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Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 3

What followed was an even more frantic kiss as he tore at her lips, rendering her speechless.

She struggled hard, but could not even manage to move the man a bit.

Joyce was incredibly remorseful and thought that she should have left this man alone.

She knew she was going to lose her virginity. She was trying to save the wrong man.

It hurt! It hurt! No matter how much she struggled, it was all in vain.

For the first time, he completely freed himself.

She had no idea how long it took, but it finally ended.

With the last vestiges of his consciousness remaining, he kissed away the teardrops at the corners of her eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'll marry you…"

He buried his head deep in the nape of her neck as if he wanted to keep her taste in his mind.

"Fuck off." Joyce pushed him away.

After he was satisfied, he felt weak from his injuries. He rolled over to lie down and fell into a deep sleep.

Joyce shuddered as she got up, her stiff fingers shivering as she buttoned her clothes, the buttons kept slipping off due to her shaky hands, and she buttoned them several times before she could barely get her clothes on.

Her brain was blank. Her virginity, she lost her virginity to a total stranger.

Between breaths, still all the strong scent the man left behind was lingering.

Joyce bit her lower lip, and anger was obvious in her wide-open eyes.

With a flash of silver light high up in the darkness of the night, she picked up the dart and aimed it at his throat.

Damned man!

She held the dart and put it down gradually. In the end, she couldn't do it.

She could see that he was just unable to control himself.

He took her body, how could she just take his life?

She could just think of it like she was bitten by a dog.


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