In My Desperate Time

He is not in his room in the middle of the night. Why come to my room?

And I know from the sound that Frances Louis is angry. Although I don't know where his anger comes from.

I look down at the watch, half past ten.

At this time, Virginia's nightlife is just beginning.

“I didn’t come back late.”

I turn and look at Frances Louis, carefully guessing his mind.

But actually, I couldn't see through him, never.

Frances Louis is standing at the window, which is opposite the door of Louis’s house. I wonder if he has watched me standing outside for so long?

“Take off your clothes.”

He frowns and says coldly to me.

I am stunned and cover my chest instinctively. I say to him firmly, “No.”

I used to think that Frances Louis was a beast, but now it seems that he is worse than a beast. Knowing that there is wound in my waist, he still wouldn't let me go. He doesn't care if I die, but I don't want to die early!

Frances Louis's face turns darker than the night outside.

take off, don’t make me say

Louis’s anger from so far away. I almost give into his insolence

teeth and

face is horribly dark. Instinctively, I recoil, and by the time

can't touch

Louis is not afraid

mistress. You guess what I want to

throws me

touches the powder compact case that has been lying on my bed since morning, and the

Louis has fallen on me, one

I am your mistress! But I am not

Frances Louis away, shrink back, clutch the

so much. I break out

but doesn’t come

your coat. Other men’s clothes are eyesore to me. If you like men’s clothes, I will buy you

still wearing Noah Jefferson’s

Frances Louis asks me

off the coat according to his indication and mumble, “just

any words. He

angry again. But he comes closer to me, points at my waist and

There is red blood on the