This chapter uncovers emotional layers that quietly guide the story’s direction, revealing motivations beneath the surface. Their choices are shaped by deeper conflicts they struggle to express. Tension builds subtly, hinting at consequences that will echo beyond this scene. Emotional shifts here set the stage for how each character navigates challenges ahead.
This chapter introduces key shifts that alter the emotional tone and direction of the story. Confessions, confrontations, or hesitations act as catalysts, pushing characters to reassess themselves and each other. Small moments gain weight as they influence the broader arc.
Behind every line lies an undercurrent of emotion the characters try to hide. Their internal struggles show through gestures and pauses, revealing truths they cannot fully voice. This chapter highlights how deeply their emotions shape their choices.
Past experiences and old wounds influence every decision. Histories rise to the surface, adding weight to interactions and guiding present actions. Trauma and memory become driving forces in the unfolding drama.
Emotional power shifts as characters confront uncomfortable truths. Vulnerability and strength move between them, reshaping relationships and forcing reconsideration of boundaries and roles.
Symbolic details enrich the chapter, mirroring internal struggles. Objects, settings, and gestures reveal deeper truths that words alone cannot express, tying personal conflict to the broader world.
Subtle details foreshadow future conflicts and emotional revelations. Characters’ reactions hint at challenges ahead, planting seeds that will grow into significant turning points.
Several lines carry emotional weight, revealing hidden fears, desires, and vulnerabilities. These quotes serve as anchors that stay with the reader and deepen the impact of the scene.
Chapter 106 It Has Been a Long Time
Two women were approaching the washroom, chatting with one another.
Harry picked Catherine up and carried her into one of the toilet cubicles without any hesitation. He sat on the toilet bowl while she straddled him.
When he strode into the cubicle, a moan escaped Catherine’s lips.
One of the women outside the cubicle asked, “Hey, did you hear something just now? It sounded like a woman’s moan.
“I heard it. How could these people be so shameless? Can’t they afford to just get a room?” the other woman remarked.
Harry pressed his hand over Catherine’s mouth the whole time. He was worried that others would hear her again.
Frankly speaking, he was quite a decent person. It was his very first time making love in a public setting like this. It made him diffident to hear others making remarks like these.
Nonetheless, this situation today was rather unexpected.
It wasn’t until the sound of running water outside stopped that he lowered his hand from Catherine’s mouth. When he saw the mistiness in her eyes, his heart fluttered.
“Hang in there. Let’s go to a hotel,” he said.
Reluctantly, he pulled back from Catherine, and a small, quiet queef escaped into the a
He quivered, and as he glanced down, he saw a damp patch on his pants. Meanwhile, therine clung to him, refusing to let go.
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Well aware of the possibility that they might lose control of themselves if he hesitat further, he straightened Catherine’s clothes out for her. Then, he brought her to an rby hotel.
The moment they stepped into the room, he lifted his foot and kicked the door shu After entering the suite, they plopped onto the bed together.
With that, he no longer restrained himself. After undressing Catherine, he spread legs and slid right in.
In that moment, a gasp of long–awaited pleasure escaped them both.
Catherine held him tight, trying her very best to match his fierce rhythm by working er hips with much haste. At the same time, he held her in his arms, thrusting right up into her
She leaned on his shoulder, panting. His powerful thrusts made her frown as she bit down on him.
The wet, rhythmic sounds of their movements became clearly audible. It had been a long while since Harry was satisfied.
A mind–numbing pleasure crashed over him as he released the long–held contents of his desire into Catherine,
She let out a cry, her pupils unfocused, as if the heat of his release made her convulse.
Harry pressed his lips gently around her eyes, kissing away the tears from the corners of her eyes. A sorrowful saltiness lingered on his tongue.
Belatedly, he realized a problem–he hadn’t used protection.
Given Catherine’s remarkable fertility, she managed to get pregnant even after taking precautions previously. If they hadn’t used protection this time, she was undoubtedly going to conceive, right?
Harry paused, his gaze slowly drawn to her lower belly. He lowered his head and planted a kiss on her lower belly.
He missed the baby he had lost, and he hoped that she would be able to bear another child of
theirs in her womb.
As Harry gazed at Catherine, he was suddenly overcome by a sense of baseness and
shamelessness.
He had taken advantage of her while she was drunk and slept with her. He even wished that she could become pregnant with his child secretly.
As someone who loved children, she would definitely keep the child if she actually became
pregnant.
Since he didn’t have the chance to be together with her openly, he could only resort to these despicable measures.
Even so, he wasn’t willing to let her go.
Catherine opened her eyes and grabbed onto his arm. “I want more…‘
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