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 used to love that

now, it was like a sword piercing in and

thrust was

miscarried not

could still treat her

really didn't

felt like

nails, nailing her hands to the

the window, the moon

numerous fragmented pieces on the ground,

be

considered stopping, but was repeatedly provoked by Fanny's indifferent

at me," he

his eyes carrying a

and continued looking at the moonlight

more ruthless,

coldness in Fanny’s

it burned away Oliver's

he breathed heavily, leaning on

of hair covered his

to indulge in this night,

as they

tomorrow, he would say

be trembling, and the words he was about to say were so

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

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