?Chapter 738:


    Dominic’s control slipped as he bellowed my name, his hands gripping my shoulders with a force that made me wince. “Makenna! Is that man so important to you? Is he worth this loyalty, this silence?”


    A fire red within me, fueled by days of helpless anger and frustration. I snapped my head up, meeting his gaze with defiance, my eyes zing. “Have you even bothered to look into what happened? Have you tried to uncover the truth these past two days?”


    Dominic faltered, momentarily caught off guard by my outburst. But the flicker of vulnerability vanished as quickly as it came, reced by his cold, steely demeanor. “I did. And nothing came of it. Nothing.”


    Makenna’s POV:


    How could they have found nothing?


    How had things gotten to this point?


    I opened my mouth to tell Dominic that this was all Antoni’s scheme, but before I could speak, Dominic suddenly leaned in and kissed me.


    “Mmm…”


    I struggled desperately, pushing against his chest with all my might. However, having not eaten in two days, Icked the strength to resist.


    Dominic wrapped his arms around my waist, making it impossible for me to move. Breathing heavily against my ear, he asked, “Why do you struggle so much? Why didn’t you fight back in the warehouse?”


    I forced myself to meet Dominic’s gaze, seeing the disappointment in his eyes.


    His expression was a mix of suspicion, anger, and pain. He then proceeded to tear off my clothes while pinning my wrists above my head.


    “Let go of me, you bastard!” I screamed. But he ignored my cries, soon exposing my breasts. Dominic then began to caress my chest. His teeth sank into my neck as he kissed me.


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    Weakened by hunger and exhaustion, I was powerless against Dominic. Still, I didn’t give up; I twisted and turned, trying to escape his grasp. Soon, I felt his hard member press against me.


    “Just kill me!” I pleaded desperately.


    “Do you think I’ll let you off easy by killing you?” Dominic sneered.


    His hard member began probing the entrance of my dry private part. I squirmed, trying to evade, but there was nowhere to go.


    Dominic nced down, clearly displeased by myck of response.


    Seizing the opportunity, I kicked him hard and grabbed amp, swinging it at him.


    The kicknded squarely on his abdomen, and he staggered back with a grunt, raising his hand to block themp.


    However, before I could move for the door, Dominic yanked me back onto the bed. In our struggle, my nails scratched his neck, yet he paid no heed to the pain and instead pinned me down firmly.


    “I hadn’t nned to hurt you, but I think I’ve changed my mind,” Dominic said with a sinister smile.


    He then forced himself inside me. The pain was excruciating. He plunged deep without warning, sending waves of agony through my entire body. I struggled desperately to break free, but he held me firmly in ce as he thrust violently, again and again.


    “It hurts, Dominic, it hurts!” I screamed, tears streaming down my face.


    Dominic paused, and the hostility in his eyes softened slightly. He gently kissed the tears from my cheeks, then whispered into my ear, “You’re mine, Makenna. Your body and your life belong to me. If you dare speak of death again, I’ll make sure you regret it.”


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