In the dim and silent bedroom, the floor light cast a faint glow, like clusters of dark fire, hazily enveloping the two people.
Adrian Shaw tenderly embraced her from behind, his cheek pressed against hers.
The moment he pressed closer, Serena Stanton's mind went blank, her waist bending forward softly, the sultry breath from her vivid lips misting the pristine mirror, creating a vague haze that obscured her engrossed expression like a flower seen through fog.
A beauty that feels distant yet near, like a pipa half covered.
The cool touch of the mirror brought Serena Stanton's disoriented mind back, her fingertips weakly supporting the mirror, her wrist moving slightly, and she gradually recovered from the tingling heat that made her tremble.
"..."
Realizing who he referred to as her fiancé, Serena instinctively struggled a bit, but the man controlled her more assertively.
With one hand, he restrained both her hands behind her back.
She was instantly immobilized.
