Soon, the coat Jared Quinn was wearing completely enveloped her, his long legs wedged between hers.
Melody Thorne felt the fabric of the suit...
Wasn't he supposed to let her go?
"So, Caleb enjoys watching this kind of live scene," not far away, by the hotel window on the second floor, from their angle, two overlapping figures could be seen.
Caleb let out a faint smile, his handsome and pale features somewhat fierce. Does he enjoy this kind of scene? Is that even possible?
The girl he always wanted to protect ran into a wolf's den on her own and was slaughtered by the wolves; he wasn't a saint.
"I'll have someone deliver the contract," Caleb turned around.
"Ah, okay" the person following him hurriedly responded several times.
Melody Thorne panted lightly, fine beads of sweat dotted her forehead as she swore Jared Quinn was also a malicious man.
