“Are you really tired?” Sherry rolled her eyes. “If you don’t want to do it, just get out of my face.” He stood there and lifted her chin with his fingers. With curled lips, he said, “Sherry, if you can take the initiative tonight, I’ll let you rest earlier.” Sherry wanted to roll her eyes again, but before she could, he continued, “Or else, I won’t let you sleep tonight.” Sherry was silenced by the disgusting suggestion and glared at him in return. He smiled bewitchingly. “Your choice.” He released her chin after that. Sherry stomached her grief and decided to bite the bullet. She tiptoed and kissed him on the lips. The moment their lips locked, the man grabbed the back of her head and lifted her up. He carried her into the bathroom and pressed her against the cold hard wall, ravaging her lips violently. Sherry almost went out of breath, but the thought of escaping during dinner the next day gave her enough courage to bite the bullet. She clung to his neck. The sud
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