Am I Just your plaything?

At lunch time, Alex and Ravine sneak out of the campus to check into the hotel. Alex didn't care if she was screaming her lungs out, her make up was bring ruined and he was drilling into her barbarically.

"S-stop..." she whimpers. He couldn't hear her.

"Alex... ah... ah!" She screams in a different way than usual moans. The perplexed male stops at once, concerned about her. But then again, he thought it was easier to not feel concerned about her. Pulling out, he sees her crying face for the first time in their relationship.

"What's wrong with you?" His tone was subjected to brutality. Ravine throws the pillow at him, finally letting all her emotions flow.

"Go away! Fuck off!!" Her screaming that way does something to him. At the pit of his stomach, he feels a harsh tug and a punch both.

"What—" He already has a tantrum throwing money sister at home, he knew how to stop angry young females.

However, Ravine's fake nails pierce his skin as he jumps away from her, holding his forearm as