Felix's voice broke through the silence, and it was tinged with a hint of disappointment. "Were you expecting someone else, Carol? Sad to see it's just me?" Carol took a step back, but the door behind her was already shut.

She knew that Felix was mad, and not just a little bit.

Frozen in place, she heard him call out, "Hey, Carol, I'm not mad. Chere, will you?" Yet, she stood firm, unwilling to move closer.

Suddenly, he flung the covers aside and strode toward her. His grip was firm on her wrist as he tossed her onto the bed.

Carol's back throbbed from the impact, and as she attempted to rise, she felt his hand clamp around her neck, pinning her down. Being completely immobilized, she looked up at the furious man above her.

"Cough, cough, cough." A cough escaped her lips as she felt his mouth clamp down on hers; then she felt the taste of iron bloom as her lip was bleeding.

Her heart ached, physically, from the pain, yet she couldn't struggle; his grip on her neck was too strong.

After a moment, Felix moved on to her neck, leaving a trail of marks.

Carol felt a strange sensation, as if something wet and cold was trailing down her neck.

With a rough move, Felix grabbed a necktie from the bedside and bound her hands with it; then he flipped her over and entered without warning.

lights, leaving only the dim

if her waist

hurts, stop!"

his hands tightened even more around

constricted, and with her hands tied,

bit into her shoulder and her neck, multiple

couldn't see his face, but a rebellious fire was

care of you? You still have the energy to lose it?" At the mention of Listina,

dampness returned;

sure what it was

she buried her face in the

dawn when Felix

party were asking where to send their gifts. Felix had left in such a hurry that

the

sat on the edge of the bed; he had already untied her wrists, yet the

woke, feeling her

asked, wondering if he had lost his mind the night before.

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