C377 You Won't Forgive Me Anymore Right?

In a trance, she felt as if she had returned to the bedroom in Milan.

The decorations were filled with male disgust, and she could see the lace on her clothes.

She was paralyzed on the bed and unable to move, turning into a doll that was at his mercy.

The fear was deeply rooted in her heart, as if it had been implanted into her brain. When she heard his voice