Raegan was dizzy for a moment. Before she knew it, she was already lying on the table, and Mitchel was on top of her, pressing his body hard against her.

It was only then that Raegan realized what Mitchel was up to. She was white as a sheet, and tears rolled down her face uncontrollably.

She hated him very much.

She kept struggling and shouting, "Stop it, you jerk! Let go of me!"

How could Mitchel do this to her here on such an occasion?

How dare he humiliate her in a strange room at his great- grandfather's birthday party!

Raegan continued to struggle, but it was in vain. She was Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. No matter what she did, her strength was no match for Mitchel.

"You asked for it," Mitchel said, looking at her with darkened eyes.

Then a ripping sound resounded through the room.

Raegan's delicate dress was rudely torn apart by Mitchel, exposing her long legs in front of him.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked at Mitchel pleadingly.

However, he didn't feel sorry for her. Instead, he found her even more charming and appealing.

Mitchel's Adam's apple bobbed up and down while staring at Raegan. At the thought that another man would see her like this in the future, he became so irritable that he wanted her badly.

Raegan panicked even more when she saw Mitchel's expression. She tried to push him away.

"Mitchel, what the hell do you want to do?"

“I want to fuck you," Mitchel replied with a sense of aggression. He stared at her with piercing eyes.

Raegan was too astounded to react for a while.

How could Mitchel say such shameless words so arrogantly?

There was probably no one like him in the entire Ardlens.

At this moment, Mitchel locked Raegan's hands and raised them above her head. He leaned closer, and his hot breath sprayed on her ear when he said, “Raegan, you are mine. No one can touch you except me."