Detached from the world and its happenings, the two lovers were entangled into a weave of love since almost forever.
The heavy and ragged breathing of the man mingled with the girl's deep moans and the ambience inside was searing despite the snow outside.
Gradually, the snowing ceased. The wind was still blowing intermittently, sweeping off the snowflakes from tress and rooftops, which glittered in the dim lights of the inclement weather.
The treetops seemed to dazzle even more as sunrise crept in.
"Ummm..." moaned Molly Xia.
With an excruciating headache, she woke up and rolled over. As she opened her eyes, she became aware that not only her head, her entire body was in pain.
She was stunned by the unfamiliar surroundings and luxurious decoration in the room. She surveyed her surroundings blankly, blissfully unaware of the man asleep right next to her. Suddenly, her eyes fell on the suntanned back of the man.
Initially at a loss, she blinked her eyes and suddenly, opened them wide in shock!
A man? In bed with her! ! ! !
Staring hard at Brian's back, she eventually recalled the events of the previous night.
As the bombshell memories hit her, she abruptly sat up and saw the marks he had left on her body.
Grabbing tightly around the quilt, Molly trembled. Tears began to form in her rapidly reddening eyes.
Looking up, she bit her lips to hold them back. The sorrow she felt stung her hard.
She tried not to think that her father could be related to all this! She didn't dare to imagine that. 'Is he... I mean related?' she wondered
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