Chapter 19 Satisfied Dick

• Absinthe's forehead creased upon hearing him saying that. It was unusual to her and with all her might, she pushes him away but Vander pinned her again on the bed, torturing her lips with his.
• Vander's other hand is caressing her chest, and she groaned again. She can feel her wound aching yet she can't let him shoo away.
• "Vander, my wound is hurt. Can't you just move away?" She said in a low tone, there was no hint of irritation in her voice.