Daisy Ginger embraced him, kissing his Adam's apple.
The person in her arms was the deepest, most hidden desire of her heart.
She dared not love him, nor even think of him, but feelings are uncontrollable.
Reason told her that every decision she made was correct, but her emotional heart could not be as cold and ruthless as reason.
"Edward Stephens..." She lowered her gaze to his face, murmuring his name softly.
The man's resistance suddenly halted, and Daisy seized the opportunity to forcefully press him into the bed, tearing apart the loose robe on his body.
The man was momentarily astonished, seemingly frightened by her bold actions. Daisy, following her own thoughts, stroked his face, squinting with a slight smile, whispered: "Baby, be good... hmm?"
*
The next day.
When Edward Stephens awoke from his sleep, there was only him left on the bed.
The floor was spotless, and all the evidence of the woman's presence from the night before had vanished without a trace.
