"Dawn, don't be cruel... You know, I love you so much..." Evalian was truly drunk. As she approached Dawn's body, the faint fragrance on him made her emotions uncontrollable, drawing her closer to him.
"Dawn, I've given you everything... Can you not reject me?"
Evalian pressed herself against Dawn's body, her voice frantic and confused, fingers clumsily tugging at her clothes.
"Dawn, do you want me... Let's get married! I want to marry you, I want to have you!"
Evalian shed her coat, gazing at Dawn with hazy eyes, her cheeks flushed, her body tightly pressing against him.
Evalian's clothing came off, yet Dawn remained unmoved, as steady and unyielding as a mountain.
With swift movements, Evalian's hands climbed up Dawn's neck, her lips eagerly nearing his, almost kissing him when Dawn seized her wrist.
