Summer Ford didn't shy away from him. Since she couldn't escape, she might as well enjoy it.
The next four years were still long!
In the vast bathroom, after that, a room full of passion unfolded...
The next morning, Summer woke up a bit early.
Her whole body was sore and swollen, too tired to even move a finger. It felt worse than the last time they were in the hotel.
The room was messy, and traces of last night's antics were scattered everywhere.
Their clothes were strewn all over the place; the scene was truly unbearable to look at!
Her body was still aching, and her fair skin was covered with marks left from last night.
Left by a certain beast.
Summer internally cursed Ethan Laurent as she tiptoed off the bed, intending to find some clothes to change into, only to realize that she didn't have any here, and yesterday's clothes were no longer wearable.
