Chapter 225

Claire's POV His large hand gripped my waist firmly as he pulled down my pants and entered me from behind. I felt completely hopeless. No tender kisses, no foreplay, no affection. Nothing at all. With each thrust, my stomach slammed against the sharp edge of the desk. The pain was so intense I nearly passed out. But I didn't move. I needed this sharp pain to keep me alert. I refused to lose myself in passion. Please finish quickly. Let this be over soon! About half an hour later, I heard a low growl from behind me as he finally released me. I silently shed a few tears before pushing myself up to stand. I looked up at Lucius, who had already fastened his belt. His white shirt was slightly wrinkled, sweat beaded on his forehead, and the anger had disappeared from his eyes. He looked satisfied, which made me feel utterly humiliated. Rage burned in my chest. I turned away and noticed the glass vase on the desk. With lightning speed, I grabbed it and hurled it at Lucius with all my strength