The fervent kiss was strong and forceful, reason was lost, she stood passively like a patient on opium, trembling, her whole body limp like mud.
Faye wrapped her waist with his hand, parted her lips, and pressed her hard against the door.
The man's heartbeat thumped on her chest, her hands unconsciously climbed onto Faye's neck, letting him take whatever he wished.
Who knows how much time passed, but Tessa Caldwell felt she was about to suffocate, seemingly on the verge of breathlessness, and only then did Faye slowly release her lips, though his hand around her waist did not let go.
Tessa suddenly became clear-headed, wanting to push him away, but couldn't.
She swung her fist, pounding hard onto Faye's body, "I hate you, I hate you! You're so hateful! Get out of my way, I want to go back!"
Faye grabbed her hand, she cried tears flowing like a stream in front of him, and he had no anger whatsoever.
