The next day was weekend.
In the first night of new house, Sandy had a good sleep. When she woke up, Vincent had already gone.
Sandy's heart was filled with a feeling of emptiness. When did he leave silently?
She lowered her head and looked at her body which was full of bruises after s*x. She didn't know since when Vincent became rude, and his previous tenderness had become rudeness.
She was so thirsty that she got up and wanted to drink a glass of water, only to find that her legs were so weak. Sandy couldn't help but think that they had s*x for several times last night.
On the way back to the villa on the mountain, it was light already.
Vincent really overestimated himself. He didn't plan to sleep with Sandy last night, but he couldn't control himself after he smelled
