The Untamed Concubin

His icy eyes held a glint of both inquiry and menace.,Red eyes! It's red eyes! What kind of monster is this Or did it get sick!,A person sat on the ground, another sitting on top of him. His waist was locked by a pair of iron arms, held securely in their embrace. He had nothing covering his body, completely exposed. Two round orbs pressed tightly against his blood-stained chest. Only then did he realize how strong the other was; because in their embrace, he seemed so small. His face only reached the other's shoulder.。