Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 89

Everything happened in a whirl. He had to do it quickly because he didn't want to give Carla any pause to fight him back.

"Yes, you are right. You are a very rude woman. If you can't influence someone to do what you want with brutal words, then you'll change your strategy and use your fist instead. Carla, whether you like it or not, I have gotten used to your little trick. What are you going to do now? I can tell you that when I look at these perfectly behaved women now, all I want to do is throwing up. Do you hear me? You've completely destroyed the taste I had for perfect women. What will you do now?"

Terence let go of her wrists but pushed her against her brown drawer. He pressed his hands against the drawer on both sides of her body to lock her in place. Carla glared at him while she rubbed her red wrists.

"Is that all you've got, Mr. Terence? You are behaving like such a hooligan right now. Only people without shame love to be abused. I've got news for you, Mr. Terence. Why don't you teach your perfect little fiancée how to use a whip or play with hot wax so she can use them to please you. And I'm sure you'll love her just as much as you love me. Isn't that a great idea?"

Carla didn't hold back. She was a nice person but when people pushed her, she could be extremely mean. And they wouldn't have the chance to fight back.

Since Terence was used to Carla and her mean ways, he knew how to tame her. He raised one eyebrow and rubbed his index finger on her lips. He curled up his lips to seduce her. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Is that what you like, Carla? We can try that. One day. Just be careful with the wax. If you burn yourself by accident, my heart will break."

"Mr. Terence, don't mess with me when you are clearly seeing someone else. Or, are you planning to keep me as a lover and hide me in a villa near the ocean or something?"

Carla tried her best to stay mad and resentful at Terence. She leaned back against the drawer to stay as far away from Terence as she could to avoid any skin contact.

But no matter how much she tried to lean away from him, Terence came even closer to cling tightly to her. With nowhere to run or hide, Carla did what she did best and gave him a deadly stare.

Terence leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Babe..."

"My name is Carla. Not babe."

Carla didn't even let Terence finish his sentence, not after the way he referred to her so gently. She turned her eyes away from him.

"I want to call you babe. Are you really objecting to that? What can you do to that?" He smile seductively and pulled her chin with his fingers closer to his lips. He strengthened his fingers and forced Carla to lock eyes with him.

Carla narrowed her eyes and glared at him even fiercely. She clenched her teeth and forced the words out of her mouth and said, "Yes, it makes me want to throw -"

Before she could finish her sentence, Terence bit her upper lip. He couldn't help it. Her vengefulness evoked those feelings in him. He planted a strong kiss on her soft, tasty lips. While passion dictated his body and mind, he invaded every inch of her mouth and let his tongue open up her lips. Terence sucked on her tongue and kissed her continuously at the same time. He had already pressed his body against her and made it impossible for her to run.

Carla struggled to push him away but the more she tried to get away, the more Terence pressed himself against her to kept her from running away. Carla almost fainted with his intense kiss.

He had been kissing her for a few minutes now and his strength never wavered. He wanted to punish her for driving him wild. He kept going to teach her that never should she ever said those things to him again. He kept going until Carla finally gave up on fighting back and leaned on him strengthless.

"Babe, oh, babe. My babe."

Finally, Terence let go and Carla got a chance to rest. She gasped for fresh air as soon as he stopped kissing her. He kept whispering her name over and over to her ear as if he wanted to own this name. He was the only one who decided what to call Carla. And if anyone dared to challenge him, Carla would be the example.

"You will always be mine, babe. You will always be mine and you will never be away from me anymore. This is your destiny," Terence murmured in a deep and hoarse voice while he locked his eyes with Carla's.

Carla finally recovered from the kiss and curled her lip up to a sneer.

"Well, Mr. Terence, it looks like you haven't touched anyone for a long time. You haven't gotten any from your perfect little fiancée?"

Carla made fun of him. But Terence thought otherwise and twisted her words.

He pulled her chin gently close to him and nibbled her bottom lip. He laughed at her, "What? Is my babe jealous?

Yesterday, she did seduce me to come into her room. She looked like she didn't know what she was doing and acting reserved but I knew she was playing 'hard-to-get'. The fact is that, I also knew she couldn't wait to throw herself on my bed. But you know what? She was just a foster child of the Huas, which was way far from being qualified as my wife."

He finished his sentence with a cold sneer. Terence shared this information with Carla for only one purpose, that, he wanted Carla to know what was going on between he and his "perfect little fiancée". However, Carla seemed not appeased. Deep in her heart, Terence's fiancée might have been adopted, but still, by a wealthy family. It could hardly make any difference. But, what did she have in hand? She only had Sean since the beginning and it would always be that way. Who was she to have a say in this matter?