My Heart only Beats for You

For that man, she was willing to go through hell and back. So, to step inside an abandoned building for him was not a big deal at all. Selina inserted the key and hesitated, sucking in a deep breath. Then, she turned the key gently and pushed open the apartment door.

As soon as she did, a woman's moan pierced her ears.

"Dylan, don't kissthere! I'm sensitive. Please don't!" "F*ck, that feels so good." Selina's mind turned into static. She could feel that something inside her was about to explode.

Blood rushing into her head, she kicked open the door violently.

And she was immediately greeted by the disgusting sight of Dylan tangled up with a woman, his tongue intertwined with hers.

That woman was a bombshell. She lay sprawled across the bed, her back arching towards the man above her. Half of her breasts were exposed.

With lightning speed, Selina grabbed the broom next to her and swung it down on the two of them. "Dylan Cowell, you b*stard! This is why you wantedto come, huh? To watch you f*ck another woman!" The woman let out a half shriek in surprise, startled by Selina's intrusion. She stared at her in horror.

She could see that Selina was not someone to be trifled with. Picking up her clothes on the floor, she scrambled and ran out of the apartment.

Selina raised the broom and was about to smack Dylan, but he quickly pulled her into a tight hug. "My Selina, you're here to see me," he purred, his hot breath tickling her ear.

Feeling his heat wrapped around her, she could feel herself instantly melting into a puddle. The hard planes of his muscles flexed against her skin as he pulled her into a warm embrace.

As he moved, the stubble on his chin rubbed against her skin, sending jolts of electricity through her body.

Then, she remembered what happened just a minute ago. Selina broke away from his strong arms and yelled, "Dylan, you son of a b*tch!" She almost forgot her raging anger towards him for a moment. However, Dylan didn't seem to take her seriously at all.

He pulled her back into his arms and leaned down to nip her earlobe. "I am a son of a b*tch. You are in love with a son of a b*tch, aren't you?" Skillfully, he took her earlobe between his teeth in a gentle nip, sending her shocks through the most sensitive part of her body.

Engulfed in the scent of his cologne, Selina felt her legs buckle under the sudden pleasure.

She bit down hard on her bottom lip, almost drawing blood from it.

Just a few minutes ago, Dylan was still enjoying himself in another woman's arms. If she had not entered the apartment, he would have slept with that woman already. However, at this moment, she was willing to forget everything that he had done to her and take the place of that woman in pleasing him.

She hated herself for being so spineless.

But she lost all control of herself whenever he was near.

She had tried everything she could to get away from Dylan over the years. She made so many attempts to leave him.

But everything she did was in vain.

Dylan had already made a forever hat her soft spot.

Even though he had hurt her countless times before, she still couldn't stop loving him.

"Selina, you're aroused." Dylan chuckled, interrupting her thoughts. "You still love me, don't you? I know you still love me." Search The FindNøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

She shot Dylan a hard look.

Dylan began fumbling on her clothes. He pulled and tugged on her shirt, attempting to undress her. "Selina, you scared away the woman I intended to sate my lust with, so you will replace her to pleaseinstead. I've wanted you for a long time. Lettaste you, Selina. I bet f*cking you feels better than f*cking other women." Selina cback to her senses when she heard his final sentence.

Smack! She gave Dylan a brutal slap in the face.

Dylan didn't seem to care at all. Unaffected, he continued stripping her of her clothes. "If you loveso much, why refuse to sleep with me?" She grabbed his hands firmly to stop him.

Although she was catastrophically in love with him, she was still waiting for him to pass the final test before committing herself to him.

"You b*stard, don't ask to sleep withif you don't want to marry me!" Dylan's movements halted, and he immediately let go of her.

Selina's face fell.

She knew that Dylan would never marry her.

She had waited for ten years, but he never showed any intentions of doing so.

"Is there anything else that you would like to tell me? If there's nothing else, I'm leaving," she spat coldly as she pushed open the door to leave.

Holding back her tears, she ignored the lump in her throat as she walked down the corridor.

