The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 543

Chapter 543 Drunken Confession

Chapter 543 Drunken Confession

Laura stood frozen, stunned by the words pouring out of him. Play with him?

She could never have imagined Weston Windore begging for anything, least of all this.

“You must be joking, Mr. Windore. You’re the one who treats people like toys. Who would dare toy with you?”

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“I’m not joking. I’m deadly serious.” He tightened his arms around her. “Do whatever you want with me, but don’t love another man. I can’t bear it.”

She shoved him away and spun to face him. “Whether I fall for someone else is none of your concern. If you can’t handle that, that’s your problem, not mine.”

Hooking a finger beneath his chin, she tilted his face toward the light. “You said I could do whatever I want to you, right?”

“Yes.” His eyes, glazed with drink, still burned with need. In that instant, she knew he would submit to whatever she commanded and thank her for the privilege.

Laura studied the once–aloof man now seemingly willing to fall at her feet.

Back in college, she had dreamed of moments like this, yet even holding his hand had required relentless pestering.

Every scrap of closeness had been her pursuit; he had never offered the slightest hint of affection.

Loving him had felt like pressing warm palms against a block of ice that refused to melt.

She had told herself he was merely reserved, that time would teach him tenderness.

But time had proved he wasn’t unable–just unwilling.

Tonight, at last, he was willing.

So even a golden boy like Weston could wear such a desperate expression and speak such pleading words.

Yet the more he humbled himself now, the more she pitied the girl she once was–the girl who had loved him with her whole heart and gotten nothing in return.

Back when they were fearless kids, every reckless wager and every heady rush of feeling had been nothing more than a game.

Laura glanced at Weston, scorn shimmering in her eyes. “Too bad. I’m not you. I have zero interest in doing anything to you, Weston. Just because you beg for it doesn’t mean I’ll oblige.”

Weston’s chest caved with sudden weight. The sneer in her eyes sliced him open.

His voice barely rose above a hush. “You… Do you hate me?”

Laura pondered, her head tilting. “Hate? Not really. Disgust? Hardly. If anything, I’d say I feel nothing in particular.”

Color drained from Weston’s face in a violent rush. Nothing? No feeling at all?

That hurt worse than outright loathing.

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Chapter 543 Drunken Confession

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Desperation burned in his words. “Don’t pretend you’re indifferent. That night, you pinned me down–your hands, your mouth. answered mine. The video proves it, Laura. On film, you felt plenty.”

D’mn it. He’s mentioning that video again.

That cursed footage had forced her into a contractual relationship with him in the first place.

Brows knitting, she rubbed at her temple. “I was drunk, Weston.”

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