The moment that marked us
Chapter 53

Chapter 53:.

He felt her cry and her fragile body tremble in his arms. He tried to stifle the tension and throbbing in his lower body as he closed his eyes slightly, but he opened them in the blink of an eye and carried her to the bed.

Her tearful face left him a little puzzled for a moment. Setting her down, he did nothing but walk over to the window and light a cigarette. He took a big sip and was silent.

She sobbed, sensing that Mr. Fox was doing nothing. She opened her eyes, looking for him, only to replace his tall figure standing by the window. He looked even lonelier with his height.

The smell of cigarettes wafted into the room. Sherry felt an overwhelming sense of melancholy. She didn’t know why she felt that way either.

She glanced around the house and realized that all the furniture was the same, untouched and unmoved. Everything was spotless. He said nothing and continued to smoke. Sherry sat on the bed, curled up, not knowing what to say.

The mood was ambiguous, dull, stifling.

“Go take a shower!” he said in a suddenly cold voice.

She froze. She was embarrassed and her face felt hot.

Mr. Fox watched her cheeks flush, and she was so beautiful that men would go crazy. He turned his face away again, suppressing the excitement inside him, and took another sharp drag on his cigarette.

Sherry swallowed hard. Seeing his back to her, she got up and headed for the bathroom in her room.

Before she entered, she heard him say.

“There’s pajamas in the closet!”. She shuddered in fear and was speechless.

Opening the closet, she was stunned and saw a clear selection of women’s clothing, and it was the same as five years ago.

“They were ready for you five years ago!” she panicked.

She panicked, why hadn’t she thrown them out?

He urged her as he continued to smoke, “Hurry up!”.

She went into the bathroom.

When she came back out, she saw him with his hand still holding a cigarette.

He raised his head and looked at her as she opened the door.

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She chose a conservative cotton nightgown, with slippers. Water droplets showed on her white feet, and her hair still dripped water. Her wet hair hung nonchalantly over both her shoulders, standing in the bathroom doorway apprehensively.

She was nervous, awkward, shy, helpless…..

His eyes darkened as he looked at her. She turned and pressed a remote control, AND the lights went out!

“Ah!”, cried Sherry in fright as darkness descended.

There was nothing but silence around her, and she unconsciously searched for the place where Mr. Fox was. In the darkness, everything was out of sight. Although nothing was visible, she felt a pair of sharp eyes watching her. That gaze was like that of a wild beast that would like to tear its prey apart on the spot.

She was inexplicably frightened and could not help but run away. But her body was dragged away by someone.

“Ab…” She screamed. Her eyes widened with fear, and she was wrapped so tightly around him.

She reached out and tried to pull him away. She touched his chest through his clothes. She was surprised that his body temperature was so high. The tension in his muscles made her gasp.

The sensation made her think of William blocking her in the bathroom. Why did men have so much strength? Was it because they are animals who only live on their desire?

“Fear?” His voice was hoarse and frightening.

She was trembling and didn’t know what to say.

The smell of tobacco wafted through her senses and somehow she felt drawn to him.

Suddenly, he ran his hand over the back of Sherry’s head. He moved to her face and began to kiss her roughly and fiercely.

Panicked, she felt not the mask, but the sensation of the skin. Unconsciously, she reached up and, indeed, did not feel the mask.

Had the mask come off?

She wanted so much to see his face, to know who he was? His skin was fair, and his face was very smooth, except for a slight beard under his chin, which was somewhat prickly.

He was like a leopard that had been stalking its prey for a long time. Only now did it have the opportunity to strike. He would not let her escape at all.

His kiss fell on her lips, so eager and oppressive.

“Mmm…” Sherry only felt her blood freeze as his kisses fell on her. His kiss fell on her face, her lips, her neck, down her chest….

Then she felt herself being picked up and moved to the bed. Mr. Fox laid her on the bed, followed by his fit body, pinning her down.

“No…”. the word barely escaped Sherry’s lips, but her next sentence was quickly drowned out by the frantic kiss of Mr. Fox’s lips and his tongue action….

His palm caressed her back, and he clasped her in his arms. Holding her tightly, he felt her rawness, and felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

His lips seemed to have magical powers, and the heat of his lips almost melted her body. She couldn’t help but let out a moan. Her slightly parted lips had let in a wet tongue, which curled and teased between her lips and teeth.

The sensation of being kissed was familiar to her. The smell of tobacco, the smell of freshness and the stiff masculine scent assaulted her nose.

This made her feel ashamed, how could he feel anything for her? It was just a business between them-it was a business she had to commit to in order to see her son again!

But the flabby, numb feeling made Sherry feel strange and shy. His lips had already kissed her face and moved down to her neck. He was leaving wet trails tracing the curve of her sexy collarbone.

“Ugh…” Sherry could finally take a deep breath. He had nibbled on her neck, and the tingling made her body go weak with a slight tremor.

