It was a complicated place for Lucianna, who had many shortcomings, to overcome. All she understood was that she wanted to strangle this man who was thrusting into her as if his life depended on it. He was the one who destroyed her, but as soon as she saw his pleased face, which had turned red from her hands around his neck, her heart throbbed, and fear washed all over her body.
She wanted to scream and asked why he was so pleased when he was about to die under her hands. She grew impatient and exerted more force on his neck.
"Why? Just why?"
Tears were streaming down her face, and she was choking on her words.
"Why can't you just die?"
Beichen smirked and wiped the tears coming down like a waterfall. He bent down and sucked her lips as he kissed it, a passionate kiss that resembled her frustration. Lucianna responded with equal grit, biting his lips and tongue until they both tasted iron. She finally pushed him away when she ran out of breath.
