Faux Vows, True Desires

Cecilia breathed a sigh of relief, shifting away from him quietly.

She was scared whenever he stared at her.

Owen brought Cecilia back to his private villa.

After a lot of hustle and bustle, the night had fallen.

Except for the butler, who rushed to open the door after receiving Owen's call, the servants taking care of the villa were all fast asleep.

The silence of the whole villa made Cecilia uneasy.

Would Owen do anything to her?

He loved Ruby so deeply, so faithfully. He wouldn't do anything to her.

Besides, she knew some self-defense skills. If he dared to do anything to her, she would fight back.

The housekeeper saw Owen bringing a girl she had never seen before into the main house. It took her a while to snap back to reality. She couldn't help but ask a bodyguard, "Who is the girl that Owen brought back?"

It wasn't unusual for Owen to bring girls home, but it was always Ms. Scott.

The housekeeper had been guarding the villa for ten years. This was the first time she saw a woman other than Ms. Scott being brought back by Owen.

The bodyguard replied, "I know who she is, but without Owen's permission, I can't tell you."

The housekeeper fell silent.

This was frustrating. She was so curious, but the bodyguard wouldn't tell her who the girl was.

"She looks pretty ordinary, not the type that Owen would like. But Owen looks upset, like a betrayed husband, both angry and lost. Who is this girl?"

The housekeeper was very curious.

The bodyguards knew the girl's identity but wouldn't tell her.

This was so unfair!

"Owen, let go of me! If you don't let go, I'm gonna do something!"

Cecilia was really scared now.

With one hand, Owen led her into the house, then straight upstairs through the hall.

Hearing her warning, he coldly replied, "Shut up!"

"You tell me to shut up, and I should just shut up? Who do you think you are? Owen, did you forget what our relationship is? Why are you angry? Why are you throwing a fit? We are just partners; I'm here to act for money!"

Owen stopped.

Cecilia thought he was going to reason with her, ready for a big fight, when she suddenly felt empty beneath her feet.

Owen picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, marching straight upstairs.

This was Cecilia's first time being carried like this, making her uncomfortable. She hit him angrily, pulled his hair, tugged his ears, all sorts of retaliation.

But he took it all.

He carried her through the door and closed it behind him.

Within a few minutes, Cecilia felt dizzy and was dumped on a big bed by Owen.

She reacted quickly, rolling off the bed as soon as she was thrown onto it. Seeing the height of the bed, she crawled under it without hesitation.

She was twenty-four years old, and for the first time, she felt so embarrassed, so frightened.

Owen was so dominant; it turned out he could be so intimidating.

Oh my God, he grabbed her feet.

Cecilia struggled desperately, trying to break free from his control. But she failed.

The bed was high. She could crawl under it but couldn't sit up. She could only lie flat on the floor. In such a situation, it was really hard for her to break free from his control. Soon, she was dragged out from under the bed.

Like a dead dog...

At this moment, Cecilia could actually think of such a description.

After being dragged out from under the bed by Owen, Cecilia wanted to fight him, but he used his physical advantage to pin her down on the bed.

His weight made her breathless.

Normally, he was really considerate of her. Otherwise, with her ability, she could never fight him.

Owen grabbed her hands, pushing them above her head, his body pressing hard against hers, making it impossible for her to move. He lowered his head, panting heavily, staring at her.

Cecilia tried to break free from his control but failed.

She was also panting heavily, looking up at him, her eyes full of fear.

The struggle left her exhausted.

A few minutes later, both of them had caught their breath.

Cecilia said seriously, "Owen, let me go!"

"Cecilia, you have quite the courage to go to that place. I'm impressed by your bravery."

"I can go wherever I want; you have no right to interfere! Owen, we're just husband and wife in name!"

Owen growled and said, "I can make us a real husband and wife at any time!"

Thinking of her possibly flirting with other men there, Owen wanted to take her right away.

He was furious!

Instead of chasing a rich, handsome man like him, she went after those men!

"You dare!"

"You can try and see if I dare!"

Cecilia was speechless. She didn't dare try.

"Speak!"

"Speak what?"

Owen's face darkened.

Cecilia blinked, then said, "I say, I say, you're handsome and more handsome than the men there. Are you satisfied?" Owen said, "I'm not asking you to compliment me. I'm asking you who suggested going there. Lucinda or Tiffany?" Cecilia retorted, "I suggested it."

Owen's face turned green, "You suggested it? How did you know about that place?"

"Avery told me."

"Who is Avery?"

Hearing her mention another man's name, Owen was even unhappier. He didn't even know he could get so jealous.

She was Cecilia, not anyone else. He was actually jealous because of her.

"He's a handsome guy."

"Another handsome guy! How many handsome guys do you know? Name them all!"

He was going to find them one by one!

"Is it Mr. Cooper from the coffee shop?" Owen remembered there weren't many guys that could be called handsome by her.

Cecilia answered honestly, "Yes, it's him."

"Is he a waiter in that club?"

"Owen, you can't slander him like that; he's not a waiter there."

"Any decent man wouldn't talk about what happens in a club. Cecilia, you should keep your distance from him; be careful he doesn't use you. You've worked hard to become a rich woman; if he takes advantage of you, all your effort will be in vain."

Cecilia answered coldly, "You've been there too; that means you're not a good man either."

Owen was left speechless.

Seeing her in another man's suit pissed him off big time. He wanted to rip it right off her.

Without wasting a second, he grabbed Cecilia's hands with one hand while the other tried to undress her.

Cecilia, who had just calmed down, was now freaking out again.

She struggled hard, trying to break free from Owen's grip, shouting, "Owen, if you dare force me, I'll hate your guts forever!"