Sam growled in frustration. The car Rulli was driving came to a sudden halt as a barrage of gunfire was directed at them. "Why did you stop?" Sam snapped, displeased."There are too many barricades, Boss," Rulli replied."Tsk!" This time it was Hugo speaking up. "Push through!" He grabbed one of the prepared weapons."Karl, protect me!" Hugo ordered, pressing a device on his communication device. The screen, which had been shaking, began to display signals again, but all communication shifted to wireless."Done, Boss."Like Hugo, Sam also took a long-barreled weapon. It was no problem for either of them to handle firearms. Although they rarely used them directly, they regularly trained in the jungles of the Southern region.Rulli glanced through the rearview mirror and knew what he had to do. Meanwhile, Thomas also prepared, with the car's dashboard filled with weapons. The car's windows were lowered, and Thomas launched an attack on the heavily armed enemies in front of them. Similar

Beatrice was amazed by the scenery in front of her. The clear, tranquil blue expanse of the sea had been filling her eyes for the past half hour. She sat in the yard—whether it was a villa, resort, or some other kind of accommodation, she didn't care. The place was quite spacious, with the backyard directly facing the beach.Beatrice could have run along the shoreline, played with the waves, or simply sat and soaked her feet, waiting for the waves to wash up on the shore. Unfortunately, she didn't want to do any of that.Occasionally, she glanced back, hoping that the person she was waiting for would arrive soon. But... nothing. The person she was waiting for didn't show up. Not a single message, phone call, or news came through. Beatrice sighed deeply, not knowing how many times she had done so."Where could they be?" Beatrice whispered. She closed her eyes again, worried. Very worried. The sound of gunfire had truly thrown her into turmoil. Was Sam hurt?

Beatrice didn't know when she fell asleep. Since entering the prepared room, she couldn't immediately doze off. There were many things she did to make her body tired, like pacing around the room. From her room, the door consisting of wide glass led directly to the shoreline. The dimly lit lamps created a unique decoration that Beatrice could feel.Although it was beautiful, there wasn't a single thing she could enjoy.Her feelings were in chaos. The sound of gunfire continued to resonate. She didn't know why her fear was so great, especially for Sam's safety.By the time the clock in the room struck eleven at night, which meant Beatrice had been waiting for Sam's return for over five hours, the man had not yet come back."Where is he?" she whispered. She curled up, hugging the available pillow.Don't ask how Beatrice could feel like this. She hadn't forgotten the insults, the hatred, the annoyance, the anger, and how Sam was far from being a good p

Not yet. Sam hadn't reached his climax. He just didn't want Beatrice to spend too much time playing there. Beatrice still needed adjustment, and he would make her accustomed to it later.Beatrice's small mouth engulfed him entirely. His member entered fully into her mouth. The combination of her slightly thin lips was perfect to provide him satisfaction through her mouth.Seeing Beatrice still looking at him with a longing gaze, her lips open, seemingly given the task to suck, something rose within Beatrice. Sam could clearly see it in her eyes.So what he did now was seize those parted lips in a kiss as passionate and as long as before. Where he also brought his body to fall on top of Beatrice's. Adding a bit of weight with his body positioned right above her.That kiss was met with fervent response. Whereas before, Beatrice only responded with gentle, cautious, and somewhat fearful rhythm, now? Sam found himself grinning in the midst of their passionate

Beatrice let out a soft groan. Her body felt sore in almost every part. She couldn't tell what time it was, and she felt reluctant to open her eyes. If it weren't for the sunlight disturbing her, she would prefer to keep them closed.Throughout the day, Sam hadn't allowed Beatrice to even open a window and enjoy the breeze outside. Because of this, Beatrice was determined that if Sam wanted it again, she would firmly refuse.Her body needed some refreshment."Hey," she called out while pulling the blanket slightly to cover the upper part of her body.The call made the man turn and chuckle. "Why cover up like that? I've seen enough."Beatrice furrowed her brow. Her eyes focused on Sam, who appeared to be wearing a shirt."Where are you going?""I have some business," Sam replied, briefly grinning. "Help me, will you?"Beatrice's forehead creased. "Help with what?"Sam chose to approach the girl still sitting on the edge o