Chapter 56
The next moment, everyone was stunned to see Zvonimir suddenly pin Rishima down on the sofa and kiss her forcefully, using his strength to make hel submit to him!
Uhm… uhm… uhm… Rishima struggled violently, clamping her lips shut to avoid swallowing even a drop of the wine.
She was pregnant and absolutely could not drink, as it would affect the baby’s development.
But Zvonimir was relentless. With one hand, he gripped both of her wrists and pinned them above her head, while his other hand held the back of her neck. His strong frame pressed down on her, leaving her unable to breathe.
Half the wine poured into her mouth, while the other half spilled out. The wine trickled down the corners of her lips, flowing along her neck and pooling at her collarbone. Under the lights, her disheveled appearance only made her look more alluring.
“Good!” The surrounding wolves cheered, clapping, shouting, and whistling. The atmosphere in the room grew boisterous.
Daryl stared at Rishima’s neck, his throat dry. He swallowed hard, then grabbed the she–wolf beside him and kissed her ravenously.
Zvonimir kissed Rishima for a long while, only stopping when he felt her body trembling. Letting her go, he grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
“If you’d just obediently pleased me earlier, you wouldn’t have been punished like this,” Zvonimir said, stroking her neck. His tone and actions resembled a master disciplining a pet. “Next time, don’t provoke me, or your punishment will be even harsher.”
Rishima didn’t respond, her head bowed as she gasped for breath. Her pale cheeks were flushed, perhaps from the wine, and her delicate appearance mesmerized the wolves around her.
Zvonimir grew impatient. “Did you hear me?”
“Get lost!” Rishima lifted her head, her reddened eyes brimming with tears of hatred as she glared at him.
Zvonimir immediately flew into a rage. “Damn it! Did you just tell me to get lost?”
Before he could react further, Rishima suddenly shoved him away and stumbled into the restroom. She leaned over the toilet, retching repeatedly.
Zvonimir followed her in. Seeing her incessantly vomiting, he asked anxiously, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Are you still running a fever?”
Rishima emptied the contents of her stomach. Her arms, braced against the toilet, trembled, and her face was pale as a sheet.
“Wine…” Her throat burned, rendering her speech weak.
Zvonimir was momentarily stunned. Staring at Rishima’s pallid face, he felt an inexplicable discomfort in his chest.
Outside, Michael knocked on the door. “Zvonimir, is everything alright?”
Ryan called out, “Hey, Zvonimir, calm down. Don’t push her too hard.”
“Shut up! You’re too noisy!” Zvonimir roared in anger./
The area outside the restroom fell silent.
Rishima didn’t spare Zvonimir a glance. After washing her hands and face, she stepped out.
Zvonimir reached out to help her, but she rejected him.
He wanted to scold her loudly but swallowed his words as he watched her frail shoulders. He would deal with her once they got home.
Frustrated, Zvonimir trailed behind Rishima back to the party room.
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Chapter 56
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