Chapter 62 Women Always Speak In Paradoxes

• All of Zayla's resistance was futile under Joaquin's dominance. She utterly despised her weakness and felt completely overpowered by Joaquin's ease in subduing her.
• When Joaquin kissed her, she bit him several times. Her mouth was filled with the taste of blood. Even the back of her throat tasted of iron and sweetness. She turned her head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
• Blood trailed from the corner of her mouth to her earlobe, dripping onto the white pillow behind her, resembling a blooming red rose in the snow.