There was a loud ripping sound, and her nightgown had split in two.

“No!” She screamed, her small hands pushing against his chest. She only realized that he had already undressed, “Don’t…”

“You don’t want to see your son again?” He asked in a deep voice as he grabbed her hand.

Sherry’s whole body was stunned, and tears slid down her eyes. Why couldn’t she escape this fate?

Her hot breath breathed next to Sherry’s face. Sherry clung to the sheets in fear to avoid his hot breath.

In the darkness, sensing her retreat, Mr. Fox couldn’t help but show a teasing smile as he reached out and caressed her soft skin.

His hand gave her a strange sensation, and her whole body felt like it was on fire. And her mind began to fill with sadness and helplessness, it also began to spin.

Finally, his hands pulled her legs apart as she pressed her lips together and spat out one word: “No.”

But this one word was so weak, so pale, so bitter…..

In the silent darkness, the sound of their breaths intertwined.

Lord Fox’s expressionless face could not be seen, only his eyes that shone like stars in the night sky, bright and inviting.

He rubbed his pelt against her private part, feeling her shyness blossom for him.

He held Sherry tightly around her slender waist and slowly entered her vagina.

He drove his thing straight into her vagina!

Going for her weak spots, his deft maneuver made her feel even more bitter!

It turned out, he’s a beast!

He had hunted so many prey, but she was a mere child and inexperienced. In such a duel, there was no room for her dignity, she would sink into this abyss of joy.

In the darkness, there was no room, fitting together.

It was so warm, so tight, so tender that he couldn’t stop and just wanted to fall into this feeling for the rest of his life.

Deeply engraved, he couldn’t get out of it.

Who was holding their breath?

Who was sinking into the quicksand of sin?

And who was melting?

She definitely felt the different sensation from five years ago. She could even sense that he was deliberately gentle, as if he was taking pity on her and doing it with caution.

She couldn’t resist, but without forgetting her original intention. Suddenly, he spoke as they were about to climax, “When can I see my son?”

Her question seemed to be asked at the wrong time, which immediately caused him to lash out furiously.

“Ugh…” He was a little frustrated – what kind of woman would ask such a question at such a critical time? This made him feel like he was terrible at sex and couldn’t let her enjoy herself. He couldn’t help but lean in and press his warm lips against Sherry’s quivering cherry lips, sucking them hard.

He sucked on her lips, his sleek tongue teasing and tangling in her mouth. This made her already faint consciousness breathe hard, and she felt dizzy.

She finally learned that, at this point, you don’t piss off Mr. Fox or else you’d be in trouble.

Tonight, Sherry felt like her soul had pierced the heavens. Her body had been exhausted from lack of sleep the past few nights. Finally, she had passed out.

It was 4 o’clock in the morning.

Mr. Fox finally got out of bed.

He put on his mask.

And turned on the lights.

He took a look at the sleeping face in the bed with pity. His body was covered with hickeys that he had mangled.

Then he got up and dressed, and left!

The Villa returned to silence.

Sherry was used to waking up at 6 am. Her biological clock had been very accurate all these years.

She woke up groggy from the stupor, not yet fully awake as she was half asleep. When she opened her eyes, the lights were on and Mr. Fox was no longer by her side.

In the mountains in the morning it was cold, Sherry’s bare shoulder felt a slight shiver. Her whole body resented it, especially her weak waist, where she felt like she was about to break.

Her body felt heavy and weak.

And his body had a strange sensation of pain and relaxation…. There was an indolent, ambiguous, sensitive feeling. One night of sex had made her lose her virginity once again!

At that moment, she was finally awake and stood up, tossing and turning in her clothes. She only realized that her nightgown was shredded. Her body stiffened, her face turned pale and she began to shake uncontrollably with tears falling!

As soon as she lifted her weak body, she collapsed again.

His whole body was in pain. He ran out of strength. And the pain between her legs came again as if she was tearing from her significant movements. Although she had given birth, her body was as if she was still a virgin.

Sherry sat up in bed. Endless panic and remorse struck her. It made her unable to face this cruel reality.

Once again.

For her son’s sake, when would she ever see her son again!

There was no one in the Villa.

Sherry found yesterday’s clothes and put them on. Tears came to her eyes as she did so.

Just as she opened the door, she saw a middle-aged man approaching. “Miss, the master has ordered me to send you downstairs!”.

Sherry froze and glanced up at the sky. The sun was already up and she had to go home to change for work. So she agreed to let the driver take her.

It turned out that it was a cab, and when Sherry wanted to pay, the driver told her that the man had rented his car.

And that he would be picking Sherry up and dropping her off in the future. The driver also left his phone number.

After changing clothes, Sherry took the public bus to work.

As soon as she entered the building, she felt even more uneasiness in her heart and had an inexplicable fear of seeing William.

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