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.

was hoarse and deep, and she used to love that

like a sword piercing in and out of her

was accompanied

just miscarried not

he could still

really didn't love

felt like

were like nails, nailing

the moon

cold light penetrated the embroidered curtains, casting numerous fragmented pieces on the

unable to be

was repeatedly provoked by

me," he

held her face, his eyes carrying a

continued looking at

became more ruthless, and

Fanny’s eyes grew

wildfire, it burned away Oliver's hopes and left only

he breathed heavily, leaning

of hair covered his nose, but

to indulge in this night,

as long as they were still

were discovered tomorrow, he would say he

might..." He seemed to be trembling, and the words he was about to say

lose you." It wasn't just

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