Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Little drunkard!” Tyrone whispered playfully, pinching Sabrina’s nose.

Tyrone felt relieved that Sabrina didn’t agree to go to the bar.

Otherwise, he feared that he might have lost control.

The heating was on, and Sabrina was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket. She began to sweat and feel uncomfortable. She groaned and unconsciously tugged on her clothes.

After carefully unzipping the jacket, he removed it and her thick leggings, leaving only a layer of thermal underwear on her.

Perhaps due to intoxication or the heat, Sabrina’s face was flushed, her lips slightly parted, revealing her white teeth. She groaned unconsciously.

The close-fitting thermal underwear accentuated her graceful curve, making her all the more enchanting and enticing.

ulterior motives. He simply wanted to

in short gasps. His mouth was dry, and he couldn’t think of anything else but

it was as if fuel was added to an

revealing her alluring figure as she shifted

to resist any longer. Turning Sabrina over, he leaned

kiss, a sensation he had

hue painted Sabrina’s face, and her breath caught in her throat. Feeling uncomfortable, she

was stunned. His gaze met

Sabrina’s awakening

surprise, Sabrina’s eyes closed, and a murmur escaped her