Meesha Kyle hissed in pain when Myron Gray entered. It was now impossible to resist or oppose him. She was already unconscious due to the extreme pain when Myron Gray finished and raised his head from her chest to look at her pale face. Myron Gray sighed as he sat at the edge of the bed. His desires were always frustrating and painful for the woman. He turned his head to face her once more. His heart was lighter and throbbing more normally than it had been. He was relieved that he had been able to keep her with him today. When his gaze fell on her skin, he noticed the bruises he had left on her gleaming white skin. He sighed as he untied her wrists.
“Meesha.” He patted her cheeks.
She tried to open her eyes but couldn't.
When he stood up to use the loo, he noticed bloodstains on the be
