A Moment in Destiny

He felt her crying and her fragile body trembling in his arms. He tried to suppress his lower body from the tightening and throbbing as he closed his eyes slightly, but he opened them in a blink and carried her to the bed.

Her tearful face had left him a little bewildered for a moment. Putting her down, he didn't do anything else but walked to the window and lit a cigarette. He took a big sip and was silent.

She sobbed, sensing that Mr. Fox wasn't doing anything. She opened her eyes, searching for him, only to find his tall figure standing by the window. It looked even more lonely with its height.

The smell of cigarettes diffused into the room. Sherry felt an overwhelming sense of melancholy. She didn’t know why she felt this way either.

She looked around the house and realized that all the furniture was the same, untouched and didn’t move a bit. Everything was nothing but spotless.

He didn’t say anything, and he just kept smoking. Sherry sat up from the bed, curled up, didn’t know what to say.

The atmosphere was ambiguous, dull, overwhelming.

“Go and take a shower!” he said in a cold voice of a sudden.

She froze. She was embarrassed and her face was feeling hot.

Mr. Fox watched her cheeks flush, and it was so beautiful that men would go insane. He turned his face away once more, suppressing the excitement within him, and took another hard sip from his cigarette.

Sherry gulped. As she saw him turning his back towards her, she stood up and walked towards the bathroom in his bedroom. 

Before entering, she heard him say,

“There are pyjamas in the wardrobe!”

She shivered in fear and was speechless.

She was stunned to open the wardrobe and saw a clear selection of women's clothes, and it was the same as five years ago.

“They were prepared for you five years ago!”

She panicked. Why hadn't he thrown them away?

He urged her while he continued to smoke, “Hurry up!”

She entered the bathroom.

When she came out again, she saw him with his hand still holding a cigarette.

He tilted his head up and looked at her when she opened the door.

She chose a conservative cotton nightgown, wearing slippers. Water droplets can be seen on her fair feet, and her hair was still dripping water. Her wet hair was hanging casually over both her shoulders, standing at the doorway of the bathroom apprehensively.

She was nervous, uncomfortable, shy, helpless...

His eyes darken as he looked at her. He turned around and pressed a remote control, and the lights went out!

“Ah!” Sherry cried out in fear as darkness descended.

There was nothing but silence all around her, and she subconsciously searched the place where Mr. Fox stood. In the 

darkness, everything was out of sight. Even though nothing can be seen, she felt a sharp pair of eyes staring at her. That gaze was like a wild beast that wanted to tear its prey apart on the spot.

She was inexplicably frightened and couldn't help but to escape. But her body was pulled in by someone.

“Ab..” She screamed.

around so tightly by him. She reached out and tried to push

chest through his clothes. She was shocked that

had made her

think of William that blocked her in the toilet. Why men had so

that only live on their

His voice was husky

was shaking and didn’t know what to

swept over her senses

head. He moved up to her face and

panic, she didn't feel the mask, but rather the sensation of the skin. She subconsciously

didn't feel the

he take

His skin was fair, and his face was very smooth except for slight

a leopard that had been stalking its prey for a very long time. Only now did he had the chance to strike. He wouldn't let her get

fell on her lips,

blood freezed while his kisses fell on her. His kiss fell on her face, her lips, her neck,

along

the bed. Mr. Fox put her on

from Sherry's lips, but her next sentence was quickly drowned by the frantic

his

he held her in his arms. Trapping her tightly, he felt her rawness,

pleasure in his heart.

and the warmth of his lips almost melted her body. She couldn't

a wet tongue, and it curled and teased in

familiar. The smell of tobacco, the scent of freshness, and the rigid masculine scent assaulted

she have any feelings for it? It was just a

made Sherry feel strange and shy. His lips had already kissed along her

finally got a little chance to have a deep breath. He had nibbled her neck, and the tingling made her body weak with slight

a loud tearing sound, and her nightgown had split

against his chest. Only realized that

see your son again?” He asked in a deep voice while

of her eyes. Why

hot breath was breathing at the side of Sherry's face. Sherry clutched the sheets

retreat, Mr. Fox couldn't help but showed a teasing smile as he reached out and caressed her

smooth skin.

up a strange sensation to her, and her whole body felt like it was on fire. And her mind began

sorrow and helplessness, also began to

hands parted her legs while she clenched her

word was so feeble, so pale,

silent darkness, the

that glittered

against her private part, feeling her shyness blossoming for

tightly around her slender waist and

his thing straight

spots, his skillful maneuver

out. He's

so many preys, yet she was a mere infantile and inexperienced one. In such a duel, even

dignity, she'd sink into this

no

so tight, so tender that he couldn't stop it and he just wanted to fall into this sensation for the rest

couldn't get out

holding their

the

And who was melting?

years ago. She could even feel that he was deliberately

and did it

not forgetting her original intention. Suddenly, she spoke when they were about to