Cyrus and Josephine had been having s*x for two full hours. Josephine kept pleading, "Honey, please, stop. I can't take it anymore... Ugh! It hurts! Be gentle... It's too fast!"
Cyrus showed no trace of mercy and didn't stop his thrusts. Josephine's voice gradually turned hoarse, and eventually, she couldn't make a sound anymore.
Her eyes grew hollow as if her soul had left her body, leaving only a broken shell struggling to hold on and utter a sound.
In the end, Josephine clung to Cyrus, tears lingering at the corners of her eyes.
"Honey, if you behave and listen to me from now on, I promise I won't divorce you. But if you ever..." Her voice trailed off, and before she could finish, she fell asleep.
Cyrus gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, his heart filled with guilt and tenderness
