The bellow slowly faded away.
Yun Shishi heaved herself into a sitting position with great effort. She lifted her heavy head and swept her blurry eyes around. She felt as if the whole world were tumbling down.
She seemed to have lost full control of her body as it became pliant with heat. Seeing no one around her, she could not care less where she was.
This torture had taken away her last strand of rationality. She reached out with quivering hands and painstakingly tore her dress.
This was when a tall figure stepped through the door. The man had a compelling demeanor, and the instant he appeared in the suite, the whole world seemed to condense.
The door closed with a bang, and the room was once more engulfed in darkness.
Inside the spacious suite, her hurried and strangled gasps echoed about.
The labored breathing, accompanied by soft moans, continued to pass through her pale red lips. Everything was full of coyness.
