Inside the dimly lit camp, a smell of alcohol came to my face.
The fingertips lightly traced her cheek, from top to bottom, first to the eyebrows, then to the bridge of the nose, and finally stopped on her red lips.
That wild and domineering aura made her feel as if she would suffocate and die at any moment.
His eyes were full of enthusiasm and desire, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Because the woman in front of him had made him think about her day and night for two whole years.
Now, she is lying under him. At this moment, he just wants to take her as his own and make her completely his own...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
