Drenched in Love

It was very dark in the study and no light was turned on. The light on the cigarette butt was particularly dazzling. Stephen raised his feet, tiptoe on the cigarette butt and twisted. The fire was completely out before he turned to go out.

Sophia stood at the door and looked inside. Seeing that no one was in the living room, she ran to her bedroom. As she touched the door handle, Stephen's cold voice came from behind, “Stop."

Sophia froze and turned around, lowering her head, “Mr. Berry." She was nervous and afraid, biting her lips.

Stephen hummed coldly, “Sophia, do you know who I am and who you are? You are getting more and more daring. Even I can't control you, can I?!"

"No, Mr. Berry." Sophia looked up and said, "I..."

Seeing her red lips and thinking of Emmanuel hugged her, Stephen subconsciously thought Emmanuel kissed Sophia, so he was angry. Before Sophia said anything, he picked her up, opened the door and dragged her into the bathroom.

"Stephen! What are you doing! What are you doing!" Sophia exclaimed.

Stephen ignored her, threw her in the bathroom, opened the nozzle and sprayed on her body.

"What do you think I am doing? I'll kill you!" Stephen fixed the nozzle to the wall and grabbed her from the corner, forcing her to raise her face and rubbing her lips vigorously with one hand.

Dozens of streams of water poured on the face, Sophia could hardly breathe. She opened her mouth, trying to break free from Stephen's hand. But the more she struggled, Stephen used greater force.

a man! You only bully women!" Sophia felt that she

man", Stephen sneered, “Sophia, don’t you know if I am a man? Do you want me to prove it

off by the current. Then, she heard Stephen's voice, “Even if you want it, I won't do that

off her clothes. He pulled so hard that all the buttons on her shirt fell off, exposing the

wrapped her body, “Stephen, since you think I am disgusting, leave me alone! Let me

had been taken off. Stephen began to vigorously scrub Sophia's body. As he washed, he asked, "Say

Sophia’s breast, “Did he touch

only hold back tears and answer his question,

to her private part,

resist, with tears finally falling down. She looked

bit by bit. As Stephen asked, she honestly answered, allowing her tears

this life. Even if she was in prison, grabbed food from the trash can, knelt to wipe the floor,

"Stephen, I hate you."

Stephen’s fingertip trembled and he finally let go of her. Sophia fell on the ground.

tell you to keep her off the water? It can be healed in a few days, but I'm afraid it will now take a

pinched his lips and asked after