Chapter 53 The Pain of Love (7)
How did Moros's passionate love for Angelica begin, and how did it linger in his heart? Even Moros himself couldn't sort out his feelings.
He only knew that whenever he saw Angelica's fox-like handsome face, it was as if a sun rose in his heart, and his whole body was illuminated from the inside out.
He only knew that whenever he thought of Angelica's plump body and soft skin, the ice in his heart melted away, and he felt warm, fearless of any hardship or obstacle, even willing to sacrifice his own life...
If he could write poetry, he would definitely compare Angelica to the sun, or to a big stove in winter...
Unfortunately, he couldn't write poetry. He could only look at her tenderly with his small, narrow eyes:
The eyes are small, but they sparkle...
He didn't need to say anything, because smart Angelica knew what he was thinking.
Until now, due to Angelica's adoptive father's constant obstruction and his unreasonable stepfather, Moros and Angelica had only kissed a few times...
Although they cannot be together physically, it cannot stop the two old people from missing each other in their hearts!
In Moros's mind, he had carried Angelica to his bed a thousand times, the kind of thing that happens when lovers are together...
Every night, Moros would lie on his big bed and imagine various scenes of love between men and women.
These scenes were all ambiguous images that Moros had seen on television, in magazines, and in newspapers.
In this room, they walked into the room hugging each other tightly, kissing each other deeply, unwilling to let go of each other's mouths for a long time...
In this room, Angelica would whisper to him over and over again: Darling, I love you, and I can never love you enough...
In this room, I would push Angelica against the wall and keep "pa pa pa" "pa pa"...
In this room, Angelica would take off her clothes on her own initiative, and then help me take off my clothes, and the two of them would roll around on the big bed...
In this room...
Scene after scene, frame after frame, it is as passionate, exciting and happy as it can be!
It was with these stimulating imaginations that he got through the difficult nights.
The pain of separation made Moros realize that any pain he had experienced in the past was not as painful as not being able to see Angelica...
This kind of suffering is like having many bugs in your heart biting your flesh and blood. It feels itchy and painful, and you can neither escape nor give up.
This kind of suffering is more like a hook constantly poking at your heart.
The longing sometimes made him become dazed, as if he was in the real world but his soul had run away to some unknown place.
The rush of blood in his body sometimes made him restless and he wanted to jump into the Neva River to take a bath... At this time, he could only learn from those gangsters, running to the streets at night to molest young girls, and running to bars to chat up prostitutes.
However, doing so could only temporarily relieve his inner desire, but it could not solve the unresolved love for Angelica deep in his heart.
This kind of love is dedicated and cannot be replaced by anyone else. He only loves Angelica, he can't help but miss Angelica, he must get Angelica!
So, driven by love, the human trafficker Moros began another adventure.
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