Raegan felt the pain, but she endured it. She would never show timidity in front of him. She reminded him, "Mr. Dixon, if you don't let go of me, someone will come looking for me later."

She thought that if she mentioned someone was waiting for her, it would bring some sanity to Mitchel.

However, she underestimated the extent of his anger.

Mitchel looked fierce now.

"Raegan, always remember this. Anything I don't allow will never happen."

He spoke calmly, but Raegan felt like she was being attacked by a beast.

Her pupils shrank. She looked at him warily and said, "What do you want to do? Remember that this is the men's restroom. Someone will come in at any..."

Before Raegan could finish her words, her lips were sealed by Mitchel's Lips.

He pressed her hard against the cubicle wall and kissed her possessively, making her feel like her mouth was tearing apart.

Since Raegan couldn't resist, she could only bite Mitchel's lips hard.

Then, the taste of blood spread between their teeth.

But the pain was like a dose of medicine, making Mitchel want to have sexual intercourse with her even more.

A kiss was far from enough.

Mitchel raised Raegan's hands above her head and tore her collar apart. She was in a mess.

She struggled hard while saying, “Mitchel, we are divorced... You can't do this.."

Mitchel was neatly dressed, but his eyes were full of desire. He leaned closer to her ear, curled his tongue, and said word by word, "Do you think that you are no longer mine after our divorce?"

His words made Raegan shiver.

“Have you forgotten how many marks I have left on your body?"

Mitchel seemed determined to bring back the past. He blocked her with his elbow, and his cold hand wandered around her body wantonly.

Layers of sweat gradually broke out on Raegan's forehead. But she restrained her expression and said coldly, "Don't force me."