Tobias treated this place as his temporary imperial residence.

Skylar discovered a long time ago that this man was prone to severe mood swings, and his attitude towards her was hot-and-cold.

When he was in a good mood, he treated her like a precious gem. If she asked, he would probably steal a star from the night sky for her.

However, he was sometimes so brutal that he seemed like a completely different person.

Skylar slammed her schedule for tomorrow onto the table. She hit the table so hard that her hands hurt.

“I have to leave the house before the sun even rises tomorrow. You’ll excuse me for not doing it with you tonight. If you’re so desperate, you can always find another woman to vent your animalistic instincts on.”

Skylar looked as though she had swallowed a few mouthfuls of gunpowder. Tobias gazed at her with a steely expression, feeling aggrieved.

She doesn’t like my present.

Skylar caught a faint whiff of alcohol on his clothes. He had probably come straight here from one of his work parties.

Tobias glanced at her schedule on the table. It was almost completely full—she had a very busy day tomorrow.

room. The moment they entered the room, Tobias removed his hand

edge of her underwear. “Are you going to stay after this, or leave

they could see each other after work every day. It was some form of happily ever after

had ruined this fantasy of hers completely. After a few weeks of their quiet routine, he dropped by less frequently. Sometimes, he refused to reply to her texts or answer

lie to say his change of heart did not hurt

eyes, he said, “Just once? That won’t be enough. We’ll have to

didn’t know if she should laugh or

ripped her pants off her body. He was very aggressive this time—her pants were only halfway down her thighs before he pushed her onto the bed and entered

in a low voice that it had been half a month since he

didn’t know if she

Skylar lay in bed, naked as the

the energy to sit up in bed. Her

cigarette into the ashtray, he noticed that there were a few cigarette stubs in it. They weren’t from the brand he

finished smoking a third of. Gazing at Skylar darkly, he asked,

bed with much difficulty and realized it was the cigarette butts in the ashtray

Are you against

the ashtray looked like a brand preferred by females.

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