In My Desperate Time

I get out of bed, put on a coat and walk out.
Frances is not in the living room. Did he go to the roof?
I walk upstairs and see Frances sitting there alone, with a glass of red wine in his hand.
Did he get something on his mind?
"It's so late. Why aren't you sleeping? Now you come up and drink yourself." I walk over and sit opposite him. Then I snatch the
wine from his hand and drink it all.
Frances frowns slightly and says, "You shouldn't drink so fast. You'll get drunk."
"Well, I'm not in the mood. Someone promised to take me with him, but he left me outside."
The wound on my hand is aching. And when I think of Frances’ actions, I get angry again.
I know he cares about me and wants me safe, but I'm unhappy about that.
"Silly girl, I'm alright now." Frances smiles and gently strokes my hair.
But I feel that he touches me like a dog.
I push his hand away discontentedly and say sullenly, "You're fine and lucky that it's only a slight injury. But what if Andrew
shoots well? What if he shoots you in the heart?"
The way Andrew lying in a pool of blood scares me.
I can't imagine how to face it if it were Frances.
"Then I won't bring you there." Frances look at me very seriously. His eyes are filled with affection.
"I won't put you in danger. All you have to do is to hide behind me. I will protect you from all dangers. You just stay by my side.
That's enough."
His touching sweet words melt my heart.
Frances just knows how to melt my heart with a single sentence.

I know that he cares about me, so I can't blame him.
The weather is good tonight. Frances and I have a few drinks on the roof.
Although I get rash from drinking, only two glasses of wine are fine and my skin remains well.
However, someone wants to have a little fun at this beautiful night.
As soon as I enter the room, Frances carries me in his arms and walks to the bed.
"Let me go. Your arm is injured. Can you stop thinking about that for two days?"
Does he want it all the time?
"But you're so beautiful tonight." Frances’ deep voice rings in my ears, making me feel weak in the knees.
So I give up and let him bring me to the climax.
We have an amazing night.
I hug him tightly in my arms. Only this makes me feel safe.
For a moment today, I thought that I would lose him. Fortunately, he's with me now.
Then I should cherish what I own.
Old Mr. Louis has been lying in bed for the past two days because of the bumpy journey. So, I don't go to work and take care of
him at home.
When old Mr. Louis is around, Sabina couldn't make trouble for me. I'm doing well these days.
However, it's 10 pm and Frances does not come back.
He used to arrive home before eight o'clock. It's so late today and he hasn't come back yet. I'm getting a little worried.
Just as I'm about to call him, he walks in through the door.
There is a big smile on his face. He seems to be in a good mood.

"Where did you go? Why did you come back so late?" I ask.
"I went to an auction to buy something. Sorry that I came back late."
An auction?
What did he buy? He looks so happy.