qFrancesca changed into a set of pajamas, crawled into bed, and turned off the lights to sleep.

Fine! Since he's ignoring me, I'll do the same to him. Hmph!

They slept on their sides, their backs facing each other as they were still mad at one another.

For some reason, they felt as if they were miles apart, even though they were sharing the same bed.

Francesca was still angry, but she soon dozed off without realizing it.

However, Danrique was having trouble falling asleep. Having taken the next step in their relationship, he, at that very moment, desperately wanted to get close to Francesca. After all, they were currently sleeping in the same bed. It was incredibly difficult for him to resist the temptation.

Two hours later, Danrique carefully moved backward, wanting to be closer to Francesca.

To his surprise, he could not feel her back, even when he had moved so much.

Hence, he inched backward again, but it made no difference.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, he turned around, only to find her sleeping on the edge of the bed. What on earth? She's going to fall.

In the end, he reached out an arm and pretended to sound cold, saying, “Come here!”

No response came.

his finger. Even so, there was still

look at her, he discovered she had

blood boiled, and anger

because I'm angry, but here she

He reached out and pulled her into his embrace, leaning over

“Mmph!”

by the kiss, squinted

had locked her in his embrace, pinning her down with

choice but to endure

It was no different from a beast gnawing

go and watched in amusement as

you—” Just as Francesca had finally recollected herself and was about to scold him, he turned over, pinned her under him, and continued

break free. She pounded hard on

reasoning gradually faded under his

its peak while their bodies intertwined like beasts in a ferocious

every

Francesca as the

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