Rossie was a little confused. She had no idea how she ended up in Zorion's house. At that time, he was clearly outnumbered, yet he managed to defeat all of them unscathed until they were all lying on the floor. He taught them all a lesson, but he did not end their lives. He even brought her out alive. Rossie sat on the bed where she had lost her virginity. The bed was soft, and the bedsheets had been washed. However, she was somewhat confused. What was Zorion trying to do? Was he going to hold her hostage? Rossie sat in the bed and pondered over it. Zorion pushed the door open and came in all of a sudden. He was dressed in black from head to toe. He resembled a movie star. Zorion was a handsome man. He was tall, and his body was well-proportioned. His facial features were especially striking, and he had a set of deep black eyes that were impossible to read. Rossie pursed her lips. She was not used to that feeling. When she was observing Zorion, he looked at her
After spending the entire night in between the sheets, Rossie could finally fall asleep as the first signs of daylight surfaced. However, Zorion seemed to have excellent stamina. He started kissing Rossie as soon as she fell asleep. "Enough..." Rossie was spent. She could only open her eyes slightly and look at Zorion. She held his hand and silently prayed that he would stop attacking her. She was exhausted. She barely had any strength left in every part of her body. Right then, he had already used all the methods he had at his disposal, and she really had no strength left. "Are you tired?" Zorion was still in high spirits. He seemed to have unlimited energy bursting from within and seemed like he could continue. He did not seem tired at all after powering through the entire stormy night. On the contrary, Rossie seemed to be exhausted and had no strength left at all. Rossie's eyes were blurred, and her face was reddish. She felt powerless throughout the or
"Then, you can start preparing the food. I'm going to lie down for a while. Call me when it's ready." Jacky then made his way upstairs. Deanna looked around to see if there was any firewood to start a fire. After washing the pot and placing the potatoes in it, she went outside to gather some firewood. The weather that day was somewhat chilly and gloomy. Deanna could not handle the cold, and her face was beginning to turn red. It did not take long before she came back with a pile of firewood in her arms. She placed the firewood underneath the stove before lighting it up. Once the fire was big enough, she started to cook the potatoes. She would then sit by the fire to warm herself up while waiting. Once the pot began to boil, Deanna briefly glanced at the time and felt that the food should be ready. She then put out the fire. After waiting for the pot to cool down, Deanna took out the potatoes and served them on a plate. She brought the plate to the table and yelled for
Jacky stood at the entrance of the stairs in a daze. He watched the heavy rain outside the door, completely lost in thought. When he finally came back to his senses, Deanna was already miles ahead. Jacky hurriedly chased after Deanna. She initially thought that Jacky would not be able to catch up as she was sprinting, but before she knew it, he had already caught up to her in half an hour and dragged her back towards the house as if he was carrying a chick. As soon as they entered the house, Deanna immediately retreated to one corner. She cowered in fear, not saying a single word. Jacky was drenched. His hair was dripping with rainwater when he looked down. "Why did you run away?" Jacky asked after a moment of silence. Deanna shook her head in a flurry and shrunk like a tortoise. She did not dare look at him. Jacky walked towards Deanna and stopped to observe her. She looked like a mudskipper and was also drenched from head to toe. How many times had she t
Deanna woke up the next morning and felt a little groggy. When she moved slightly, she felt pain all over her body. When she opened her eyes, she could see warm yellow rays pouring in through the windows. Deanna pondered for a moment in bed before getting up. Just as she was about to sit up, she felt as if something seemed to be gripping her waist. She then looked at her waist and saw an arm firmly wrapped around her body. She turned sideways only to find that the arm belonged to Jacky. What the h*ll happened the previous night? Deanna did her best to try and recall her memory, but she couldn't seem to remember anything! She raised her hand to rub her head. Deanna then looked at her arms and wondered, what happened to her sleeves? She looked at her arms and over to her body... "Ah!" Deanna shrieked and woke Jacky up in the process. Jacky immediately sat up and looked over at Deanna. He hurriedly pulled her into his arms. Deanna was completely s
On the other side, Santiago put his phone away and looked at Raeleigh. "He should be fine. He's at Richards Manor." "So, he's fine because he's there?" Raeleigh looked at Santiago. She was slightly relieved when she heard his words. "What can happen to him? My grandfather treats him like a treasure. He should be fine. If you're worried, then I can bring you there to check on him." Santiago spoke as if he was telling the truth. Raeleigh immediately shook her head and said, "There's no need for that." Raeleigh turned around and sat down. She guessed that he probably needed some space. Therefore, she decided not to look for him. If he needed her, then he would come back on his own. Besides, she did not dare go to Richards Manor as there were too many people around. Regardless of what identity she used, it was still better to stay at home. Raeleigh sat down and fell silent. Santiago, too, took a seat. He remained silent as he waited for Raeleigh to say something. Ho
Raeleigh entered the lecture hall and realized that there was a newcomer that day. Hadrian had entered the hall, and he was sitting in the last row, right behind Scarlette. Raeleigh had no idea what had happened between Scarlette and Hadrian as they were there before her. However, Raeleigh knew that they must have had a fight, since she could feel the tension between them. As soon as Raeleigh took her seat, she immediately switched her focus in preparation for class. However, midway through the lecture, she felt a little uncomfortable, so she decided to leave the class earlier. Thus, leaving Santiago's sight. Raeleigh went to the restroom in order to avoid arousing Santiago's suspicion. As a result, when she emerged from the restroom, she found Santiago standing outside, leaning against the wall. He only left when he was sure that Raeleigh was alright. "You don't have to follow me. Nothing will happen to me in the restroom." Raeleigh wanted to meet Xanthus, so o
"When I was ten years old, I was probably the most antisocial one in the orphanage. Usually, the older children would not get adopted. I remember a lot of them would get adopted at two or three years old. "I looked good when I was younger. I had big eyes, a straight nose, and was very clean. However, I had a bad temper and I did not like socializing with the other children. That is why most of the kids were adopted while I remained in the orphanage." "I remember that it was cloudy that day. I heard that a new kid was sent to our orphanage. I was curious, so I went to check it out. I saw Madam Caprice carrying the baby, and she told me that it was a baby girl. She even pitied her because she was a newborn and was abandoned." "Later, as the kid grew up, she would frequently fall sick. Madam Caprice would occasionally bring the baby home to take care of her." "She did the same with me. I have no idea why, but as I grew up, I developed a strange temper. I have a fee