William's wrath

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Awakening to the dawn light, William groaned with his eyes closed, stretching his hand in search of Monica, who was most likely sleeping next to him, but he was unable to sense the warmth of her body despite moving his palm in a circle on the space next to him, which was deserted. He jerked up from his sleeping position, his eyes snapping up as he peered around suspiciously.

His attention was instantly drawn to the bathroom, but his ears detected no sound from it, so he swiftly removed the sheet from his body and climbed out of bed naked. His gaze went to a red patch in the middle of the bed, which he had most likely been sleeping on until now. He smiled as he remembered the night he spent with her; the feeling was extremely satisfactory. A night he did not wish to forget.

He took quick strides towards the bathroom before coming to a halt at the door, his attention focused on any activity in the bathroom. His hand moved ahead and twisted the door, forcing it inside, and he dis