Celine was frustrated by Adam's despicable behavior. Gritting her teeth, she asked, "Mr. Alvarez, what do you want from me?"

Adam glanced at her hands, hidden behind her back. "Let me see it."

Celine threw the clothes at his handsome face. "No!"

Adam didn't dodge. The clothes fell from his face onto the carpet. He reached out, cupping her small, pale face in his hand.

"So you can wear it for Nathan, but not for me?"

He gently lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. She didn't understand. She hadn't worn it for Nathan; she'd never worn it before. She also had no idea why room service had delivered it. "Mr. Alvarez, if you really want to see it, go find Carly," she said.

Adam smirked. "Carly's pure and innocent. She wouldn't wear something like this. Isn't this the kind of thing a woman like you would wear?" Celine wondered what he meant. What kind of woman was she?

Adam looked at her flawless, delicate face, pressing his thumb against her red lips. He teased, "Did you sleep with other men before marrying me? Who else have you slept with since our marriage? Nathan? Anyone else?"

Celine's heart sank. She understood how he truly saw her. Was she really the kind of woman anyone could sleep with? He didn't want Carly to wear this; he made Celine wear it. He truly degraded her. She smiled bitterly. She pushed him away, trying to leave. However, Adam grabbed her fragile body, pulling her into his arms and kissing her. Celine struggled to break free.

Yet, her fragile body couldn't resist him. It writhed in his firm embrace. Adam's blood began to boil; his breath became uneven. He pushed her hard against the wall.

"Serve me like you served Nathan."

Celine tried to push him off. "Adam, aren't you afraid Carly will find out?"

Adam sneered. "Carly is generous. She knows I love and respect her. With you, it's just for fun. You're only here to relieve my physical needs."

He loved and respected Carly, while she was nothing more than an outlet for his desires.

Celine's eyes hardened, and her slender fingers clenched. "Adam, just because you come looking for me doesn't mean I'll entertain you! You can't control who I've been with. You should know that I'll never sleep with you! If you can't find satisfaction with Carly, find another woman. I won't serve you!"

The words hung in the air; the atmosphere grew suffocatingly still. Adam's narrow eyes darkened with malicious intent, and his powerful chest heaved with barely controlled rage. Soon, he released her, looking her up and down with a sneer. "Celine, do you think I care for you? Have you had a check-up lately? I still think you're dirty."

With those parting words, Adam turned and left. His cold words echoed in her ears as Celine realized how easily he could hurt her. He always knew how to make her heart ache. Their relationship had plummeted.

Celine's fragile body slid slowly down the wall, until she crouched on the floor. She couldn't understand why he had barged in and humiliated her. Did hurting her truly bring him joy?