Domineering Master's Favorite

There was an inexplicable melancholy in the air.

The residue of heartbreak, a handful of air, was cut into a mutilated scratch, adding a little sadness to the atmosphere.

"Are you really going to do this?" He said quietly, his tone full of suffocating sadness.

I stared at him blankly, not knowing what to do at this moment.

"Answer me." He spoke again, but in his tone at this moment, there was an irresistible meaning.

I stared into his eyes without moving, and I almost fell into them.

There seemed to be a kind of magic power in his eyes, the magic power that attracted people to jump into.

Anyone who has no self-control will fall into it.

But, I can't.Because, in my heart, there is already someone else.

I won't get bogged down in this kind of thing anymore.

Taking a deep breath, trying to adjust his emotions, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Yes, I want to do this, and I'm sorry for you. All I leave you in this life is the guilt that haunts your heart. If you want anything else from me, I don't care. Except my heart. "

As soon as the words came out, we both froze at the same time.

I don't know, I would actually say such a thing, in my tone, there was nothing but coldness besides the coldness.

After hearing my words, his eyes were hazy and foggy, and it could be seen that there were tears in his eyes.

It's just that he is holding back, not letting it slip spinelessly.

Seeing him like this, I felt like something was scrambling to get out of my eyes.

I didn't bear it, and I didn't want to bear it.

Just like that, big drops of tears all slipped out from the corners of my eyes, leaving marks one after another on my face.

"Don't cry." He came to my side and gently kissed away the tears still on his cheeks.

I was stunned by his actions, but I didn't resist him, I just endured it silently.

Just take it as an apology gift for him, to make up for my heart-wrenching guilt.

I closed my eyes gently, and let him imprint one mark after another on my face.

Seeing my move, he became even bolder.

Simply, from my cheeks, to my lips.

First he pecked lightly, but I didn't refuse, but he became even more presumptuous.

He began to invade my lips crazily. He was very gentle at first, but later on, he became more and more domineering and forceful.

He kissed me hard on the lips as if he wanted to eat it.

Violently ravaged it, without a trace of pity and emotion.

My lips were so painful from his kiss, but I didn't push him away, I just endured it silently.

Because, maybe this is the only way I can make it up to him.

After kissing for almost centuries, he let me go.

Looking at my lips that were swollen from his kiss, he gently covered them with his fingers and stroked them tenderly.

My heart throbbed because of his actions.