He Gave Me Hearing, Then Taught Me What Silence Really Means novel Chapter 137

The driver made eye contact with Nelson through the rearview mirror, instantly looking away and pretending he hadn't seen a thing.

Juniper flushed deep red with panic. "Let me go."

Nelson buried his face in the crook of her neck, pressing kisses against her skin before biting down, his tongue rolling over the sensitive spot repeatedly.

Her chest heaved with fury as she heard him say, "Reggie, lower the partition, please."

The man addressed as Reggie instantly triggered the divider, his face perfectly neutral, though a flash of shock betrayed his eyes.

He genuinely hadn't expected this...

Not even the old lady had realized there was something going on between these two.

His hands tightened around the steering wheel. Just as Nelson said, he would absolutely keep his mouth shut.

Everyone knew Nelson had a lethal temper.

Juniper felt a wave of despair wash over her, especially knowing the old lady's driver had just witnessed this. She couldn't bear to imagine what the old lady would do if she found out.

Just last night, she had been eager to set Juniper up with other men.

Nelson pinned her against the leather seat, his voice making her tremble. "Nelson!"

His fingers moved to unbutton her blouse. Under her cold, panicked gaze, he lowered his head again.

Juniper looked away, entirely broken, like a captive whose ultimate weakness had been exploited, rendering her completely helpless.

She ground her teeth together, her fingers digging into his hair, but he shot her a piercing, dominant glare that sent a violent shudder straight through her core.

Juniper wished she could just pass out and avoid experiencing this suffocating humiliation.

While he tormented her, Nelson pulled out his phone. "Look at the men I picked out for you. Which one do you like?"

His predatory gaze stayed locked on her, his words relentless.

Juniper's eyes burned red, completely dead inside. "Do you have to humiliate me like this?"

He lowered his eyelashes, saying nothing.

The car ride was excruciatingly long for Juniper. The sweat of Nelson's restraint fell upon her chest, a faint flush painting the corners of his eyes.

He was meticulous in these acts, never leaving her ignored or unsatisfied.

The anger building in Juniper's chest eventually morphed into a profound, suffocating tide of grievance and resentment.

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