Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 8 I'm Not Interested in Her

Chapter 8 I'm Not Interested In Her

Catalina had no idea what was happening because Ralph mentioned that Bennett went to Gilburgh and

wouldn't be back for three to five months.

Only a month had passed since the last time she saw him.

She suddenly became extremely flustered.

She was desperate to escape, so she wriggled like a fish out of water in Bennett's arms.

A strong hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her back just as her feet were about to hit the ground.

Catalina's seductive body brushed up against his chest.

"Catalina..."

"You certainly live up to your reputation," Bennett said in Catalina's ear with his low voice. His tone was

as cold as stone.

Catalina forgot to breathe at that moment.

She was terrified that his grip would make her wrist snap at any moment.

Catalina frowned in pain.

"It's all a misunderstanding. I had no idea it would be you in this bed." Catalina explained the situation

as she attempted to free herself from his grip.

Bennett immediately narrowed his amber eyes. He tightened his grip on her wrist and asked, "Who do

you expect to be in the bed?"

"I..."

Catalina attempted to explain but quickly realized she was at a loss for words. "Not you, anyway."

Bennett sat up after rolling over.

She was lying in his arms, looking miserable. She tried to get up, but his other hand gripped her waist

tightly.

With an expression as cold as if he had landed straight from hell, he regarded Catalina contemptuously

as he held her in his arms. "What's the matter? You only sold your body once and now you are willing

to be a hooker?"

Catalina felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart by a sharp knife when she heard Bennett's

insulting words.

"No! I'm not!"

She was not a prostitute then, nor was she at present.

"Get off me!"

Catalina fought desperately to free herself from Bennett's embrace.

He didn't move, no matter how hard she tried.

Bennett cupped Catalina's jaw with his icy hand, forcing her to look into his eyes. "Are you saying you

chose to mess around with those men?"

Catalina's eyes immediately turned red. "No, I didn't!"

She shook her head with tears in her eyes. She screamed as if being treated unfairly, "I never even

wanted to have sex with you! Did you ever once ask my consent? Bennett, you are a complete

bastard!"

He was the one who ruined her life four years before, and he did the same thing to her four years later.

He was the one who committed all the mistakes, so she couldn't understand why he still wanted to

humiliate her.

"You call me a bastard?"

Bennett's eyes were obscured, and he leaned over to her with a terrifying sneer. "Do you believe I'll do

it again to you?"

"How dare you!" Catalina said. Her face was red from embarrassment, and she lost her ability to speak

clearly.

"What's wrong, Ben?"

Darnell asked just as the two were about to come to blows. The noise inside the room prompted him to

barge in, and he didn't stop to consider how inappropriate his arrival was.

Darnell was taken aback when he saw Ben, a man with no sexual interest in women, sitting on top of a

woman.

"Get the hell out of here!"

Bennett grabbed an ashtray on the nightstand and smacked it at Darnell.

Darnell quickly closed the door after he ran away.

The ashtray smashed against the door with a loud "bang", shattering into pieces.

Darnell's heart immediately accelerated. He thought, "What the hell was happening? Did you get up on

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Darnell was about to flee when he heard Bennett's voice from inside the room, "Get the hell in here!"

Without a word to say, Darnell knew he was in trouble and was doomed.

Bennett threw Catalina under the bed without mercy, then lifted the covers and got out of bed. He

seemed to be an enraged lion.

When Catalina looked at Bennett, she noticed he only wore boxer shorts.

She could tell he was muscular and fit even though he was standing with his back to her. She couldn't

help but want to get a closer look at his body.

He stood six feet tall and had the sturdiness of a pine tree for a frame. His upper body was an ideal

inverted triangle, and his legs were straight, long, and muscular. He was lean and flawless as if he

were Michelangelo's best work.

Even God seemed to favor him from the moment he was born.

Not only did he come from a wealthy and elite family, but he also possessed an attractive appearance

and pleasant demeanor. His physical appearance stood out as toned and perfect.

Catalina even believed he was sent to Earth solely to make others envious.

"Are you happy with what you see?" He asked abruptly, his face haughty and dignified.

His tone was extremely dismissive of her, and his voice was low and icy. But Catalina's breath was

taken away by his enticing voice.

Catalina turned her gaze away quickly as if she had been caught in the act.

She wondered how could he be aware of her gaze with his back turned.

Catalina got to her feet as Darnell opened the door.

As if he had committed a terrible crime and was awaiting judgment, he walked around with his head

hung low and looked miserable.

"Ben."

"Bang."

Something then slammed down on the floor right at Darnell's feet.

When Darnell and Catalina looked at the object, they both came to a halt at the same time.

"Is that a spy camera?" Darnell asked immediately. An angry expression crossed his face as he turned

to Catalina.

Catalina reached for her breasts as soon as she regained consciousness.

She thought to herself, "What the hell? When did Bennett take the spy camera I had hidden in my bra?

I didn't even notice it! "

Catalina was mortified and irritated by his behavior, and she was even more convinced that he was a

pervert.

Bennett reached for the gold-rimmed glasses on the nightstand and bent down to polish the lenses.

"She almost had the camera in your face! And you didn't even feel a thing? That's the very least thing

you should be on guard for," he questioned Darnell.

Despite his calm tone, he sounded intimidating.

After putting on his glasses, he appeared to have transformed into a gentleman with a noble and gentle

temperament. However, he had just been hostile like a lion, ready to devour Catalina alive.

Catalina thought to herself, "I was fooled by his appearance! He's a real monster! What a hypocrite!"

He knew she was here to take pictures from the start, and the fact that he humiliated her on purpose

made her feel offended.

Darnell dashed in, snatched Catalina's collar, and lifted her off the ground. "Damn you! How dare you

do this to me? You are so screwed!"

"Let go of me! My clothes!" Catalina blushed as she struggled desperately.

She hated Darnell to the guts at this point.

She was wearing that short, tight shirt the manager had chosen for her. Since her waist was already

bare, she was afraid that Darnell would remove her top.

"Damn!" she muttered to herself.

Bennett did nothing but stare at them.

"You're worried about your clothes? Do you realize you're gonna die?"

Darnell sized up Catalina and declared angrily, "I'll skin you and dump you on the street right now!"

"No!"

Catalina's face turned bright red with rage. "I just filmed everything that just happened with my camera!

Plus, the footage has already been uploaded to my iCloud! Your name will be on the front page of

tomorrow's paper if you dare to do anything to me."

"Damn you!" Darnell shouted. He was so angry that he laughed.

He slapped Catalina's forehead with his other hand and said, "You know who I am? You have no right

to extort money from me. I'm sorry to break it to you, but you won't live to see tomorrow!"

Darnell struck Catalina so hard that she tilted her head back.

She found it very painful.

Darnell asked Bennett across the bed, "Ben, you're not interested in her, are you?" with a grin on his

face.

To Be Continued