Isabe tried to push Emanuele away, but his body was stiff and immovable. Indeed, Isabe was no match for Emanuele, a man who exercised regrly. She could only lie on the bed and reluctantly endure Emanuele’s advances. He forcefully spread her legs and ced his hand on her most sensitive area, prating her body.


    He knew her body too well, knowing which areas were sensitive to her. Although Isabe didn’t approve of Emanuele’s actions intellectually, her body reacted and she couldn’t help but moan.


    Damn, she really had no self-control.


    Isabe’s moans made Emanuele pause for a moment. Then, he smiled at her.


    “Baby, look, you’re responding to me. Your body can’t let go of me yet. Are you still going to divorce me? After divorcing, which man would take care of you and please you like this?”


    “Emanuele, let me go. I don’t need this. Even if you use this method, you can’t win my heart.” Tears welled up in Isabe’s eyes, making her look pitiful.


    She was as fragile as a bud, waiting to bloom, which only fueled Emanuele’s desire to destroy her.


    If he couldn’t have her, he might as well destroy her.


    This was Emanuele’s true thought at the moment. In fact, he didn’t want to do this, but he couldn’t just let Isabe leave him and be embraced by another man, engaging in love and making love with someone else in bed, moaning for someone else’s pleasure…


    God, just kill him. He couldn’t bear to watch Isabe be another man’s woman.


    Seeing Emanuele in this almost frantic state, Isabe knew that begging for mercy was useless now.


    Emanuele was too domineering. Whatever he wanted to do, she had no chance to resist.


    So, she watched as Emanuele’s fingers entered and exited her body, feeling waves of pleasure building up, until her body convulsed and reached climax.


    Seeing Isabe’s body turn pale pink after climax, Emanuele couldn’t help but smile. He caressed Isabe’s cheek and kissed her lips.


    “Isabe, see how erotic you are now? Admit it, you can’t live without me.”


    “Emanuele, I hate you,” Isabe said. She had no strength in her body, but her mind was clear.


    She only wanted a divorce, wanting Emanuele to live a better life. He needed to find a woman who could bear children for him, not a woman like her who couldn’t conceive.


    She had given up her own love to help Emanuele, but he did such things to her.


    He made her feel humiliated, as if she had been raped.


    “Isabe, I love you,” Emanuele murmured softly. Finally, he stood at Isabe’s entrance, spread her legs apart, and quickly entered her.


    When the two were tightly joined together, Emanuele let out a satisfied sigh.


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    Isabe’s body felt satisfied too. She was too used to Emanuele’s touch.


    However, she had to close her eyes and make herself look tense, deliberately not looking at Emanuele.


    She didn’t want him to see her enjoying it.


    Seeing Isabe looking tense with closed eyes, Emanuele sneered, “Isabe, I know you’re feeling good now. You don’t have to admit it, I will make your body submit to me.”


    Saying that, he started to thrust forcefully.


    Isabe felt like a small boat in the sea, about to be overthrown by the waves. Waves of pleasure engulfed her, ready to send her flying high.


    Isabe struggled to maintain her expression, but she still said, “Emanuele, no matter how you please me, I still hate you.”


    “It’s okay, I love you, Isabe. As long as you don’t leave me, hate me all you want,” Emanuele said.


    But in fact, he didn’t think that way either. When he heard Isabe say she hated him, Emanuele felt a pang of pain in his heart.


    How could he bear Isabe hating him?


    He was very sad. He didn’t want Isabe to dislike him, but Isabe wanted to leave him.


    He would rather have Isabe hate him.


    He didn’t want Isabe to leave. He wanted to imprison her in his world, not allowing her to go anywhere.


    Thinking this, Emanuele exerted more force.


    Isabe experienced one climax after another. She was exhausted and wanted to escape.


    However, Emanuele seemed to have endless strength, tossing her around over and over again.


    Finally, Isabe lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.


    After Emanuele released inside her, he looked at Isabe, who had already fallen asleep, and realized that he had pushed Isabe hard today. He had never treated her so cruelly before.


    This time, with sadness, stubbornness, and anger, he had tossed her around ruthlessly.


    Seeing Isabe’s hair soaked with sweat, Emanuele wiped it and kissed her a few times before falling into a deep sleep while holding her.


    When he did these things, his anger clouded his judgment, but now that he had calmed down, he felt some regret. He shouldn’t have treated her like this.


    Seeing Isabe, exhausted and unconscious, made him feel sorry for her.


    But he knew that he couldn’t control his emotions when it came to Isabe.


    Thinking of Isabe repeatedly saying she hated him, Emanuele felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.


    However, just letting Isabe leave like this, Emanuele felt he couldn’t do it.


    Even if it meant Isabe hating him, he would still keep her by his side, right?


    But when Emanuele’s gaze fell on the scars on Isabe’s body, his eyes narrowed.


    Isabe had said those things.


    He wanted to keep Isabe by his side, but he couldn’t guarantee her safety forever. Isabe was right; it was normal for a person to be afraid of death.


    So, leaving him and staying away from him was reasonable.


    After all, if she were just an ordinary person, she wouldn’t encounter so much danger.


    But being by his side meant facing countless dangers.