Because he lost control, his movements inevitably became rougher.
Enna's chin was squeezed red by him. In extreme discomfort, she struggled desperately, "I don't want to..."
Baron Lawrence pressed down on her writhing body, his eyes red with anger as he towered over her, "You want to!"
"Enna, you want to!"
You must!
She was the one who demanded him in the first place, and now she got him, she couldn't just throw him away!
Especially not by suddenly abandoning him for no reason!
He couldn't accept it!
Absolutely not!
"Uh... Baron Lawrence..." All her protests were swallowed up by him, Enna struggled until the very end, finally running out of strength and not wanting to struggle anymore. She struggled out of hope, but now his actions left her disappointed.
Her skin was burning hot, but her heart was as cold as ice. Enna, caught between fire and ice, slowly closed her eyes, a tear rolling down her cheek. She stopped struggling and lay motionless.
