I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 569

Steven's mood was bright as he glanced at me.

"The overseas project team is managed by Yves. I don't usually interfere in his work. If you want to be an intern, you'll probably have to follow his instructions."

"That's fine. I can be his assistant. I am your wife, after all. It would be a bit beneath me to be an assistant to someone of a lower rank."

Steven narrowed his eyes at me. I added, "I won't discuss anything with Yves besides work, okay? If that's not enough, I can install a security camera so you can watch me anytime. Would that work?"

He pinched my cheek. "As long as you know your limits, I'll agree to anything."

I smiled and poured him a glass of water. "Thank you. I'll treat you to something nice another day."

Steven's eyes deepened, and he let out a low, long laugh. He lifted me into his arms and started walking upstairs.

"How about now? Let me have my fill now."

My heart trembled slightly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and lied without blinking.

"I'm afraid I can't satisfy you tonight. I just got my period."

Steven paused, a flicker of disappointment crossing his face before his lips curved into a slight smile. He gently placed me on the soft, large bed.

"It's fine."

I sank into the mattress. He started unbuttoning his shirt, tossing it aside before leaning over me. I was a little shocked, not expecting Steven to be into such kinky, messed-up stuff that he'd still want to fool around even when I was on my period.

Annoyed, I tried to push him away, nearly grabbing a vase to smash over his head.

But he pressed forward, his lips moving relentlessly across my face.

"I won't go inside you, Zephyra," he breathed heavily, grabbing my hand and guiding it downwards, his eyes filled with a pleading hunger. "But I'm in a lot of pain. It hurts. Please, help me, okay?"

I opened my mouth to refuse, but he silenced me with another kiss, and a wave of frustration washed over me.

I should have known. Steven always made it seem like I had a choice, but in the end, the outcome was always the one he wanted.

*It's okay. Endure it.*

Tomorrow, I'd be by Yves's side. It was almost over. As soon as I got the bid details, this nightmare would finally end!

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