Without any warning, he barged in, ignoring the fact that she had just had an abortion two weeks ago.
Although her body had cleaned up, such unrestrained sexual activity would cause her long-term illness.
"Nathan Moore, I haven't even recovered!"
Titus Zane knew well about Nathan Moore's hatred towards her, but she didn't expect it to be so destructive.
Nathan Moore did not care at all, like a powerful intruder into enemy territory, using his spear to knock down the opponent over and over again, unable to fight back, only able to endure in silence.
The warmth-less taking, always intensely painful, and even more so when it is a deliberate act of revenge.
Titus Zane bit her lower lip until it bled, which was less painful than the pain elsewhere.
He was inherently large, and with his destructive attacks, Titus gradually found it harder to endure, continuously pushing the man on her, crying and pleading, "Nathan Moore, be gentler, please be gentler..."