Why was she doing this? She was only degrading herself.

She was already twenty-five! She was only fifteen when they first met, and the silly puppy crush stuck with her ever since. She had wasted ten years of her life for this man.

And look what she got in return.

She let out a self-deprecating laugh and murmured to herself, "Oh, Selina. You asked for it." Suddenly, a powerful force from behind halted her movements.

She felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist. The heat from those arms burned through her clothes, searing her skin.

Selina's entire body froze.

The strong arms spun her around aggressively, and her head whipped backward in response.

She stared at the figure in front of her, her face inches away from his chest.

His tall figure loomed over her, and he was breathtakingly gorgeous.

Even with shabby clothing, it was hard to hide his beautiful face and perfect figure. The ugliest outfit in the world also couldn't do that.

Her gaze drifted to his face. His deep-set eyes were filled with desire as he stared back intently. His dark hair was tousled, and the stubble on his chin was unshaved. He looked wild and unruly, but that only made him look even more attractive.

She sucked in a deep breath as she took in his masculine scent, and her breathing hitched.

He looked totally different now from when Selina first met him.

He was still a teenager at the time.

His eyes were not as bloodshot or savage back then.

They were gentle and calm. Sometimes, they would twinkle like stars when something amused him, and sometimes, they would flicker like an ember when he was deep in thought.

It was those beautiful eyes that made Selina fall head over heels in love.

So deeply in love that nothing could ever save her from the dark abyss of him.

"Letgo!" She croaked, her voice hoarse.

"No." "Dylan, what exactly are you trying to accomplish?" "I want to f*ck you," Dylan uttered the words unashamedly.

Selina felt anger bubbling in her. "Can't you say anything else other than 'f*ck'? You are a hooligan, and you're a b*s-." "Marry me, Selina," Dylan blurted, his eyes boring into hers.

Selina swore she felt her heart stop at that moment, the blood inside her freezing.

She gaped at Dylan in disbelief. "What did you just say?" "Marry me," he repeated.

He enunciated the words clearly and loudly.

She finally heard him clearly this time.

Her heart pounded rapidly against her chest, but she tried to keep her composure. "Are you serious?" In ten long years, this was the first tDylan told her he wanted to marry her.

He instantly got on one knee. "Marry me, Selina." She was so overwhelmed by the sudden surge of emotions taking over her that she could pass out at any time.

"Where's the diamond ring? You are supposed to propose with a diamond ring," she choked out the words, her eyes red "Unfortunately, I don't have one. You know how poor I am. I can't afford a diamond ring. But do you still want to marry me?" Selina was on the verge of bursting into tears. How could she say no?

She loved this man so much. She loved him to the core. She would say it yes in a heartbeat, even if it meant becoming homeless or having to starve for the rest of her days. "I do," she sobbed and sniffled.

Selina threw herself into Dylan's arms.

A look of pain suddenly flashed across Dylan's deep-set eyes.

That look disappeared as he blinked again, disappearing as fast as it came.

The next morning, when Natalie woke up, Cecilia was still there.

They had breakfast together.

Natalie felt extremely out of place the whole time. Cecilia was still overly kind towards her.

Natalie heaved a sigh of relief when it was finally tfor her to go to work. She did not have to see Cecilia anymore.

"Mr. Whitlock, do you think that your mother is being a little bit too kind to me?" Natalie asked gingerly, cautious with her choice of words.

Tobias flicked his gaze towards her. "That's because she likes you." "But I only met her once. It's strange for her to likeso much," she chuckled dryly.

"Sometimes, it's just fate. You can like or hate a person with just one look." Natalie blinked her eyes.

His words seemed to make sense.

The day went by quickly.

When Tobias cto pick Natalie up, he held her hand as they walked out of the building.

Although Natalie was still a little embarrassed, she was slowly getting used to it.

She could sense the eyes boring into her as she walked past the staff.

She knew that her colleagues secretly thought of her as Cinderella-She was the chosen m one of the VS Group's president, a classic rags to riches story. Find Your Match on > CouldSee! X