"I don't want lukewarm love. I want it to burn my lips and engulf my soul."
Silvester just closed his eyes while reclining in the chair and grumbled, "Abigail! I want to taste you. I will taste you. Wait for me, baby. I shall show you the punishment for trying to escape me."
MARLOLTT, 10 AM.
Meanwhile, Abigail, on the contrary, had a fulfilling breakfast in the company of the kind people that she was staying with for the time being.
William stood in order to help Abigail in moving back to the room, but she halted with a hand gesture to stop.
"What?" William enquired. Abigail smiled at him and said, "I will walk myself, and I would like to work too in order to support myself."
"Okay, so what did you use to do before coming here?" William enquired.
"I used to work in the bank but I
