Under my teasing, Byron revealed that look again.
Calm madness.
It seemed as it one could tear ap
ar apart morality and order.
Destroy everything he had followed since childhood.
At first, it was me who took the initiative.
He remained silent, only looking at me with that dark gaze.
Until I whispered sweetly in his ear, “Byron ”
The next second, he flipped over and was on top.
Byron, who had gained control, underwent a significant change in character.
He was like a ruler, but also like a wild beast. He no longer concealed his differences with Ralph.
As the coat was taken off, the muscles, bulging with prominent veins, were revealed.
I couldn’t resist and tears of a physiological nature flowed from my eyes as I begged for mercy repeatedly.
Byron gently comforted me.
The offensive, however, did not decrease but instead increased.
I was a bit dazed.
Originally, this matter could be so joyful.
During the time I was talking to Ralph, I was going through such difficult days.
After tossing and turning until midnight, Byron carried me to take a bath.
Just at that moment, the phone rang again.
Byron was a little impatient and asked, “Who?”
“Hey, it’s me. What happened to your voice?”
“Speak up if there is something.”
“I just wanted to ask, did you dump Madalynn?”
Byron casually “uh–huh“ed.
“Did she… cry her nose?”
