Pippo held Evelyn in his arms, free to touch Isabe’s skin as if she were a toy. He kissed her, burying his teeth in her neck, gently nibbling, resembling a vampire.


    Evelyn’s sensitivity point was here, and in an instant, her bodypletely softened. Alreadycking strength, she became even more powerless.


    Watching Evelyn’s limp body, unable to resist, Pippo felt a great sense of aplishment. He took his time nibbling Evelyn’s skin, his fingers dancing across her body, gradually reaching the center, the most sensitive part.


    His fingers skillfully entered her body, and Evelyn had no strength to stop him. She had to let Pippo do as he pleased. Waves of pleasure swept over her body, making Evelyn shiver uncontrobly. The inner desire grew stronger.


    She wanted Pippo. She wanted Pippo to enter her body fiercely. However, her rational mind told her it couldn’t happen.


    “Pippo, please let me go. Considering our past as a couple, considering how good I’ve been to you before, can’t you stop tormenting me?”


    “How can you call this torment? Evelyn, look at how excited you are. You’re all wet.”


    Pippo withdrew his fingers and ced them in front of Evelyn, making her see for herself.


    Evelyn turned her head away, her eye sockets reddening, tears about to fall. Yet, she tried hard to restrain herself. She didn’t want to cry, especially not in front of Pippo; it would make her feel too weak.


    She felt desperate, a choking sensation spreading in her heart. She was like a stranded fish, desperately breathing on the shore, with no oxygen entering her body.


    Pippo, seeing Evelyn in pain, felt excited. The bloodthirsty genes within him seemed to awaken. This kind of excitement, different from the thrill of killing, was about humiliating a woman. Pippo couldn’t help butugh, his gaze sharply scanning every inch of Evelyn’s skin. Then, he parted Evelyn’s legs and forcefully entered her body.


    He still loved Evelyn’s body too much. That’s why he couldn’t bear to kill her. Her body was tailor-made for him. He had been with many women before, but none had captivated him like Evelyn.


    Evelyn watched as Pippo excitedly yed with her body. Her body responded to Pippo’s movements, but she remained sober.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    Evelyn’s gaze fell on Pippo’s clothes ced nearby. Her clothes weren’t far from her, and if she stretched her hand, she could reach them. Her phone must be hidden among those clothes.


    Remembering how Pippo had taken out her phone from his pocket every time, Evelyn concluded that her phone was probably in his pants pocket. So, if she wanted to get her phone back, she would have to take it from that pocket.


    With this thought in mind, Evelyn started nning. She calmly watched Pippo, even beginning to cooperate with him.


    Seeing Evelyn being so proactive, Pippo thought she was aroused by him. They had engaged in sexual activities a few times during this period, but Evelyn always seemed reluctant to get close to him. Even though her body indicated otherwise, she restrained her desires, maintaining a calm demeanor.


    Pippo continued to toy with her until Evelyn was utterly exhausted. But today, Evelyn was different. Surprisingly, she reached out, hugged him, and said, “Pippo, I want more. Hurry, be rough.”


    She moaned, her sultry voice immediately rekindling Pippo, who had just finished satisfying himself.


    “Alright, Evelyn. It’s rare for you to be so proactive. Of course, I’ll satisfy you.” After saying this, Pippo forcefully entered her once again.


    They continued to switch between various positions until Pippo becamepletely drained. Afterward, he fell asleep while holding Evelyn.


    Previously, Pippo would leave after such encounters, but today, he chose to stay. Evelyn knew it was because of her active participation.


    She did it intentionally, thinking that if she took the initiative, Pippo might sleep with her afterward. Now it seemed she was right.


    Although Evelyn was exhausted from Pippo’s activities, she kept herself awake. Observing Pippo’s clothes not far away, she only needed to reach out and grab them.


    Once she pulled the clothes over, Evelyn thought she could get her phone and immediately send a message to Isabe, informing her of the situation.


    Carefully, Evelyn grabbed a corner of the pile of clothes and, after hooking onto them, slowly dragged them closer.


    While doing this, she kept an eye on Pippo, afraid he might wake up suddenly.


    At that moment, Pippo moved, startling Evelyn, who immediately let go. However, Pippo just pulled her into his embrace.


    Seeing Pippo go back to sleep, Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief. Soon, she resumed pulling the clothes.


    Her body had little strength left, and these cautious movements made her break into a sweat.


    Damn it, dear God, could you please help her? Let her retrieve the phone from Pippo’s pocket, just grant her that!


    After what felt like an eternity, Evelyn finally dragged Pippo’s clothes closer. She cautiously reached into Pippo’s pocket, and as she had imagined, her phone was indeed there.


    Soon, Evelyn picked up the phone. However, because she had no strength left after all this, she almost dropped it.


    This startled Evelyn. She nced at Pippo, who was sleeping peacefully, and breathed a sigh of relief.


    Carefully, she opened the phone.


    Touching her familiar phone, Pippo nervously held his breath.


    Oh God, please help her. Make sure she can tell Isabe about her current situation. Isabe will definitelye to her rescue.


    At least, she believed Emanuele had the ability to stand against this demon, Pippo.


    Little did Evelyn know, as soon as she opened her phone and its screen lit up, shining on Pippo’s face, he instantly woke up.