A Moment in Destiny

He felt her crying and her fragile body trembling in his arms. He tried to suppress his lower body from the tightening and throbbing as he closed his eyes slightly, but he opened them in a blink and carried her to the bed.

Her tearful face had left him a little bewildered for a moment. Putting her down, he didn't do anything else but walked to the window and lit a cigarette. He took a big sip and was silent.

She sobbed, sensing that Mr. Fox wasn't doing anything. She opened her eyes, searching for him, only to find his tall figure standing by the window. It looked even more lonely with its height.

The smell of cigarettes diffused into the room. Sherry felt an overwhelming sense of melancholy. She didn’t know why she felt this way either.

She looked around the house and realized that all the furniture was the same, untouched and didn’t move a bit. Everything was nothing but spotless.

He didn’t say anything, and he just kept smoking. Sherry sat up from the bed, curled up, didn’t know what to say.

The atmosphere was ambiguous, dull, overwhelming.

“Go and take a shower!” he said in a cold voice of a sudden.

She froze. She was embarrassed and her face was feeling hot.

Mr. Fox watched her cheeks flush, and it was so beautiful that men would go insane. He turned his face away once more, suppressing the excitement within him, and took another hard sip from his cigarette.

Sherry gulped. As she saw him turning his back towards her, she stood up and walked towards the bathroom in his bedroom. 

Before entering, she heard him say,

“There are pyjamas in the wardrobe!”

She shivered in fear and was speechless.

She was stunned to open the wardrobe and saw a clear selection of women's clothes, and it was the same as five years ago.

“They were prepared for you five years ago!”

She panicked. Why hadn't he thrown them away?

He urged her while he continued to smoke, “Hurry up!”

She entered the bathroom.

When she came out again, she saw him with his hand still holding a cigarette.

He tilted his head up and looked at her when she opened the door.

She chose a conservative cotton nightgown, wearing slippers. Water droplets can be seen on her fair feet, and her hair was still dripping water. Her wet hair was hanging casually over both her shoulders, standing at the doorway of the bathroom apprehensively.

She was nervous, uncomfortable, shy, helpless...

His eyes darken as he looked at her. He turned around and pressed a remote control, and the lights went out!

“Ah!” Sherry cried out in fear as darkness descended.

There was nothing but silence all around her, and she subconsciously searched the place where Mr. Fox stood. In the 

darkness, everything was out of sight. Even though nothing can be seen, she felt a sharp pair of eyes staring at her. That gaze was like a wild beast that wanted to tear its prey apart on the spot.

She was inexplicably frightened and couldn't help but to escape. But her body was pulled in by someone.

“Ab..” She screamed.

wide with fear, and she was wrapped around so

touched his chest through his clothes. She was shocked that

had made

of William that blocked her in the toilet. Why men had so

animals that only

was husky and

didn’t know

scent of tobacco swept over her senses

jerked his hand around the back of Sherry’s head. He moved up to her face and began

didn't feel the mask, but rather the sensation of the skin. She

she didn't feel the

take off

know who he was? His skin was fair, and his face

leopard that had been stalking its prey for a very long time. Only now did he

her lips, so eager

her blood freezed while his kisses fell on her. His kiss fell on her face, her

down along her

picked up and walked over to the bed. Mr. Fox put her on the bed, followed by his fit

next sentence was quickly drowned by the

and his

Trapping her tightly, he felt her rawness,

pleasure in his heart.

to have magical powers, and the warmth of his lips almost melted her body. She couldn't help

in a wet tongue, and it

of being kissed was somehow familiar. The smell of tobacco, the scent of freshness, and the

any feelings for it? It was just a business between them. It was a business she had to commit herself to see

strange and shy. His lips had already kissed along her face and moved to the

chance to have a deep breath. He had nibbled her neck,

loud tearing sound, and her nightgown had split into

her small hands pushing against his chest. Only realized that he

to see your son again?” He asked in

whole body was stunned, and tears slipped out of her eyes.

breathing at the side of Sherry's face. Sherry clutched the sheets in fear to avoid

her retreat, Mr. Fox couldn't help but showed a teasing smile as he reached

smooth skin.

brought up a strange sensation to her, and her whole body felt like it was on fire. And her mind began to be filled

sorrow and helplessness,

hands parted her legs while she clenched her lips and

one word was so feeble, so

the silent darkness, the sound of their breathing

couldn't be seen, only his eyes that

rubbed his dick against her private part, feeling her shyness blossoming

slender waist

his thing straight into

skillful maneuver made her feel even

out. He's a

infantile and inexperienced one. In such a duel, even there was

dignity, she'd sink into

was no gap,

so tight, so tender that he couldn't stop it and he just wanted to fall

he couldn't get out

holding their

sink into the quicksand of

And who was melting?

sensation different from five years ago. She could even feel

and did

but not forgetting her original intention. Suddenly, she spoke when they were about to reached climax,