He resembled an enraged wolf, exuding a chilling violence that threatened to tear everything apart.
Even his kiss bore the weight of his anger.
A ripping sound resonated through the air, and Renee’s eyes widened in shock.
"Ouch..."
Her voice finally escaped her throat.
It was a relentless game, more like a one-sided exertion of pressure.
Marcelo was forcing her to surrender, gradually eliciting cries and pleas from her.
He persisted, continuously questioning her actions, as if he were an instructive teacher quizzing a struggling student with an understanding of the subject matter. It was as though he was guiding the timid student to grasp the solutions by example and encouraging them to consciously uncover the underlying principles behind their responses.
“I'm not
