Luana never expected that after Cline let Calvert in, he would continue to kiss her.
It wasn't until she heard Calvert's voice that she understood his intention.
Although she had already let go of Calvert, seeing his eyes turn bloodshot with despair still startled her.
She couldn't help but feel that the man struggling to rush towards them wasn't Calvert, but Albion.
Because only Albion would lose control when he saw her being hurt by another man.
Instinctively not wanting to upset Albion, she struggled desperately.
But the more she struggled, the harder Cline kissed her, even going so far as to slide his slender fingers inside her clothes right in front of Calvert.
"Cline, don't touch her!" Calvert roared in a fit of madness, wishing he could rush over and kill Cline.
But his body was pinned down by the bodyguard, leaving him helpless as he watched Cline take possession of Luana bit by bit.
Luana forcefully pushed Cline away.
Furious, she trembled all over and bit down hard on Cline's lips.
She thought this would make him back off, but the already frenzied Cline didn't feel the pain; instead, he was further provoked into a more uncontrollable state.
"If you don't want it here, let's move to another place!" Cline suddenly released her, picked her up in one motion, and headed towards the bedroom.
Before Luana could react, she saw Calvert's eyes turn bloodshot in an instant. He almost knelt on the ground, shouting in a heart-wrenching voice, "Cline, do not touch her!!!"
The heart-rending cry from behind made Cline pause.
He slowly turned his head, looking down at the pale-faced Calvert like a king holding the power of life and death.
"She's my woman. I'll touch her if I want to. What gives you the right to say no?" Cline's powerful and arrogant aura made Calvert, who was kneeling on the ground, seem like a pitiful dog.
Calvert, pinned down by the bodyguard, knelt with his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Luana in Cline's arms.
"She's not your woman. She's mine. We grew up together, knowing and loving each other. How could she be yours?" They had promised to be together forever. How did it become his? How could it become his?
Calvert couldn't accept it, his expression filled with heart-wrenching despair.
Seeing Calvert's agitated state, Luana was slightly shocked.
Hadn't he abandoned her five years ago? Why did he look so heartbroken...
Her moment of daze made Cline very unhappy, as if she had crossed a line. His expression darkened instantly.
Holding Luana, he looked down at Calvert, like he was looking at a lowly creature.
"You stay outside and listen well!"
The moment the door closed, it completely blocked out Calvert's desperate cries.
Luana was thrown onto the bed by Cline with such force that she barely had time to react before he was on top of her.
She had thought he was just trying to provoke Calvert, but she didn't expect him to be serious. He actually intended to sleep with her!
"Cline, are you insane? You don't think I'm dirty after being with other men?"
It was only now that she remembered his mental disease, and she clung to it like a lifeline, struggling and shouting.
"So what? I don't care anymore..."
After the man indifferently finished this sentence, his deep eyes became even more resolute, as if he had made some decision.
It was only at this moment that Luana realized Cline was truly angry. So angry that he didn't care if she was "dirty" and was determined to sleep with her.
No matter how she struggled, the man still slept with her. It was more fiercely than any time they had been together before.
It was as if he was deliberately making her make noise, exerting himself on her body. It was punishment, a way to vent his anger, and also a hint of... longing.
It was Cline's longing. As soon as he touched her, he lost control. All the emotions he had suppressed burst out.
"Luana, you are destined to be mine..."
The possessiveness in his eyes was crazy. This was the first time Luana had seen such a side of him.
She stared blankly at the man kissing her deeply, feeling a moment of dizziness.
"Cline, what am I to you..."
"And what am I to you?"
Cline's retort made Luana, who had wanted to probe further, immediately stop.
She closed her mouth, her lowered eyelashes hiding all the emotions in her eyes.
The man grabbed her small face with one hand, leaned close to her ear, and said coldly, "Don't even think about me loving you!"
He wouldn't love her, nor could he ever love her.
He lost control for her again and again, but it was just because he couldn't accept her being with other men.
He kept warning himself and kept venting his emotions on her.
But even he didn't realize that when he was with her, his heart felt a sense of peace and fulfillment it had never felt before...
Cline's words hit Luana's heart hard, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope within her.
She curled her lips into a smile, "Good, I don't love you either..."
And in return, she received even more fierce punishment from the man.