The white bathrobe was loosely worn on his lean body. The neckline was slightly opened, revealing his tanned skin and his obvious Adam's apple. Perhaps because he was truly angry, the skin on his neck turned red.
Jennifer stood still and did not move.
She did not understand why he would humiliate her like this.
As he got closer, her eyes were sore and painful.
"I need a reason..." She thought to herself. Her eyes were sorrowful and her voice was trembling. Her fingers tightened in an attempt to resolve this awkward situation.
Hans stood in front of her, leaned over and looked at her reluctance to admit defeat. He slowly caressed her face with his cold fingers and then bit by bit slid his hand to the button of her collar. His deep voice vibrated through her bones.