"Ahhh, wait...ahh! My stomach!" He moaned on the muddy ground as she slowly disappeared from his sight. Sighing heavily, he asked himself: "Damn it! Why is she so violent? Maybe...she's really not good at touching...uh, I don't know her name yet..."
But...
Why do I find her counterattack so sexy? damn it! I must have really been blinded by love."
***
His whole body was soaked in the autumn, and the water dripped down his strong body. William took staggering steps and returned to the mansion before midnight. There was a lost expression on his face, and there was nothing in his eyes. Judging by his movements, he seemed physically unwell, but was trying to bear the pain inside.
Just as he was about to go upstairs, suddenly, rough footsteps came from behind him, making him stop. "Brother, you look weak, have you started to deteriorate?"
