Thomas Fisher didn't take Alice Turner back to the villa with Cedric Fisher and Autumn York, but instead went to the apartment they had lived in together five years ago. Everything there was exactly the same as five years ago; he hadn't moved a thing.
"Mm!"
As soon as they stepped through the door, Thomas couldn't wait and pinned Alice against the back of it. Before she could react, he lowered his head and kissed her.
Alice didn't make a big show of struggling to push him away, nor did she act shy and coy. She cooperated with him generously, letting him pull her into that blazing, passionate whirlpool of lovemaking.
Even though Thomas didn't have some hang‑up about virgins, he still got excited for a moment, and his movements afterward became a lot gentler.
That night was destined to be ambiguous, bashful, and just as much filled with passion…
"Alice, you finally, completely belong to me."
