Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 998 As If He Really Liked Her The room suddenly got super hot, and she felt like she was melting.

Raymond hadn't had any action in ages, and with her injury, he made sure she didn't move an inch.

Thanks to his military days, his core strength was insane. He could even hold her up in the air for what felt like forever. Selena was already feeling weak. She tried pushing him away, but he didn't budge.

"Selena," he rasped, pulling her closer.

For a moment, Selena thought he liked her so much he wanted to merge their bodies together.

They went at it until the wee hours before he finally stopped.

Raymond looked pretty pleased with himself, but he noticed her turning away, lips pressed tight, looking kinda upset. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"My legs hurt," Selena replied.

All that action had left her legs feeling like jelly.

He placed her on the windowsill and knelt down, "Where does it hurt?" His fingers started massaging her legs, working their way up from her feet.

Selena was tough, super focused at work, and handled partners like a pro.

But her skin was delicate, and even a light touch could leave marks. Now, she was covered in bruises. Raymond kept massaging for a good ten minutes.

Selena asked softly, "What are we, exactly?" She felt like she was just someone he could hook up with whenever he wanted.

She had no title, and rumors about him and Tessa were still flying around.

He even gave Blizzard to Tessa and let her cand go from the Montague Group as she pleased.

Now, here they were, making love like they were in a relationship. What were they, really? Or maybe guys just liked to act all lovey-dovey. Raymond stayed kneeling, still massaging her legs.

She sat on the windowsill, looking down at him.

Behind her, the sky was pitch-black, and the moon was about to set.

He knelt there for a long tbefore asking, "What do you want us to be?" That question threw Selena off.

If she had the guts, she'd say she wanted to be his girlfriend and date him for real.

But she wasn't confident because Raymond clearly had better options now.

They'd even been divorced. During their three years of marriage, he never really valued her. How could he love her just because they hooked up? Her silence meant something different to Raymond.

Even though her face was still flushed from their lovemaking, and even though they had just been super happy, now that things had calmed down, the guy in her heart was still Mario. She had gone to see Malast time. Who knew what they had done? Jealousy crept in like a wild vine, squeezing his heart until it hurt.

His hand kept massaging her leg, feeling the smooth skin under his palm. After a while, he finally said, "It's late. Let's get ssleep." They dodged the topic again, both scared that one more word might make the other break down.

Selena grabbed a towel nearby and pulled her foot away from his hand.

She climbed down from the windowsill, feeling so weak she could barely stand.

Raymond helped her, but when she tried to push him away, his face darkened.

"It's always like this," Raymond said. "After sex, you turn cold. Selena, you're so heartless." Selena didn't respond, just held onto the wall to leave.

Furious, Raymond strode forward, pinning her against the wall and lifting her up.

Afraid of falling, Selena instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

Her back pressed against the cold wall. She didn't look at him but said calmly, "Putdown." Enraged, Raymond tore off her nightgown and started round two.

"We have plenty of time," he muttered.

"My back hurts," Selena moaned.

Raymond immediately held her in his arms, not letting her lean against the wall. This position made her completely dependent on him. "Then don't lean against the wall," he said hoarsely.

Selena pushed him, "I don't want to do this." But he ignored her.

Selena buried her head in his neck and stopped talking.

When they finally finished, she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

It was already six in the morning.

Raymond dried her hair, cleaned her shew up, and made sure she was comfortable before putting her on the bed. He turned on the air conditioner, set it to a comfy temperature, and headed to the study.

He hadn't slept all night, but he was full of energy.

John usually showed up at Manston Manor around five-thirty, waiting for Raymond to wake up.

Today, he planned to knock on the door but heard sinappropriate noises and quickly went back downstairs.

When he saw Raymond cout, he followed him to the study.

"Mr. Montague, Nathan is still locked up," John said.

Thinking of Selena's injuries, Raymond's eyes sharpened. "Beat him up. Make sure he stays in bed for a few months." This was a total break with the White family.

John didn't ask any questions and made a call right away.

The bodyguards watching Nathan got to work.

Nathan was tough and didn't cry out in pain, instead cursing Raymond the whole time, "Damn Raymond! I'll kill your whole family!" By the end, Nathan had passed out, many of his ribs broken.

The bodyguards dumped Nathan at the hospital and went back to Manston Manor to report.