Eddy's lips came crashing down toward Blanche's, but she turned her head away, evading his kiss.
He pressed his mouth instead to the delicate curve of her neck, leaving harsh, possessive marks on her pale skin, as if branding her as his own.
With a rough tug, he tore her dress apart, his hands tracing the elegant line of her back, gliding down to her thigh. He hoisted her leg around his waist.
But just as suddenly, he stopped.
Through it all, Blanche hadn't made a sound.
Inside the Rolls-Royce, the silence was suffocating.
Eddy, his anger still simmering, looked up to see Blanche collapsed against the seat, her hair disheveled, her clothes in disarray, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were hollow, lifeless, like a porcelain doll that had been broken—beautiful, but utterly shattered.
He had never seen her like this, so empty, as if she'd given up on the whole world.
Panic seized him. He pulled her into his arms and wiped away her tears. "Blanche, I'm so sorry," he murmured.
She was pregnant, her health fragile, and yet he had almost forced himself on her like some kind of monster.
The realization made him want to slap himself. If only she would forgive him. "I just love you so much," he whispered desperately.
"I saw you alone with another man, speaking so intimately. You even agreed to go to his launch event. I couldn't help myself—I was jealous. Blanche, you're mine. Only mine."
"Please, promise me you won't go to that launch. Don't see him again. Please?"
He clung to her tightly, pressing her face against his chest, as if he could keep her from slipping away. But his heartfelt confession only left her feeling even more barren inside.
He loved her so much, yet he'd slept with her half-sister.
He loved her so much, yet knowing how much she longed for another child, he'd secretly given her birth control.
He loved her so much, yet he lied to her again and again.
How could he possibly call this love?
It wasn't love. It was obsession. He wanted to cage her, keep her bound to him with vows and marriage, strip her of freedom until she could only survive by clinging to him.
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