So many emotions stacked inside, a sense of unexplainable grievance prevailed, and when Serena Stanton spoke, she felt Adrian Shaw stiffen slightly.
An answer she had never imagined before, Adrian's heart was suddenly pierced with an iron needle, the pain sharp and intense.
"Being with me, do you feel wronged?"
He raised his hand to touch her face, the fingertips meeting cool skin, trembling slightly, "Am I that unpresentable?"
Serena's thick, long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, trying to turn her face away from his touch, but Adrian's fingers firmly held her face in place.
His thin lips were already bitten by her, and the recent kiss only aggravated the wound, causing it to slowly seep blood, looking especially shocking.
Serena struggled for a while, compromised, and stopped moving like she had lost her fight.
