A Night of Desire-Chapter 130: Nothing But a Transaction

Her words made Seth Quinn freeze for a moment. He immediately captured her lips as if to cover his reaction, mumbling, "That time was different. You weren’t conscious and couldn’t feel a thing. It was uncomfortable for me, too."

"Things like this require both people to be in sync to achieve a perfect union, to reach the height of ecstasy."

Clara Grant fell silent. With her lips captured by his, she couldn’t get a word out.

After another long moment, she finally pushed Seth Quinn’s lips away. They stared into each other’s eyes, both of them panting.

"I know we’re husband and wife now. And since I’ve married you, I never planned on shirking my wifely duties. But... but not now. I’m really not mentally prepared yet. Please... just give me a little more time."

’She couldn’t deny that she didn’t seem to mind Seth Quinn’s kisses and affection; she didn’t even resist them. But to her, if she looked past his role as her husband, past his role as her sexual partner, he was just a man she had only recently met. A relative stranger.’

’Getting into bed and being intimate with a strange man... maybe other girls could do it, but she couldn’t.’

’It wasn’t that she was particularly conservative; she just couldn’t get over the mental block.’

’Or maybe, she couldn’t get past the hurdle of giving up on Miles Quinn and throwing herself into another man’s arms!’

Watching her small face, taking in every flicker of emotion, Seth Quinn’s gaze darkened.

’Was she saving herself for her beloved Miles? Even though she mistakenly believed I’d already taken her virginity, even though she knew there was no future for them, was she determined to stay true to her first love? Refusing to give me an inch of ground, refusing to let me into her heart?’

A cold sneer touched Seth Quinn’s lips. The desire in his eyes faded, and his voice returned to its usual calm and icy tone.

"Give you some time? How long?"

"A... a year? Until I graduate..." Seeing that he seemed willing to negotiate, Clara stammered out the timeline she had in mind.

"Don’t even think about it. I can’t wait that long. Don’t forget why I married you in the first place. My body wanted you, and marrying you was just a way to make sleeping with you legitimate.

"Since that was the entire premise, why should I inconvenience myself now and make such a huge concession for you?"

His words were like a physical blow, snapping Clara Grant back to reality. ’That’s right, how could I have forgotten? He didn’t marry me for love. It wasn’t even for the sake of a normal partnership.’

’It was because his body had needs!’

’And I was merely the one his body had chosen. Left with no other choice, I had agreed to his terms.’

’He gave me money, gave me everything I wanted. In return, I was to give him my body!’

’Between us, there was nothing more than a transaction!’

’Yet I had been so clueless. Not only had I gotten lost in his passionate kisses, but I’d even had the audacity to ask him for time to adjust.’

’Ha, how ridiculous!’

A bleak, faint smile touched Clara’s lips. "Since President Quinn can’t wait, then let’s do it now. I promise I won’t resist anymore. After all, you’ve fulfilled your end of the bargain, so I must fulfill mine.

"As for what I said just now... President Quinn, just consider it me overestimating myself. I didn’t know my place."

With that, she dropped her hands that had been pressed against his chest, letting them fall limply to her sides. She slowly closed her eyes.

Only her faintly trembling eyelashes betrayed her sorrow and the fear churning within her.