In My Desperate Time

My misunderstanding with Frances resolved, I am in a much better mood.

After supper, Frances pulls me to the hotel where we can be alone.

He hasn't touched me for days. He is like a hungry wolf, devouring me whole.

Frances "punishes" me for most of the night. In the end, I become exhausted and faint.

I don't know when it ended. By the time I wake up, it is about noon the next day.

When I open my eyes, Frances is standing by the door with his back to me. I don't know what he is busy with.

"It's already noon. Why didn't you wake me up?"

Frances trembles, as if he is startled by me.

He quickly stuffs something under his clothes, then turns to look at me, and says with a smile, "I figured you must be exhausted from last night, so I decided to let you sleep a little longer."

Exhausted?

Thinking of the sexy night, I blush.

It's really strange. He was clearly the one who did all the heavy lifting. Why am I even more tired than him?

to

sit up

bruises on me are the evidence of last night's violent pleasure. My face turns

and looks at me with a

Damn it, you pervert!

he seems to be in a good mood today. Could it be

the clinic yesterday, he sent his men to

to do now is

me out of

to my parents' place. After some time, I realize the car is

"Where are we going?"

I ask doubtfully.

his head at me and says

the car stops in front of Prague

taking me to the center of the square, he says he will be back

and watch him leave. His figure quickly disappears

I discover

nearby walks towards

and children, when passing by me, will pass me a

I can't hold

roses on the floor are piled