against her head.

Her hands were restrained, and he kissed her violently, a feeling of panic grew in her as she tried to escape. This time it felt different, and she seemed more afraid now than when it happened at the Beck Mansion. She had no choice but to bite Stuart’s tongue.

He moved slightly away from her lips, and you could tell by his expression on his face that he was in pain. She sighed heavily, "Stuart, are you crazy?"

His face was so close to her that she could hear his breathing. Familiar coldness and stillness washed over him, and suddenly with a sneering look on his face, he said, "I’m afraid, and I’m really mad." Edie was confused, and she didn’t understand why he was acting this way.

"Don’t you want to know if I’m gay? Then I’ll prove it to you!"

"Prove what? How are you going to prove it?" Before Edie knew what he meant, Stuart kissed her again. This time, his hands were no longer honest; they were all over her body. He slowly unwrapped the quilt, concealing her body. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

He had just taken off her dress, and she was almost naked now, and the place where his large hand had touched it was like a fire, burning hot. Edie read too much in this kiss. It wasn’t only a kiss, and he wanted to make love to her. Damn, Stuart was not gay at all!

No matter how hard Edie struggled, his body fell on her, and her slight writhing made no sense. His eyes were blazing with passion. Didn’t she say he was gay? So he proved it to her! This time Stuart slept with her without any hesitation.

The next day. The morning light was getting brighter, and the sunlight came in through the gap of the thick curtains, reflecting a room full of mess. Edie was in bed and seemed to feel the harsh sunlight.

She frowned unconsciously and shrank into the quilt and fell into a stupor. She was trying to recall the events of last night and felt so confused. Stuart was awake long ago, and he watched Edie sleep intently.

When she rolled over, he saw the numerous hickeys on her body. Last night, he was too excited and should be more gentle next time. He was not entirely to blame, he was only trying to punish her, but her taste was so sweet. That when he tasted her, he could not stop himself.

He had a psychological disorder, which was not cured by the best psychological treatment team in foreign countries. Once he got close to a woman, he would have an uncontrollable aversion, but whenever he was near Edie, he just wanted to get closer and deeper in her.

Was that her magic? His long fingers gently pulled the hair from her cheek and placed it behind her ears, revealing a delicate face. Stuart was feeling happy for the first time in a long time. He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. A wave of warmth filled his entire body.

Stuart slipped out of bed and pulled back the curtains and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner in the room. He had hoped she would get a good night’s sleep. Edie was lying in bed sleeping, unaware of all of this.

Stuart left the room, closed the door softly, and went downstairs. It was still early, and Mr. Sampson was telling the servants what needed to be done. When he saw Stuart get up so early, he was surprised, "Master, good morning."

Stuart replied somewhat drily, "Prepare the breakfast and make sure it’s healthy. Edie was tired last night and will be needing lots of food." A newly married couple said "Last night she was very tired" such words... Mr. Sampson was a smart man and blushed at this.

Mr. Sampson had a dry cough and asked the servants to hurry up and get things ready. Stuart stood there as if he was contemplating something, "After breakfast, move all Edie’s things to my bedroom." Mr. Sampson was pleased to hear this. Master and Mrs. Yates have been married for so long and have been sleeping separately. Mr. Sampson was secretly worried about the relationship between the two of them.

Now the master seemed to have grown up. He was not only sharing rooms with Mrs. Yates but also moving all Mrs. Yates’ things into his room. This showed that the relationship between them has improved. So Mr. Sampson happily responded, "Okay."

Stuart looked a little surprised as if he could not speak. Mr. Sampson, who watched Stuart grow up and had never seen him like this before, was more curious about what Stuart wanted to say.

Stuart hesitated for a moment, then as if he couldn’t help it, said, "What if I make her angry?"

"Ahem --" Mr. Sampson never expected Stuart to say such a thing, then choked on his own saliva and recovered, "Master pissed Mrs. Yates off?" Stuart was stiff and uncomfortable and nodded, "Yes, I think I did."

Mr. Sampson could tell from Stuart’s expression that something must have happened and tentatively asked, "I wonder why master made Mrs. Yates angry?" Stuart’s thin lips pressed tightly together and said, "Never mind any more talk."

He couldn’t tell Mr. Sampson. He had sex with Edie last night. What would Mr. Sampson think of him?

When he woke up in the morning, he felt strange. He was calm from his childhood when he got accepted as the top heir in his education. The most crucial point was self-control, a calm heir could lead the family to brilliance. At this point, he had been far more than an average person.

But last night, his proud self-control crumbled. He seemed mad, and he didn’t want to stop, even though she begged for mercy over and over again. He was just like a drug addict; he finally got the drug he wanted and couldn’t help control himself.