Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

William’s sudden frenzy was too much for Iris Yates to handle. Her entire body fought back, but he pinned her hands down. His heavy frame pressed against her, immobilizing her and forcing her to endure the storm of his kisses.

Iris felt like she was suffocating. She couldn’t understand why his primal instincts had suddenly flared up again just from her petting the cat. The intense lust burning in his blue eyes was like a raging fire, hot enough to melt her away.

"I love you. I love you so much. Baby, I love you," William Quinn murmured, his expression growing increasingly obsessed. He branded his scent and marks onto her skin, as if this was the only way to prove to himself that she belonged to him.

Iris simply closed her eyes, refusing to look at him or respond. However, her detachment only fueled his dissatisfaction. He kissed her even harder, his teeth grazing her collarbone in a punishing bite.

Iris drew in a sharp breath of pain and glared at him. "Are you part dog?"

William’s lips curled into a smile. Between kisses, he murmured, "Yes, baby, I’m a dog. I’m your big dog. The big dog who wants to cuddle with you anytime, anywhere."

Iris was speechless. She realized she shouldn’t say another word to him. Acknowledging him was like flipping a switch inside him, unleashing a torrent of affection she couldn’t possibly fend off.

Fortunately, William didn’t take things any further. Even though his body felt like it was going to explode, he held himself back. Pulling away with lingering desire, he grabbed her hand, placed it on his own head, and began moving it to stroke his hair over and over again.

Iris watched him in absolute shock. Was he actually craving to be petted? Like a little kitten? Could he be any more absurd?

William, however, was thoroughly enjoying himself. Resting his head against her chest, he guided her hand to pet him and closed his eyes in bliss. His only lingering dissatisfaction was that his baby wasn’t doing this willingly. If she initiated the touch, he would undoubtedly be so thrilled that his entire body would go rigid with excitement.

Iris forcefully yanked her hand free and shoved him hard. "You pervert, get up..."

William opened his eyes. A flash of displeasure crossed his blue gaze, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared. He lifted his head to look at her. "Baby, will you pet me like you pet Mimi? I want to feel it too."

"Ha. Impossible."

Iris shot him down without a second thought. She refused to offer him even a shred of warmth.

Visible disappointment clouded William’s exquisitely handsome face, and a shattered, sorrowful look filled his blue eyes. Anyone else would have melted at the sight, but not Iris. She knew exactly what kind of person he truly was. He was a master at using that innocent, pitiful expression to deceive people. The moment his victim fell for it, he would instantly reveal his true colors.

Seeing that playing the victim was useless, a hint of frustration surfaced in William’s blue eyes. He couldn’t help but wonder why he had failed. She had told him before that she couldn’t stand seeing him look so heartbroken. Why wasn’t his act working on his Iris anymore?

Pursing his lips, William leaned in to kiss Iris again, using physical intimacy to fill the sudden void in his heart.

Iris simply closed her eyes and lay as stiff as a board, refusing to give him any reaction.

"MEOW..."

Having been ignored this entire time, Mimi let out a needy cry from the sidelines. William turned his head to look at the cat and suddenly murmured, "I’m so jealous of you."

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