Chapter 787

The man tossed her around in a night of tenderness until dawn. If not for Mona crying for mercy, it would have been endless. She lay in the crook of his arms, unable to lift her eyelids. The man’s heart ached as he bowed his head to kiss her on the forehead. His voice was slightly hoarse and magnetic. “Tired?” Mona snorted and slapped him on the face. “Stop talking.” After hitting him, she pushed him away, turned his back on him, and went to sleep. Thaddeus touched his face, a little numb from being beaten. This woman really was ruthless. He worked hard to make her feel good, yet she slapped him away once satisfied. It was like he was a living tool. He had never met such a capricious woman. The man wanted more tenderness. The emptiness in his arms made him feel uncomfortable. He reached out to pull her into his embrace, pressing them close together so they could feel each other’s temperature and breaths. Then, he finally fell asleep... When Mona awoke, there was no one beside h