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My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 668
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Esther tried to please Bradley with her kisses. Bradley’s eyes flashed with mockery. His large hand firmly held her

slender waist.

Before Esther could react, Bradley pressed scorching kisses against her lips. His kisses were possessive, as if he

were a conqueror taking everything from her—her freedom, her breath, her love, her sweetness.

Bradley relentlessly demanded more. If Esther showed any resistance, he would forcefully pin her down, exerting

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control like an iron clamp.

After reaching the peak of pleasure, despair followed. Esther watched Bradley step away from her, tears streaming

down her cheeks as she curled into a fetal position.

Bradley stood outside the crystal coffin, his eyes filled with burning desire. He poured a glass of water and

approached Esther. “Drink.”

Esther trembled upon hearing Bradley’s voice.

“Esther, don’t make me repeat myself.” Seeing her lack of response, Bradley firmly held her cheeks and made her

drink the water. “From now on, you belong to me! Don’t defy me! If you resist, I’ll take it out on your daughters.”

Esther’s hair was disheveled, and her eyes had a trace of lingering allure. She coughed and stared at Bradley with

anger. “They… they’re your children too.”

How could a father be so heartless as to use his own children as leverage?

Bradley scoffed. “Behave, and they will be my children. If you dare resist, they will become my weapons.”

Esther covered her face with her hands in agony, crying out like a trapped animal. “You have no heart, Bradley!”

The man she had once loved had become heartless. “You’re insane! You’re mentally ill! My biggest regret in life is

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loving you!”

Bradley smiled sardonically. “Seems like you still have some energy left.”

“W-What do you want?” she stammered.

Esther instinctively tried to evade, but the crystal coffin offered no escape. She had no choice but to endure

Bradley’s kisses, helpless and vulnerable in his embrace.

She was imprisoned by Bradley, and her body was branded with his exclusive marks.

Every time she resisted, Bradley intensified his efforts to subdue her. He wanted to break her spirit, clip her wings,

and make her forever submissive to him.