Chapter 337 Some Formality

• That was not enough satisfaction for him. My clothes were all stripped away moments later. He whipped out a pack of condoms from his coat's pocket. I felt my legs getting held up in the air, and he was raring to go.
• That was when it hit me. He planned for this. My eyes misted up, and with a trembling voice, I protested, "Hey, that's a bit too far."
• He noticed my tears and the crimson on my nose. Stefan held back his urge and cursed quietly. He moved away a little. "Honestly, you cry on command? What a pesky skill."