As the door closed, he pressed her against it, his voice now harsh and laden with melancholy.

“Why are you following me? Go back to Duefron after lunch.

I’ll have Peter book a ticket for you.

“Lwon’t go,” Cecilia asserted, her back pressed against the door, tears brimming in her eyes.

Mark reached for his phone to call Peter.

“Book a ticket for Cecilia this afternoon.

The sooner…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Cecilia took hold of his hand, preventing him from continuing.

Mark’s eyes grew stern.

“You must leave.

Unaccustomed to seeing him like this, Cecilia felt scared, but she gathered her courage to say, “I won’t leave.

Miss Holt told me that you never had any intimate relations with her.

Mark fixed his gaze on Cecilia.

a prolonged silence,

the words of

her body

in conflicts, she knew she

to

pressed her shoulder

to hear the

lips quivered, tears on

cascading over his forehead, Mark appeared forlorn and mysterious, a

spoke

if you insist, I’ll

Miss Holt, Miss Green, Miss Smith…

a young and inexperienced

heart and

the way, have you forgotten the

&

in the hospital when Rena’s

know if Alexis would survive and the stress

came to me that night, of

have passed and I’ve

wish to entertain you any longer, alright?

You’re correct.

grown tired of her

a firm resolve, Mark started unbuttoning Cecilia’s shirt as he continued

come all

you want me to have you? Do you crave a man’s

dress yourself and

Return to Duefron.

wish to play

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