Chapter 5: Hatred
Looking at Gand rolling on the ground with his eyes closed, Lana's eyes flashed with hatred, but she said in panic, "He, what happened to him? What did you do to him?"
"I just made him faint," Walker replied with a smile. "Don't worry, He is not hurt at all."
"He just fainted!" Lana suddenly exclaimed, unable to control the disappointment in her eyes.
Walker keenly noticed the hatred in her eyes from before and the disappointment now. Lana looked like a traditional woman—a pretty widow whose husband had died not long ago.
It was not impossible to force her to submit, yet it would be a perverse pleasure to tear her modesty apart with one's own hands.
With evil thoughts stirring in his mind, Walker slowly approached her. Lana raised the rolling pin in vigilance, but before she could utter any harsh words, she felt a sudden flash before her eyes.
Just as in the car, Walker wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and pulled her into his embrace, inhaling the natural fragrance of the pretty widow.
He slowly grabbed the hand holding the rolling pin and blew hot air into her ear in an inducing tone, "Sister-in-law, I too have my dark side, but I only have feelings for you and will not bully you."
"You, you are already bullying me!" Lana's breathing suddenly halted as she felt the familiar hard object rubbing against her buttocks.
"No, this is love. That dog is the one bullying you," Walker countered as he held her and slowly moved forward. Lana's body weakened, and she found herself following his steps until they reached the unconscious Gand.
"Do you hate him?" Walker asked, his tongue beginning to lick her ear.