Valeria's long and thick eyelashes were trembling so much they looked like butterfly wings.
Sebastian's actions were far from gentle as he took off the shirt that had been in his way. In truth, he had practically torn his shirt open and the last button snapped and fell to the ground.
Throwing his shirt onto the ground, Sebastian propped himself up with one hand and used his other hand to open the bedside drawer. Reaching inside, he seemed to be feeling around for something.
After searching for quite some time, he seemed to have lost his patience, and he finally let Valeria go.
Valeria's breaths were ragged due to all the kissing, and she had to gasp for breath.
She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
Her plump and flushed lips illuminated brightly under the bedside lamp. They looked and tasted like the strawberries Sebastian had eaten in the living room just now, sweet and tart.
Valeria's black hair was draped over her pink pillows, but a few strands were clinging onto her fair cheeks. She curled her fingers slightly, as the photo was still in her palm.
Meanwhile, Sebastian didn't seem to be able to find the thing he wanted in the bedside drawer. He looked at her and pinched her thin cheeks. "Do you not have them at home?"
"We ran out," Valeria answered, knowing what he was referring to.
Sebastian's gaze darkened as he looked at her. After a while, he pressed his tongue against his bottom teeth and said, "You and your husband go through them pretty fast."
Valeria did not answer him and merely grunted in acknowledgement, as there was nothing she could say either.
Sebastian pursed his lips and braced his hands around both her sides. Then, he looked at how beautiful and delicate her eyes were now that they were tinged red.
He also watched her lips, as they would part slightly with each breath she took. They were also swollen from all the kissing.
Valeria looked absolutely mesmerizing.
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