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Mary stood up and ran into the bathroom because if she had stayed, she would have given into the most lustful desires of the innermost part of her heart. And she did not want that, not with someone like Adonis. A cold blooded murderer who would not hesitate to kill her if he sees the need. Mary wrapped her arms around her body and sat on the toilet seat, trying to calm her fast breaths, and to quench the fire that had been ignites inside of her by Adonis kisses and touches. She stayed there for a few minutes, expecting to hear him knock on the door. She was already cooking up excuses to give when he does, but he did not.

By the time she summoned courage and left the bathroom he was gone although his scent still hovered around her room, it was almost like he was still there. She could still feel the tingling feeling on her skin where he had touched her, she still felt hot from the assault his merciless fingers had meted out on her innocent body. Mary sat on the bed, her hand protect