There came a thunderbolt suddenly to tear the coming rainstorm apart. The lightening shined the grey land.

Jane Blake standing in the church seemed to be in a pure white face for the lightening. She was in a black mourning apparel. She looked so slim and there was a white flower on her chest.

A bun was made with her black hair. The elegant and simple face was calm, but the fatigue between eyebrows was so obvious.

It became raining gradually, but there were endless mourners.

Most of these were business partners of Jack Swift, and some of them were his friends.

Soon, the church was filled with guests. Jane knelt down on the coffin of Jack Swift. She was in pale face. She had kept vigil beside the coffin for a few days and she looked bad.

However, many of the guests showing up today were here for someone else.

The son of Jack, William Swift.

There came the whistle of a car when the mass guessed whether William would come to the funeral or not.

All of them thought of William coincidentally. Some of them peeped on the Jane kneeling down in front of the coffin. She showed nothing but being still in front of the coffin as if she was a statue.

The car was parked at the door of church. With heavy rain, a man in dark went out from the car. He was in a black windbreaker with a gentleman cap. The figure was long, and the rain dropped on his cap. Soon, he was covered with a black umbrella.

The comer was in a handsome look with clear line., especially the jaw, it was so perfect.

Stepping on the black brick with high-class handmade boots, he walked into the church steadily.

With the hawk-like eyes and the sharp eyesight, he could make others tremble at the first sight.

There were endless cars, might be more than ten cars. Many people came from the cars and all of them were in black. However, they were all armed and it seemed they did not come for condolence but destroying.

The man came with some wet air. He stretched out his hand and took his cap off.

The fingers were so long with clear bone joints. He was filled with incomparable refinement.

Looking at Jane kneeling down in front of the coffin, his cold face started to smile.

Walking to the back of Jane steadily, he moved his eyesight from her white neck, to the slim backbone and the waistline, and the round buttocks.

His eyes were so direct and dirty, so Jane could feel the sense of humiliation of being peeled without looking at him.

The sharp eyesight of William was cast on the black and white photos. There was a young man who was so gentle and elegant; but his smiled was fixed in the photo forever. It seemed so lifeless. It was weird in the rainy day.

He leaned over slowly when getting closer to Jane and put his hand on the shoulder. He touched her softly, “Jane, I am back.”

His voice was so soft, and it sounded like a murmur of a husband to his wife who had not returned home for a long time, which was so close and ambiguous.

Jane said nothing but kept kneeling. She looked calm and tender.

Looking at the silent her, William got closer to her and rubbed gently against her earlobe with lips. He intended to arouse her tremor intentionally. Then, he smiled, “Do you miss me?”

The people around held the breath and looked at William, but everybody knew that Jane had been married his father four years ago, Jack.

Jane did not answer him, but he did not want to stop it. Lips slid slowly from earlobe to neck, and the tip of the tongue licked her skin slowly.

Jane closed her eyes and then she said in a hoarse voice, “Have a talk to your father.”

William stopped all the actions. He knocked on her shoulder with long and white fingers. He seemed to be in meditation.

It was so serious in the church, but William laughed out soon.

Standing up slowly and turning around to look at the guests, he said in a calm voice, “There is something to be settled today in my family, so I wish our guests could leave earlier.”

The guests nodded and poured out of the church.

The housekeeper standing at the corner of the church looked at Jane worriedly; but he had been dragged out by the men of William before thinking about it.

There were only Jane and William in the church. Jane stood up and looked at him. Her pretty face was pale, and her lips were dry.

William walked to her and held her shoulders to get closer to her face. Looking at Jack on the photo, he said slightly, “How have you been these four years, Jane?”

Jane looked down and thought for a while, then she said softly, “Welcome back, William.”

William narrowed his eyes and then dragged her to the coffin vigorously. Then he bit her lips cruelly. Jane wanted to get rid of him, but she failed since he was so powerful and strong.

He bit her as if it was a punishment for her. He took her breath strongly.

He did not stop biting her lips until Jane lay on the coffin for being anoxic, but he had raised her skirt to make her get close with his lower body in a shameful way.

“Jane, do you miss me? Say it to make me happy, and I may let you go in front of him.” William said cruelly and he had started pulling down the zipper behind her.

Jane was so weak, and she stretched out to catch his wrist. She said softly, “Stop it, William.”

“Stop it? Oh, he is dead, so he could not see it even though I fuck you here. So why not fucking you in a comfortable place? It is heard that you have delivered a baby for him. You are so GREAT! Jane.” William said with resentment, and then he carried Jane on his shoulder directly.

He took her out and dragged her to the car. He ordered his men, “Stay here!”

He went to the car when he finished the words.

The wind came with the wetness, and his windbreaker became wet for the rain. He tore his clothes apart cruelly when entering the car.

Jane sat on the corner with her hands on her arm. The driver knocked down the seat and unfolded all the soundproof panels.

Jane was pressed by William for catching her arm. He became so hot and tore her clothes apart rudely, which was so cruel with hatred.

There was bloodstream on his eyes, and he tried hard to leave marks on her body.

It was so tough that made Jane feet painful and sad in his deep love.

Time seemed to fly back. Jane closed the eyes to think of him at that time. Tears rushed out from her eyes.

In that year, he was so handsome and clear, and all his behaviors were full of vigor.

When she became dizzy gradually, she hugged the man on her body powerfully.

There was soft and affectionate voice in the bottom of her heart, “William.”

As many years ago.

……

William…

William.