CHAPTER 801. PRINCESS BY DAY. Clear Things Up

She was trembling like a maple leaf in the middle of autumn, ready to fall—but it had nothing to do with fear. It was rage. Helplessness.

Her body vibrated against his, her mouth welcomed him, and that ninety percent of her that just wanted to knee him in the balls for daring to use her was completely numb, stunned, useless.

After five years of separation, all that seemed to remain was the part of her that simply gave in to him—the part that had bee