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.

said, "You brought this upon yourself." His voice was hoarse and deep,

sword piercing in and out of

thrust was accompanied by

miscarried

he could still treat

really didn't love

felt like a

were like nails, nailing her hands

the moon rose

the embroidered curtains, casting numerous fragmented pieces on the ground, much like her

be pieced

considered stopping, but was repeatedly provoked

me,"

held her face, his eyes

Fanny turned her head, and continued

ruthless, and

in Fanny’s

burned away Oliver's hopes and left

breathed heavily, leaning on

covered his nose, but he

to indulge in this night, even

as long as they were

he would say

the words

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

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