Angry as she was, Enna still washed her face, changed her clothes, found a scarf in the closet, tied it around her neck, and checked herself in the mirror once more.
Only then did she realize how haggard her face looked, as if she hadn't slept at all that night. Dark circles swirled under her eyes, and her complexion was terrible.
No wonder her face looked so bad - she'd been tossed and turned by Baron Lawrence for most of the night, not even knowing when it ended.
This was just the first night of their cohabitation, and Enna could hardly imagine how she'd manage in the days to come.
If every night were like the one before, she would definitely be the first to *****!
No, she had to figure something out. Baron couldn't go on like this. She wouldn't be able to stand it.
But what could she do?
When it came to that, his energy was exceptionally strong, and she simply couldn't compete...
