Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 355

She pushed him with all her might, trying to get him off her. "Get off, you jerk! I have no clue what you're babbling about. Snap out of it!"

But it was as if Tarquin didn't hear a word she said, his voice on repeat, "Who did it? Who was it?"

Who had orchestrated his parents' demise? Who?!

Elysia looked at him, terrified. His emotions were too volatile, and if things kept going this way, something bad was bound to happen!

She reached out to turn on the main light from the bedside table, hoping to bring him back to reality. Instead, she knocked over the lamp.

With a 'click,' darkness suddenly enveloped the room.

Tarquin, on high alert, glanced around. The familiar darkness, the extreme tension, and the presence of that familiar woman beside him...

His mind suddenly drifted back to that day six years ago at the airport. It was his first day back in the country to take over the Bradford Group, and he was immediately targeted. Chased, ambushed, drugged...

He quickly pressed down on Elysia, covering her mouth, "Shh! Don't make a sound!"

Elysia, struggling to breathe, didn't care what he was saying. She resisted fiercely!

Tarquin pressed down harder, their bodies pressed tightly together. One hand secured her wrists above her head, while the other kept covering her mouth and nose. His legs pinned hers, immobilizing her!

"If you want to stay alive, keep quiet. Someone's out to get me, and they won't hesitate to take you down too."

Elysia's eyes widened in shock, her memories flashing back to six years ago. He had done the same thing, covered her mouth, and said the exact same words, without missing a beat!

Encouraged, Tarquin whispered sweet nothings into her ear, "Help me, and I swear I won't let you down! Trust me! I'll make you the happiest, most respected woman in the world!"

Elysia's eyes were filled with horror, as if history was repeating itself, "No, please, no..."

But her protests were drowned out by his kiss. He was as domineering as he had been back then! Prying open her lips to claim her thoroughly, ransacking her mouth and forcefully mingling his essence with hers.

No matter how much Elysia struggled, he kept a tight grip on her, kissing her passionately, unleashing his pent-up desires. Like a starving wolf in the dead of winter finally finding its prey, clamping down and refusing to let go.

That kiss nearly took Elysia's life! Due to her inability to breathe properly during the kiss, her brain started to lack oxygen, and her consciousness began to fade. Even though she hadn't drunk a drop, she couldn't tell if this was reality or a dream!

Because for the past six years, she had dreamt of him more than once. Every dream was like this moment, desperately entwined!