He's actually treating her so unfairly.
It's truly too much.
Aware that he had crossed the line, Arnold Simmons cooed into her ear with immense patience, "There's no one else, only you."
She was so tired her limbs were shaking, and she could only let him turn her around.
Her skimpy clothes barely managed to cover the essential parts.
Arnold was a normal man, naturally affected by the flirtations of his girl, even breathing next to her was a torment.
In fact, without her deliberate provocations, he was already on the brink, if it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have already thoroughly become the obsessively wild beast in his mind and possessed her.
Hannah allowed the man to help her get dressed; her voice was soft and sweet as she muttered, "Arnold, you're not human."
"Hmm, I'm not human, I'm a beast." He continued her sentence.
He knew she was upset and let her vent, not feeling the slightest anger but only sweetness.
