Not love?
Eliza frowned and wanted to ask Beau about Elias and Lucija, but he did not give her any chance to speak.
His overbearing and crazy kiss completely enveloped Eliza.
She instinctively reached out her hand to push his chest, but she could not push it.
Beau, who had been holding back for a long time, did not care about her intentions at all and went straight ahead.
Before she was even prepared, he had rushed over.
The two people who had not done it for a long time sighed at the same time.
Their breathing and heartbeat were erratic, the air was disarrayed, and so was the atmosphere.
The bright moonlight penetrated through the gaps of the curtains and shone on the two people in the room who were drenched in sweat. Everything was just right.
A night of madness.
Early the next morning, Eliza was awakened by the call.