The Love That Remains

| 18+ | Warning | NSFW | SKIP to second part if you don't want to read NSFW part. |

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Sung Jun's heart almost stops when he doesn't see her next to him. It shouldn't be possible for her to run away. He looks around and finds her near the door, trying to pick a lock with a pin.

He lips form a thin line. Just what kind of life did she live in the last eight years? Where did she learn to pick locks like a thief? He is enraged to see that she is still trying to escape even after everything. He won't let her disappear even if he has to tie her legs to the bed.

She is too focussed on the lock to notice that the devil is standing behind her. He slips his hand into her shirt and pinches the peak of her ample mounts. He hears her gasp out loud. He doesn't let her turn around. He presses her from behind. His other hand crawls between her legs, rubbing her there. Her moans make his heart erratic.

"Ah!" Fang Aisa tries to resists him "Jun, don't do it...please...aaah..."

"Do you know your wrongs?" He increases the pace of his fingers in her wetness. She shuts her eyes close in ecstasy, moaning and begging for him to stop. Her voice is arousing to his ears. He tears the troublesome clothes into pieces, not even leaving the undergarments unscathed. She can't possibly run away if she doesn't have clothes, right?

Fang Aisa is trembling, crossing her arms over her chest in a useless attempt to stop him. Her watery eyes are fixed on his huge bulge. He observes the desires in her eyes.

"Jun, if you want to do it, at least wear a condom." She blurts out after long two minutes.

Sung Jun's anger flares up. But he smiles at her in 'understanding' manner and asks her, "You don' t want to have my children?"

She stammers with her words when she sees him being 'nice' suddenly. "It's better if...there are no complications...in the future."

"Oh, I understand." He turns her around and gropes her. He thrusts his shaft inside her, locking her in the position. "I will make sure that there are complications in the future."

"NOT AGAIN, YOU DEMON!" The devil eats his prey right at the spot.

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"Are you silently protesting?" Sung Jun wipes her hair with the towel. "Won't speak a word to me?"

He has been eating her non-stop for the last three days. He won't even let her shower alone. If she moves even once, he wakes up. When she refuses to eat, he will take her to bed and pounds her until she agrees to eat.

"We can go back to bed and carry on with the lesson." He watches her back stiffen.

"Jun, is this your revenge?" Fang Aisa glares at him.

"Perhaps." He beams at her.

"You just want my body." She whispers melodramatically. "I will die for real this time if you keep hurting me like this."

He massages her chest. "Does it hurt here? I will give you the best massage."

"Stop, you pervert!" Just then, someone knocks the door. He goes to the door. Fang Aisa shakes her head as she watches him talk to someone at the door. He shuts the door closed and returns with a food trolley. He is also carrying a big envelope in his hand.

He notices the curiosity in her eyes and chuckles. He can guess her reactions. He sits across her and sets the table. "Eat."

"What's that?" She ignores the food and stares at the envelope suspiciously.

"Eat first." He wants her to get energy for what's coming. This woman is quite weak. She doesn't last long in bed, leaving him hanging before he can have his complete fill.

Her eyes switch between the food and the envelope. He watches her make a decision. She picks up the spoon while keeping her eyes on the envelope.

"You should eat too." Fang Aisa frowns at him. "How do you have so much energy when you don't even eat much?"

Her words make him smile. He is quite happy that his woman is worried about his health after vigorous activities.

The two silently eat the food, never once stop looking at each other's eyes. Fang Aisa is practically glaring at him while Sung Jun is happily watching her and planning their future.

"Now, tell me what's that." She points at the envelope.

He brings out the first paper and puts it in front of her. "Our marriage is approved by the council."