Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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‘Not sure. He's heading toward the mountain spring’s direction, though.” “Could it be that something has happened to Miss Meyers? Hurry up! Follow him!" Trevor and Jared left the lining team at once and followed in the sdirection as Richard.

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Meanwhile, Angela was still clinging to the tree, trying her best to utilize her fading strength. She could feel that she was getting exhausted, and she might fall any tsoon. She kept on crying for help.

‘Help! Anyone!” Just when she was on the brink of giving up, she picked up a patter of footsteps. Oh, praise the Lord! Finally, someone heard her calling for help! She looked in that direction, and just around the corner, she saw a man running. Richard! From afar, he could see Angela clinging to the tree, and his heart tightened suddenly.

“Richard!” Angela exclaimed in joy and completely forgot the peculiar situation she was in; she let go of the tree pole and fell down the next second.

“Ap” It was almost at the stas she fell that he moved swiftly toward her, opened his arms, and caught her firmly. Richard glanced down and saw her pale face as she was so terrified.

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Before she could react, she was already wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Knowing it was Richard, she refused to let go of him; she happily hugged him and “Can't you try to live a peaceful life?” He could be heard panting heavily; it was evident that he ran as fast as he could. Listening to his strong heartbeat, Angela looked up; she felt sorry for making him feel worried, and she wanted to compensate him in her own way.

She held his face with both her hands and pressed her red lips against Richard's thin lips of her own accord. Immediately, he felt his body turn tense as he was not expecting such a move from her. She looked into his eyes innocently and apologized, I'm sorry! Don’t be angry. please.” But the kiss did not do the trick-his gaze did not soften and was sharp as a knife. Hmm. Shall | give him two kisses then, since one was not enough? While she was pondering upon her next move, he freed one of his hands which was holding her waist, and placed it at the back of her head. He applied sforce, and her face moved in his direction; as she got nearer, he kissed her in such an overbearing manner.

Angela was taken aback by such a strong response from him. The way he kissed her carried selement of punishment -his tongue was domineering as he tried to despoil every part of her mouth.

She was blushing, and her breath was chaotic. It was the first the initiated a kiss; it was domineering and tough, just like his usual way of doing things.

What was even more equivocal was that he carried her with one hand-a man without enough arm strength could not hold on to this position for long.

At the corner, Trevor and Jared arrived to see the man and woman kissing while bathing in the morning light.

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