Chapter 4

Rachel's pupils shrank as she shoved Kevin's chest with all her strength, her voice shaking with anger, "Are you out of your mind?"

He had already taken once today.

Didn't he think about what would happen if they got caught?

Kevin's strong arms were like a wall, holding Rachel's slender waist firmly. "Quit pretending. You enjoy it too, don't you?"

"Kevin, let go!" Rachel's light blue eyes blazed with fury.

But the natural strength difference between men and women was too great.

Even though she used all her strength to push him away, Kevin remained as steady as a rock.

In the midst of her struggle, Kevin tore off her nightgown, along with her underwear.

The sudden exposure to the air made Rachel shiver involuntarily.

But then, her vagina was instantly filled by his hot, massive penis.

The extreme contrast between the two sensations caught Rachel off guard, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled moan.

Kevin looked down at Rachel's flushed face and the flicker of desire in her eyes. "Why aren't you saying no now?"

He loved this view the most, seeing her delicate beauty bloom only for him, under him.

Kevin was once again grateful that his father was old and impotent.

Otherwise, Kevin couldn't imagine how mad he would be.

Rachel twisted her waist unconsiciously, the rhythmic yet teasing movements from Kevin sending waves of pleasure that threatened to shatter her sanity.

Her delicate hands gripped the sheets tightly.

"No, no." Rachel bit her lip hard, trying to resist the overwhelming pleasure.

"What I hear is yes, and your expression tells me the same."

Kevin grabbed Rachel's chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. The next moment, he lowered his head, taking her soft breast and hardened nipple into his mouth.

His movements continued.

Both of her sensitive spots were being stimulated at the same time.

This sensation made Rachel tremble even more, broken moans escaping her lips, the most beautiful and enchanting sound in the night, making anyone who heard it weak in the knees.

Rachel soon reached her climax, her mind going blank as she gasped for air like a fish out of water.

But Kevin wasn't done yet.

His eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of coldness. "I'll give you one last chance to tell me if you have any grievances!"

Rachel turned her head away from Kevin's gaze, her voice tinged with sarcasm. "Didn't you make it clear at the dinner table today?"

He had humiliated her in front of everyone, and now he wanted to know if she had any grievances?

It was too ridiculous.

Kevin's eyes turned icy.

At that moment, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Abigail's voice called softly, "Kevin, where are you?"

It was a question, but her voice was right outside Rachel's door.

And the next moment, Rachel's phone rang urgently on the bedside table.

It was Isaac calling.

Rachel looked up at Kevin in panic, but he didn't seem to realize the danger of the situation, his voice low and commanding.

"Answer it!" Kevin's words were an unquestionable order.

Rachel clenched her fist. If she didn't answer, Isaac would definitely send someone to find her, and then everything would be over.

Rachel pressed the answer button.

Isaac coughed twice. "Rachel, come over here."

"Okay, I know," Rachel tried to suppress the panic in her voice as she replied.

If their twisted relationship was exposed, it would be the end!

Abigail was still at the door, calling out, "Kevin, where did you go?"

The proximity of her voice made Rachel feel as if Abigail knew everything.

The pleasure she had felt earlier was completely replaced by unprecedented fear and trembling.

Only Kevin, the instigator of all this, remained unfazed, even moving again.

His voice was hoarse, his eyes fixed on the door. "What do you think they'll do if they see us like this?"

Rachel didn't want to know the answer!

Even though it was night and everyone was supposed to be resting, Abigail's voice had woken everyone up.

The first voice Rachel heard was Dennis's.

"Ms. Wilson, what's wrong?"

Abigail looked worried. "Kevin suddenly disappeared, and I couldn't find him anywhere."

As she spoke, she glanced at Ralph behind Dennis.

"Everyone's here except Mrs. Rachel Smith. Could something have happened?"

Her words instantly drew everyone's attention to Rachel's closed door.

Dennis immediately walked over and knocked. "Step-grandma, are you in there?"

Rachel's body tensed like a frightened animal, her eyes wide with terror as she stared at the door, feeling as if someone would burst in at any moment.

She clung to Kevin's arm. "Please, let me go."

It was the first time she had used the word "please."

There was no response from inside.

Abigail grew more anxious. "Kevin's missing, and Mrs. Rachel Smith isn't responding. Could something have happened?"

Her tension and worry made it easy to overlook the implications in her words.

Dennis didn't hesitate. "I remember there's a spare key in the house. I'll go get it."

Hearing the footsteps running away, Rachel spoke again in terror, "I'm begging you."

Kevin showed no sense of crisis, a cold smile playing on his lips. "If you had used this attitude with me earlier, I would have given you anything you wanted."

Rachel had no time to care about what Kevin was saying. Her nerves were on high alert.

Every sound outside felt like a hammer to her heart.

Her breathing was rapid.

Dennis had already returned with the key.

Every sound was amplified.

Rachel could hear the metallic clink of the key and the sound of it sliding into the lock.

If the person outside applied just a bit of force, the door would open!

Everything would be exposed!

In that critical moment, Kevin didn't hesitate to get off the bed and climb out the half-open window.

It was only the second floor; he wouldn't get hurt jumping down.

Rachel didn't think twice and rushed into the bathroom, accidentally knocking over a bottle of perfume to mask the room's intimate scent.

When the door opened and Dennis and the others rushed in, Rachel screamed, "What are you doing?"