After the passionate scene in the bathroom, Gilbert didn't even let her rest for the rest of the night. He changed his style and almost every corner of the entire suite left a mark of their lovemaking.
And finally, in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Gilbert forced the woman to open her eyes to see the twinkling lights of the houses below their building.
"Baby...be nice and don't make me angry," Gilbert whispered hoarsely as he continued to move from behind the woman.
Although that name sounded nice, it had nothing to do with Cherry. Instead, she felt like a pet being teased by him.
Be nice? What does being nice mean? Should she be proud because she was selling herself to a man for money?
Cherry gritted her teeth in anger and bit Gilbert's brawny arm that was wrapped around her.
