Whoever dares to touch her shall face death
The morning sunlight falls on my face.I begin to open my eyes and the memories of last night start toy with my brain again and again making me feel him lingering in every inch of my body still fresh.I look beside me.He is not next to me laying on the bed.A little pain hits my heart.I look at the clock and realize that It's almost noon.I woke up so late...I get freshen up and went to downstairs.
I was at the edge of the staire.Standing there,I was admiring his beauty.Really, he is not less than a model.Why on earth did he become a mafia king....I realized my words.I need to have a talk to him.Now that we have come to such a point, I need to talk to him.I was thinking this that I didn’t know when he came to me and lifted me in his arms...Ah,what are you doing?
Carrying my treasure.Why were you so lost?Were you thinking about last night?
Not at all.Why will I think about that?
He smirks...Oh,is that so?I didn’t satisfy you enough. That means the show will begin tonight as well.