Rose looked at Robert with hatred. His whole body ached after being forcibly raped by her lover, even the liquid of his love was still flowing from his cock.
The man turned on the lighter, then burned the tip of his cigar. Instantly smoke billowed into the room, making the woman cough slightly.
"You're selfish, Rob! You damn man!"
"What's wrong with being my mistress, Rose? After all, my heart is still yours—"
"Not!" said Rose. "Your heart is no longer completely mine."
"Just a little bit, Rose. My feelings for you remain the same. Please, stay by my side."
Rose was silent, she was annoyed and irritated but couldn't think of any other way but to accept the invitation.
"Fuck!"
Robert got up and put down his cigar. He immediately washed his body so as not to leave a mark there. Soon he had to return to his wife, of course he didn't want to make Yustina suspicious.
