The wall felt like ice.

When Fanny's hot skin pressed against it, she shivered.

Instinctively, she tightened her hold on the man in front of her.

The place where she grabbed him hurt, and Oliver hesitated for a brief moment.

His grip on her tightened.

Numerous red marks appeared on their fair skin.

Neither of them paid any attention to it.

They just stared at each other, as if trying to engrave the other into their eyes.

However, there was no love in their actions.

Only anger and hatred.

He pressed Fanny hard against the wall, fiercely biting her as if he was trying to devour her whole.

At first, she resisted.

Then, she slowly gave in.

Only a pair of lifeless eyes stared at him, like a puppet.

“Oliver.” He didn't listen, nor did he consider her current emotions.

voice was hoarse and deep, and she

was like a sword piercing in and out

was

just miscarried

could still treat her like

really didn't

felt like

like nails, nailing

window, the

curtains, casting numerous fragmented pieces on

unable to be pieced

stopping, but was repeatedly

me,"

held her face, his eyes carrying

her head, and continued looking at the moonlight outside the

ruthless,

Fanny’s

burned away Oliver's hopes

heavily,

his

indulge in this night, even

as they were

discovered tomorrow, he would say

seemed to be trembling, and the words he was about

really not want to lose you." It wasn't just about wanting

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