Chapter 207

Stella turned her head away, dodging his burning gaze. Her voice was sharp and cold. "I'm not leaving with you. Charles, you really think this is gonna make me stay? You're wrong. I'd rather die than be trapped by you again!" Her words cut deep—like a blade straight to his chest. Charles' face darkened immediately, a mix of fury and possessiveness flashing through his eyes. He suddenly pressed her against the wall, arms on either side of her, completely blocking her escape. "Stella, don't test my limits." His voice was low, almost trembling from barely-contained rage, and before she could react, he kissed her—hard and unforgiving, almost like punishment. Stella fought back wildly, biting down on his lip until the taste of blood spread between them. He flinched but didn't let go. Quite the opposite, he pulled her closer. Her hands pushed at him, fingernails digging into his back and leaving bloody trails. Feeling how rough her resistance was, Charles suddenly remembered the child she wa