His expression grew stern.

He gently pinched Hannah’s cheek, forcing her to look at him.

“Hannah.

His voice snapped her back to the moment.

She felt weak in her waist and legs, completely vulnerable to the man before her.

Bryson drew nearer, his intense gaze locked on hers.

“Do you love me?”

Overwhelmed by the pleasure, she struggled to form words.

Distracted, she whispered, “Yes, I… I do…”

satisfied with her response, and intensified

“Ha… Ah!”

screamed and gripped Bryson’s back tightly

man above seemed unaffected by the pain and

repeated his question softly, insistently, as

“Do you love me?”

“Do you love me?”

“Do you love me?”

like an unexpected downpour, filled

found it impossible to concentrate

knock resounded

Knock! Knock! Knock!

causing her to tighten her

let out a low groan and looked up, his face a

“Who… Who is it?”

sound normal, trying to keep her voice

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