With a frigid tone, she expressed “I have no right to harbor anger, nor is there any necessity for it

"So you are angry," he observed.

Waylen gently tugged her back into his comforting embrace.

In the early hours of the morning, the man's desires burned passionately.

His Lips pressed against the nape of her neck, softly nibbling. There was a certain longing in him to share an intimate moment with her.