Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

She was soaked wet with sweat like she had just come out of a pool. Her body fluids covered his entire hand. He removed her hand from her mouth and replaced it with his fingers. She tasted her own body fluid and was ashamed. She bit his finger indignantly until another salty taste came into her mouth.

Travis Cooper was calm the whole time. Arianna’s breathing was heavier than his. He used his other hand to squeeze her face and force her mouth open. He rubbed his bleeding finger on her cheek and wiped all the blood on her face.

Now, he laughed, “It looks like you are very rebellious, Miss Jenkins. Should I respect you?”

After a few moments of silence, Travis decided not to torture her further. He tossed her a bathrobe and said, “Wash away your sweat. You look like someone who drowned.”

Arianna stood up on shaky legs and put the bathrobe on quickly, only to find it was the same one he wore after his shower.

The clock showed her that only about fifteen minutes had passed. The night was still long.

Arianna was buying some time in the bathroom. She did not want to go back there. She turned the shower on to the hottest temperature and highest pressure. She needed to wash his touch off her body.

Hoping that the lack of oxygen and excessive steam would be enough to knock her out, she sat in the shower and held her breath with her eyes closed. She did not want to endure the torture waiting for her outside the door.

However, she did underestimate her physical strength. She withstood his assault for so long. Although she was having difficulty breathing, she was still thinking clearly and decided to stand back up. When she wanted to suck in the steam again deeply, fresh air suddenly came in. Travis opened the door to the bathroom.

She looked at him in fear. He pulled off his bathrobe and said, “I thought you fainted in here.”

Arianna turned and looked at the shower tiles. She refused to see his naked body.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Travis put his hand on the back of her head and said softly, “Please grow your hair out. I don’t like short hairstyles.” His fingers followed the water down her body, sliding from her neck to her waist. The water was so hot that she could not feel his hand.

Then he unexpectedly pushed her against the wall. The hard tiles hurt her chest. He grabbed her hair with one hand to prevent her head from hitting the wall.

Then, in a humiliating manner, he entered her body like a storm. She clung to the wall, trying to gain some support, but the tiles were so slippery with water. Travis grabbed both her arms and placed them on her back, and held her waist with his other hand.

Arianna’s body was so sensitive now. His body, combined with the hot water, felt like knives cutting her skin open. She could not bear it.

Travis reached one hand out of the shower and turned the fan on to cover the sound of Arianna’s groaning and crying. She could no longer abuse her lips as they were bitten raw.

However, after a few minutes, Arianna’s wish finally came true. She fainted right in the shower.

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Arianna thus started a new page in her life. She went through stages of humiliation, endurance, and indifference in that order.

Sometimes she even felt lucky that Travis had limits on his perversions. She didn’t have to suffer inhumane abuse and embarrassment like in the porn videos.

But it seemed like Travis only regarded her as a toy rather than a sex partner. The difference between the two was huge.

In the beginning, she was not so open-minded. She rather wished she would die and regretted not killing him herself to bring it to an end.

Travis did not have to do much. With only a kiss and a touch, Arianna would sweat all over. He was always trying to challenge her limits. He liked to see her suffer from her own thoughts.

Arianna tried hard to resist the fear she felt. She tried her best to prevent herself from vomiting and to anger him. She also tried to prevent herself from crying so as not to please him. It was her own way of retaining her remaining self-esteem.

When Travis found he could not get what he really wanted from her, his patience ran out. He then usually pinned her down and played very rough until the end.

However, Travis was not exactly a playboy. He did not call her often, potentially because her cold reactions reduced his fun and pleasure. But whenever he did call her, no matter how late at night it was, he always did the full process, including eating, bathing, and foreplay. He never brought her straight into the bedroom.

This could be counted as lucky; Arianna comforted herself with this thought.

But there was something positive about Travis that Arianna could not deny. He never turned back on his words.

He promised that he would no longer take action against Arianna’s grandfather, and he followed through. Although the Sanchez Group was heavily damaged, with her grandfather’s efforts, it stopped bleeding and was on the road to recovery.

Meanwhile, when Arianna began her relationship with Travis, her only request was to hide their story from her grandfather. He did not directly agree or refused her, and he actually seemed to be cooperating in later days.

Travis never personally called her, and his invitations for company were made in advance too. It gave her enough time to make excuses for leaving home. If she could not fulfill the invitation, he would not mind changing the time, but she would have to pay a little price for it.

Additionally, though the city was not small, she would inevitably encounter him once in a while. And no matter if she was with or without her grandfather, Travis always pretended she was a total stranger. He was a professional actor.

Arianna didn’t live in the house he left for her, nor did she spend the money from him. Travis rarely made a fuss about it.

Travis never forced her to stay overnight, so as long as she had enough strength left in her, she would crawl out of his bed and drive home.